Elinor The Pedophile

"I want pancakes!" Lilith suddenly yelled from the SUV window, her small face scrunching up in frustration. She was done waiting for the adults to wrap things up—candy wasn't a proper breakfast, and she wanted real food.

"You heard her," Janice said, smirking at Matthews who just returned, "Anything else?"

Matthews returned leading a squad of agents who immediately positioned themselves around the Apaches as their lives depended on it. Without missing a beat, she turned to Ace and asked, "So, are you interested in signing the employment contract? Or would you rather just sell your rifle-shaped curse tool? I can get you a good deal for it."

"If you're selling the rifle, I want it," Janice added, making her interest crystal clear.

Ace rolled his eyes at both of them before uttering in annoyance, "Do I look like someone short on money?"