19 PARIS: Home

"Hey, I didn't know Dad had so much competition!" Your son who was barely five (choose your son's name, will be referred herein as YSN) frowned.

"Oh but it's okay because Daddy beat each one of them," your daughter (choose your daughter's name, will be referred herein as YDN) chimed in. "Right, Dad?" she asked, clinging to Paris' arm.

"Of course my loves, Daddy beat their asses," Paris winked at your daughter which made her giggle. This three-year-old girl loves her daddy so much.

"But how did Mom choose you, Dad?" YSN asked, asking Paris to continue his tale.

Paris closed the storybook with images made from his famous 'paint of death' ability, which is now being utilized more often for children's entertainment instead of as an instrument of death.

"Ahuh, you better ask your mom about that," Paris said, looking in your direction.

You entered the children's room and sat beside Paris who was at the edge of the children's bed.