"What sweet children we created. Alright, we'll open Kellen's first, and then yours. Alright Gwen?" Gwen nodded willingly, listening to her Mom as they both turned their focus to the brown paper bag.
It wasn't big. It was quite small, actually, and Kellen shifted nervously. It was something he already had, so he didn't need to leave the Guild, but he was worried what they would think that he had given them it.
The shock was their faces as they stared into the bag, before Kellen's Mom reached in and pulled out a gun. A specific gun. The same gun Kellen had been carrying around, and had shot the shooter with. Kellen swallowed when she turned her purple gaze towards her son.
"Why-"
