Plans And Reprimands

Ideas.

They can be good, they can be bad. When they're good, they're extremely good, and when they're bad, they can be extremely bad. It's the ying-yang balance of innovation… helps separate ingenuity from imbecility. 

Discretion is very heavily advised… especially if you had no say in the outcome of those aforementioned ideas… and in my case, specifically, I didn't know what the hell that idea was even about.

I just know that Amanda, a sudden spark of life ablaze in her gaze, was just very, very keen on seeing it come to fruition, and that sort of worries me. 

"I'm borrowing Ash for a bit."

Okay, I'm no longer sort of worried. I'm extremely worried. 

"Wait, hold on, what for? Amanda, hey - Amanda!" 

Alas, words and gripes only too little voiced, and too late only heeded. She took Ash by the hand, unknowing, clueless, and ran… or she would have, had Ash not had the collective strength of a thousand gorillas.