Extra Story #1
What Do You Want to be When You Grow Up?
Kikyou Zoldyck was lounging in a chair with several of her friends. She daintily sipped her glass of pink lemonade as she watched her son Illumi watch a movie with the other five-year-olds. The conversation buzzed around her as she enjoyed a few moments of peace. Since this was the conversation of overly-protective-and-loving-mothers, it inevitably turned towards their children.
"Well," said one of her friends, "I heard that it's important to stay involved in your child's life. You need to keep track of his friends, his interests, and especially his goals. I didn't do that with my first child, and look what happened."
Kikyou nodded sympathetically. If her only son were to leave her and go off to be an accountant she didn't know what she would do.
"I agree," said another. "It's important to know where your child wants to do with their life, in case you need to make any corrections." The rest of the mothers nodded sagely.
"Why don't we ask them now?" suggested the first mother. "It will be fun to see where our boys want to go." This was met by general noises of agreement. The mothers called to their offspring to come and line up in front of them. The first boy came up and stood before them.
"Now dear," said his mother. "Tell us what you want to be when you grow up."
"I wanna be a bomb designer." This answer was met with general approval. His mother glowed.
The next one came. His answer was: "I wanna be a dictator." The mothers applauded and gave compliments to his mother on raising such an ambitious boy.
So it went with answers of arsonist, executioner, blacklist hunter, and so on. Then came Illumi's turn.
Kikyou smiled. "There's no need to ask him what he wants. He wants to be an assassin just like his mommy. Isn't that right, dear?"
Illumi shook his head. "No Mommy. When I grow up, I wanna be Bambi!"
