“And hopefully less vomiting, but it could go either way.” Madison laughed, “You don’t look any different to most people, but you never know what runs through peoples minds, especially kids. They come out with the strangest comments, maybe in their minds you own a fire breathing dragon who could kill them in a heartbeat.”
“Hopefully.” Vendetta teased. The idea of having a child when she was older crossed her mind, but she was still young, and if her mindset didn’t change when she did become of age, there would be no kids for her. “That would be awesome. I mean, not the killing children part, but the dragon part. I mean, how cool would that be? A fire breathing dragon.”
“I’m all for kids doing whatever they want, but I think I’d freak if that happened. It would be like dealing with a drunk, but I guess if you can do one you got the other sorted. I’m sure they don’t despise you, maybe they’re just intimidated?”
"It’d be exactly like dealing with a drunk, but more high pitched gigging and less stumbling.” Vendetta joked and let out a breathy laugh. “Eh, it doesn’t bother me. I doubt it’s that, I mean, I look pretty harmless. Right?”
“I don’t understand people who don’t like kids, I mean kids love me. Being a parent should be easy!”
“Parenting probably sucks if you have to deal with a child running around like a chicken with their head cut off all the time. Don’t get me wrong, I love kids, but they seem to despise me.”
“And for that you can blame my Mother.” Madison shrugged, before sighing, “I’m sorry I was harsh, but you weren’t exactly all sunshine and rainbows…”
“And why should I blame your mother for that?” Vendetta asked with a raise of her eyebrow. “I’m sorry too. I haven’t exactly had the best day, but that’s no excuse.”
“I was simply stating that you walked into me, I was doing what most people in this goddamn place do, but they are usually worse.”
“You have a strange way of stating things.” Vendetta commented bitterly, usually she’d just keep walking in situations like this, but she wasn’t exactly in the best mood. “Doesn’t mean it’s okay.”
