Kent
Kent silently watched as his cousin created a science experiment of tears and snot on his face. Glad that Millard had stopped crying, Kent continued, "Yes, very much like a secret agent." He smirked slightly as he remembered when Millard had stayed with October and himself for a weekend after Cindy had died and Peacorn was grieving in strange ways. It had been Kent's idea to play 'secret agent.' "I'll be the secret agent with lots of medals and weapons." A young Kent stated proudly. "Oh, oh!" A small, curly haired Millard jumped excitedly around his older cousin, "I can be your dog!" He offered, immediately dropped onto all fours and 'sniffing' around. Of course, Kent's dream became a reality while Millard... Well, he tried.