DESIGNATED SPOT
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Upon reaching their designated spot, Mellisah was taken aback to see her children comfortably nestled in the arms of the handsome stranger. Approaching the man, she scolded his children, "B and C? How many times have I warned you not to let strangers touch you?" Her son, Clint, boldly retorted, "Mom, we are no longer infants. We are old enough to make our own choices. Besides, this man is not a stranger; he is a handsome, affectionate, and caring individual."
His words carried an air of familiarity, as if he had known the man for a long time. With unwavering confidence, the child spoke as though he had been acquainted with the man for ages, testifying to his inherent goodness. "Absolutely spot on, madam. I am no stranger," the young man chimed in, adding his voice to the boy's proclamation.
He proceeded to introduce himself in great detail to Mellisah and Mellisando, extending an invitation for them to accompany him to his abode. Before he could utter another word, Mellisah interjected, explaining that they had just arrived and were in search of something of utmost importance.
While Mellisando and the children were eager to go, Mellisah vehemently disagreed. Realizing they would not be swayed, the man requested that they disclose their location for his future visits or landings on Earth. Mellisah retorted, "Well, I believe you will find us right here!"
In a swift motion, the man attempted to retrieve something from his pocket, inadvertently dropping a document with a photograph of his deceased father nestled within. He stooped down to retrieve it, revealing to Mellisah that it was a picture of the ancient king of Pluto, who had valiantly fought and perished at the hands of Mellisah herself.
Clutching the photograph tightly, he vowed, "I will do whatever it takes to bring the person responsible for my father's demise to justice. And when I do, I will violently pierce their heart and squeeze their stomach, inflicting upon them the same anguish I feel now due to the loss of my father."
Blondie John's words pierced Mellisah's heart, causing it to sink deeply into her diaphragm. Acting swiftly, she interjected, "Sir, I believe time is of the essence. You must make your way there before sunset.” With a determined stride, Mr. John embarked on his journey, leaving behind a worried Mellisando who swiftly rushed towards her sister, her voice trembling with concern. "Oh, dear sister, peril has befallen us! What course of action shall we take?"
Bridget, interrupting the hushed conversation between their mother and sister, turned to her brother Clint with a grave expression. "My dear brother Clint, I fear you have been privy to all that has transpired. We should have never allowed that man to lay his hands upon us. Now, he shall exploit the imprints of our existence - fingerprints, footprints, and even our very DNA - etched upon his garments and flesh, relentlessly tracking our every move. Alas, we find ourselves ensnared in the clutches of utter calamity!"
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