"Candy Kid. I find it odd that you came here to assassinate me at 11:59:30 AM. It will probably be 12 PM by the time we finish this conversation." Harvard sighed and studied Candy Kid's clothing.
He normally never wore pants, but today he had on a pair of shorts that had small dinosaurs on the side of them and a regular white t-shirt with black stripes. What could have made him grow up so fast?
Harvard walked up to Candy Kid, and looked into his eyes. He was crying a lot, and the room was already full of water! He-he had to get him to stop crying, but what should he say?
"It's okay. It's okay if you're here to assassinate me. I still care about you, Smokey," Harvard gently brushed Candy Kid's brown hair out of his eyes and smiled. "Now, come on. As your father, tell me. What could the Monsoon Kraken have done that would make you want to assassinate me."