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Does anyone have uranium about?

What are you planning?

Umm... you don't want to know.

I am sure I don't.

So what are you planning?

A um... device that can wipe out the population on a single continent leaving it a baren wasteland for untold generations.

*point at him*

No. Bad Jackie!

But I have to. I never said I was going to use it. Just build it.

*wags his finger*

But someone else might.

It's tempting fate.

I usually destroy them afterwards. But it's the only way to get the drums to shut up.

*face falls*

Oh.

Yeah.

*stands there for a moment before pulling him into a hug*

I'm sorry.

*muffled* It's okay. How could you know?

I feel as though I should, even though you are not my son, you're still part of me.

It surprised my you too.

What did he say?

He got... the same look on his face that you did. A sort of... quiet despair