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Stan sat at his desk as Deputy Director Bullock walked by.
"Smith, I see your area is nice and tidy. I'd expect nothing less from you." Bullock's voice was stern.
"And you'd receive it, sir. How would you like to join my wife and I for dinner tonight?"
"Of course. I haven't been out of the house much lately."
"Well, you're welcome any time, sir." Stan was hoping to receive a promotion at the CIA soon. This might push Bullock over the edge.
That night, Stan was in a frenzy. "Francine, clean the kitchen. Hayley, set the table. Roger, stay upstairs and watch for Bullock. Steve, help your sister. If this house isn't spotless, I'll surely lose my chances of ever getting a promotion. So do it right!"
Roger sauntered upstairs to his attic. Stan was such a heartless jerk. Why had he saved his life in the first place? The one thing Roger did know was that he'd never save anyone's life again. It only brought him misery.
Steve wanted his dad to get the promotion. That way his dad wouldn't be home as much to try to make him better. Steve just wanted some peace and quiet, maybe to do some homework, or hang out with his friends. It's not that he hated his dad, he just didn't like how Stan treated him.
Hayley hoped everything would go wrong, but she said nothing. She didn't want her dad to get the promotion. She knew he would just become more power hungry and in-your-face to her. To her, Stan was just another filthy conservative fascist who wanted nothing but power and war. If he got more power, he'd be more of a jerk then ever.
Francine loved Stan, no matter what. He made mistakes and he was a little controlling at times, but she still loved him. She did whatever she could to make him happy. Helping prepare this dinner for Deputy Director Bullock was very important to Stan, so she did. She wanted so dearly for him to get his promotion. It would make him happy. When Stan was happy, Francine was happy.
Stan carefully eyed his family, with the exclusion of Roger, as they did their assigned jobs. So far, everything was going according to plan. He hoped to high Heaven that nothing would go wrong. If it did, his chances at a promotion would be gone forever.