Amelia' POV
After we done chased down the other man who calmly interrupted the chaos that was happening in the house, we managed to get both of them tied down on separate chairs. They were hanging their heads while being unconscious for the most part.
"Fred, did we get anything?"
"For sure! He does not erase anything. So this one... uh... what should we name him?"
"Give him a nickname of dingbat." Steph said going through the fridge of Cred.
"Hungry?" I questioned with a titled head.
"Little snacky. All this fighting and chasing got me wanting... something sweet. And bozo over there ate everything including my plate when I wanted to save it. And didn't even bother to get dessert while we were at the restaurant."
"Poor you... That is just wrong because that cake I had... lort!"
