"ABSOLUTELY NOT!"
"Why?! Let the kid live a little, Nicki," I said as we walked into the kitchen, Nicki had basically been charged with raising the kid, and she did a pretty good job of melding us with human society to him so I couldn't say she did a bad job. After all, he can go from setting an entire field ablaze to haggling prices on a stingy businessman, all thanks to Nicki. The only problem was when she got in my way of letting the kid have some fun, like taking him for a joyride in a tank or going hunting with a rocket launcher.
"Do you really think it would be a good idea to let a kid whose age is lower than your IQ go joyriding in a cop car?"
"Yes...that's like the whole point. I teach him how to drive, and I get to raise a little bit of hell."
"There is no way-"