25
INTERLUDE
He was waiting for the man to come. The man's name? That wasn't very important to him. He doesn't have to care about lower status names. Unless they are growing dangers.
As it seems, the Fabulous Killjoys had become more 'fabulous', as it seems they took pride in being called. There was nothing fabulous about being rats.
It seems that he felt the need to dispose of them. As he sat in his chair, hand on his chin, he thought about the quickest and easiest way to exterminate them.
The man knocked on the door and stepped in, shutting it behind him. He had small, rectangular glasses perched on the middle of his nose. He looked small and almost nervous as he stood in front of him.
"They have been located, sir," the man said. He smiled and leaned forward in his chair.
"Send in the aircrafts," he said calmly, "Destroy their meeting place as they are in it."
There was no need for the man to argue, and with his given instructions, he sent out the commands right away.
This could possibly be the easiest way he had ever gotten rid of pests.
That's it for now. You must wait for more. Mwa ha ha.