Chris nodded at Jack. "Understandable." he turned to Alex. "Last time I checked, my son was a virgin." Alex's face flushed a deep red. "That wall looks interesting..."
Alex snatched the hat from his boyfriend and reached inside the center of his hat, pulling out a stereotypical French mustache. He put it on, and then the hat. He glamorously turned around. "Ohonhonhonhonhon!~"
"What's with all the stereotypical people in your family? I guess since you grew up with it, your best friend is as well." Jack sat back and realized how much of a Canadian stereotype he was.
"Alex actually grew up in London, though he was born in France--SHIT-ASS! The twins kicked me again!" Somehow, a small smile creeped onto her face. "Hm,"
"Oh, hehe.. Sorry.." A Harry potter-patter of rain could be heard from outside. "Oh, brother, look at the weather! Extroidanary, is it not?" "Indeed! I love the rain!"
Evelyn's pupils shrank and her eyes widened as the thunder boomed. "I-i-I-I-I-I-I--" Simon sat on Evelyn's legs and held her shoulders. "Alex, go get my dad." The Frenchman nodded and scurried off.
Jack scooted closer to Evelyn and held her hand a little tighter. He felt her shaking underneath his shaking, and tried to calm himself. He used his thumb to rub her hand, in an attempt to comfort her.
The doctor from before walked in. "Ahem, I do hope I'm interrupting. Well, Evelyn can go now. Take care of that excuse for an eye. And the paperwork has been filled out by Chris."
Alex walked in, shoving the doctor in with him, slamming the door behind him. Alex's dark aura had returned. "I just knew I recognized you, Dr. Dan." Evelyn and Simon's gaze snapped into the doctor's direction. "Yes, yes, it's me!" Dan sarcastically retorted. He pulled a jackknife from his lab coat, smiling at the weapon.
Evelyn wriggled out of her brother's grasp and tore all the cords out, smirking. Simon stood up, Evelyn doing the same. Alex smiled, showing off his pea-blood-stained teeth. "Wouldn't it be strange to kill him out in the open?~"