Peacorn
Peacorn thought about the question his nephew had asked him. Should he tell him the truth? About how he was planting bees in his back yard to start a honey farm? Or how he was melting all the metal spoons he could find so he could make a giant spoon to rule them all? Or maybe about how he was writing a book he hoped to maybe make into a movie one day, one based of his childhood, Ivan the Incredible? The voiced whispered that Kent was already a freak and didn't need to feel anymore like a misfit. "Oh you know," Peacorn said, deciding to spare Kent's probably unstable emotions, "Just cheesin'."
Peacorn thought about the question his nephew had asked him. Should he tell him the truth? About how he was planting bees in his back yard to start a honey farm? Or how he was melting all the metal spoons he could find so he could make a giant spoon to rule them all? Or maybe about how he was writing a book he hoped to maybe make into a movie one day, one based of his childhood, Ivan the Incredible? The voiced whispered that Kent was already a freak and didn't need to feel anymore like a misfit. "Oh you know," Peacorn said, deciding to spare Kent's probably unstable emotions, "Just cheesin'."