Father: *underneith the house in the hole she just sealed* Either I just went blind, or the light-bulb blinked out.
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Meanwhile, back in the past, Beauregard Parker Moppet is reassembeling a gun in the living room, when the door opens and his mother appears...
Mrs Moppet Senior: Bo...?
Parker: *snaps gun together* Yeah?
Mrs Moppet Senior: Are you ready for this?
Parker: *bitterly* Always.
Mrs Moppet Senior: Good. She'll dbe back to her dorm at the school by 20:00 hours. Meet her there, and get the job done.
Parker: *shoves gun into ankle holster* Easy.
Mrs Moppet Senior: Bo? If you can do this...I'll be very proud of you. Here, take this. *handing him a perfectly crafted blade with an ornate handle* You may need it.
Parker: Nice. *tosses it from hand to hand, testing the weight, then misses, accidently letting it drop with a thump onto the floor boards, which sound hollow* Hey...do we have a basement?
Mrs Moppet Senior: *freezes* We have...a...neclear bunker...with enough warheads to blow half the continent to China...but that's not worth worrying your little head about.