"Kieran, SLOW DOWN!" Sophia cried out as her five-year-old child, Kieran, continued to terrorize everyone. She watched what went down in front of her, not sure how to handle her son, while Matthew and Ronan stood in the distance, stuffing their face with pizza, "Why aren't you stopping him!" Sophia looked at them and roared.
Sophia was four months pregnant with Matthew's daughter Misty, so she was too hormonal and grumpy to deal with Ronan's demon child, who had now transformed into a dragon, spitting fire at everyone and everything.
"BURN, BURN, BURN!" Kieran chanted joyously.
Ah, he was his father's son, alright.
"Ronan! Do something!" She glared at Ronan.
"He is just having fun," he said nonchalantly.
She turned her attention back to Matthew. "Then you stop him!"
Matthew stopped eating his pizza and looked at her like he had no idea what she was talking about. "Huh? What do you mean? Why do I have to get him? It's Ronan's spawn of hell. Let him punish Kieran."
