Crack, Guns, Sex, and Other Fun Things

[Zahzi]

"I understand." Jack replied, driving back to the home.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Jack. Am I a brat?" Valarie asked all of a sudden, looking toward him.  

[Zahzi]

"Not at all." Jack replied, looking over at her.
"Why do you ask?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Some kids at school today called Isaac and I rich, spoiled rotten, ungrateful, stupid brats. And a bunch of other things Isaac said I'm not allowed to say."  

[Zahzi]

"Oh really? Do you remember who..?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Some boys that in Isaac's class. I don't know their names." Valarie replied innocently, shrugging her shoulders.  

[Zahzi]

"I'll be sure to ask him." Jack replied, giving her a smile before looking back at the road.
"As I said, no. You're not a brat. If anything, you're the best kid I've ever dealt with."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"How many kids have you dealt with?"  

[Zahzi]

"Many, actually. I had this one assignment in a third-world country where we were to protect a civilian bunker. The children loved us."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Did you ever play with the kids?"  

[Zahzi]

"When they wouldn't leave me alone, yes."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Did they ever leave you alone?"  

[Zahzi]

"Nnnnnnnope."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"So you played all the time?"  

[Zahzi]

"Until they finally fell asleep."