So last night I figured I'd at least give the appearance that Bucky's little ruse was legit. I waited until dusk when it's real easy for me to go practically invisible and I sauntered on down to the end of the street where he's doing his reconnoitering.
Bloody cold it is in this here part of the world. I don't know how these monkey boys and girls do it. Of course we got some right frigid locations in detention too. These humans think it's all a stinking lava hole, but when you need to have tortures for every sort of human you need to have all sorts of weather. I hear the worst soul sucking, brain draining, hope destroying environment the boys in engineering set up exactly mimics the weather of London. Just the thought gives me the willies.
So when I get down to the end of the street I slides into the woods and works my way around the back of the house. I climbed up a tree and found a nice little cozy spot to watch these here Kellermans. This was Bucky's first big revelation... their names.
This thing is something's not quite right. I can't put me finger on it, but this family is just too perfect to be true. Something's turning around in me gut and got me intuition all up in a tizy. Me and Bucky was trying to pull the wool over old Tres's blood shot eyes, but now I'm beginning to wonder if there isn't some kind of connection between this family and the Administration.
I'm going to be given old Bucky a hand with this lot.
- Aimless
