"Well that was wierd..." Chad thought as he trudged home, cat food in hand. "Must have been something wrong with that guy. Who believes in magic. Anyway?" Chad quickly arrived home, several different scenarios involving mental illnesses floating around his skull. Unfortunately, his mother's car was not there, so he would have to wait to pick on Daniel. He unlocked the front door and swung it open before slamming it shut and walking to the kitchen, where he dumped the bag of cat food on the counter.
Suddenly, a small, feminine yelp was heard from upstairs, and his little sister Jenny came rushing into the kitchen, babbling incoherently and slightly hysterically, locking him into a bone crushing hug. As Chad tries to make sense of what she was saying he noticed that...
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