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[@Remipa Awesome] [@Slypheed]
"Woah, woah, no need for violence here. I'm not sure what set you nice folks off, but it doesn't have to go this far." the man in the front said, holding a hand out in front of the spiked-hair kid who had been growing in massive size and muscle. The kid stopped, and shrunk back down to his normal size, folding his arms and stepping back. "What we know is our own business. What you know is yours." the woman said, turning to the kid, grabbing him on the ear and yanking him back. "Nice job showing off your powers you nitwit." she whispered into his ear as she turned them away from the others.

"For us being back here... we didn't see anyone up front. We didn't want to be disruptive, so we came looking around for anyone else before trying the front door again. I'd ask you two why you're here... but we know you work here. But, if you two so wish a warrant, so be it. We can get one." the man said, turning on his heel to join his friends and walk them back too their car.

"That went well." the kid replied. "No matter. We'll get in." the man said. "With the warrant." the woman agreed with the man. "I don't get it. Why didn't we just pound the kid with the overheated stick, and knock out the girl?" the kid asked. "We're not violent. We're only here for the girl." the woman said. "Not anymore, the plan's changed. Violence is an option with these many specials." the man said.
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What they didn't notice as they left, or maybe they did, was the birds. They were being watched by birds that had gathered on the roof while they had been talking. A good number of birds sat there, evaluating them with looks that were not at all pleasant or welcoming.

They scattered back into the sky as Alfie showed up.

When Alfie had been thrown the bread in the kitchen she had run out the back carrying it over her head, the birds in the kitchen following her out in her mad dash to the chicken coop. The loaf was now missing both ends, but the chickens had all been interred, once again, in their chicken houses. She carried what was left of it up the path to the back door, stopping when she saw Hunter, Adrianna, and Hunter's baseball bat. She cocked her little head not unlike a confused parrot, and asked "Is the Housekeeper making the new kids play baseball like she did when I got here? Are we...do you need help with the rest of the stuff?"