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"Well, that's not true..."
“A cute genius.”
She frowned, tilting her head before sighing. “Okay. If they give me the stuff and tell me what to do, would you mind if I did it?”
He didn’t say anything, but he would hear him click the bullet into the chamber.
“No amnesia for me.”
He looked up suddenly and aimed a gun at Francis. “*squee!* you. Drop your weapon.”
“It was a nice ship back.”
The man was muttering swears under his breath, sorting through Poppy’s desk. Poppy’s motionless body was on the floor, her back to him.
"Good vacation, huh?" he teased.
"Nope."
"Well, hi, Sariel. You should sleep and let the doctors here fix you up."
He took the wheel with his good hand and turned on the engine.
The lab was silent when he arrived. Dead bodies were on the floor, but nobody recognizable. He would hear a voice coming from Poppy's office.
They opened the door of their house and Jack took a deep breath. "We're back."
"Nope. A genius."
She paused before giving him a smile. "Don't worry. I'm Adeline. Who are you?"
"I'm alright," he croaked tiredly.
(Zoop?)
(Zoop until they get home?)
"You are a genius."
