"Oh No! Oh Hell No!" Gilbert shouted while watching the four teenagers that played outside on the street. "They better get the fuck away from that tree!"
Alfred walked over to Gilbert and looked out the window too. The four teenagers were playing tennis.
"Whats so wrong with them being by the tree?"
Gilbert spun to face him, his face red.
"That's where my babies are!" He shouted and stormed out of the front door. Alfred and the rest of Gilbert's guest were dumbfounded.
Gilbert rushed over to the four teenagers and took the racket out of the tallest males hands. He pointed it almost as if he was pointing a gun at the boy.
"You better get the fuck away from here! Or I'm going to kill you, bring you back, and then fucking kill you again!" He shouted. The boy (and the rest of them) were shocked.
They hadn't done anything wrong, they were just playing a friendly game.
"I know you teenagers. You think you aren't doing anything wrong and then something gets killed. That's how I was once and let me tell you I've killed a lot of things!" He screamed and then pointed the racket at the tree. "But I have never killed baby birds!"
The teenagers said nothing as they ran away, Gilbert chasing after them.
They never came by his house ever again.
((Inside of the house, Ivan giggled, a smile spreading across his lips.
"Pregnant people, what are you going to do about them?"))
A/N: So, basically I found this while roaming around in my computer. Thought I'd post it up because this actually happened to me xD I had baby birds (who I said were my babies!) and my step sister and her rambunctious friends were playing tennis by the tree! Scared me have to death! I thought they would've killed my babies!