The gun (duh)

You simply agree and nod like mommy’s boy. In a matter of minutes you skim your quite messy room and finally see the gun peaking at you. It looks a little silly and less like a serious project and more like a china toy or something from the dollarstore. You **** a smile on your face nontheless „This is it. It maybe doesn’t look like much but it can..uh soothen a person if she is sad or nervous“. You didn’t know what kind of excuse for it you should pick and this by far wasn’t the smartest.

„Oh Sweetheart! This is fantastic. I am a little worked up and could use something like that. I’ve never been a lab rat!“ she grinned as pure enthusiasm overcomes her.

She has always been very supportive but she could never stoop sticking her nose into things not meant for her neither could she keep a secret. It would be the best to just get it over with. You point the gun at her, close your eyes and start imagining.