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BANG!

Sam moved forward and tapped on The Geek’s elbow, adjusting her arm.

“Try aiming a little more to the left this time, Geek.“ he said, relaxing back into his chair. 

The 12 year old pulled away from the borrowed gun, a skeptical look on her face. “Why do I need to learn this again? You guys are the freelance police, not me.”

Max wobbled, his balance on the bowling ball a little iffy. None of the bullets had hit the apple so far, the majority of them lodged in the wall behind him.

“In case someone kidnaps you and holds you for ransom against us, of course!“ the lagomorph exclaimed as The Geek rolled her eyes.

“Right you are lil pal," Sam nodded, “Ok, don’t scream this time.“

“What if he actually gets hurt...“ The Geek asked.

“Awww, don’t worry. Max’s a tenacious little bunny, he always bounces back.“

Max gave her a thumbs up. “FIRE AWAY, GEEK!!”

Taking a deep breath, she raised Max’s gun and adjusted her position before-

BANG!

“YIPE!“

The bowling ball violently rolled forward as the rabbit lost his footing, head slamming against the bullet ridden wall, unscathed apple bouncing across the wooden floor and under one of the filing cabinets.

“Max!!“ The Geek dropped the still loaded gun and ran over to the other.

“Woah there!“ Sam exclaimed, just barely managing to catch the gun before it hit the floor.

“Max, are you okay?“ she asked, hands hovering. The lagomorph slowly sat up and felt along his left ear, tugging it down to inspect the new hole.

“Heeeeyyyyy! A new piercing!“ His usual sharp smile widened as he clasped his hands together and squinted his eyes in elation. “Thanks, Geek!“

She sighed. “Well at least you seem fine.”

“Ow.“

“Don’t pick at it!“ The Geek said, swatting at his hand. Sam was already rummaging through his desk and some of the file cabinets. 

“Wanna help me look for one of his old earrings, kiddo?“

“Oooohh, the stud kind, like me?“ Max asked, hands on his cheeks and batting his lashes.

Sam chuckled, tossing another folder behind him while continuing his search. “Close, but no, bonehead. I was thinking more like one of the huggies or plugs, if I can find them that is.”

Their daughter stood up and brushed some dust off her skirt. “I’m getting you a bandage.”

“Aww, no fair.“ Max pouted, crossing his arms. His cool new bullet piercing would heal over if she did that.

“It’ll have a Superfly pattern on it.“

“DEAL!!“ he yelled, slamming his palms on the floor.

The Geek shook her and left, shooting lessons would have to wait for a bit.