One to One

So it turns out my head start was pretty much useless. The target was some little brat. My plan was FLAWLESS. Set fire to the kids house, kill the parents as they panic, and then kill the kid. Simple, straightforward, and would allow me to get back home by dinner time. Or rather it WOULD HAVE BEEN, IF THAT BAKER STREET BASTARD HAD NOT SHOWN UP AND MESSED WITH THE PLAN. Cameraman, or whatever the fuck his name is, got in while I was enacting phase one. So I come inside while the house is on fire and see him fighting the parents. So I give him a helping hand, killing dear old Dad for him. Fucking ingrate. In any case, the target kid escaped out a window. Somehow. I expected her to be cowering in the closet or under her bed. The Kid was CRYING. A sound I have gotten used to over the years. I swear, brats will cry at the ICE CREAM CLOWN giving them SUGARY TREATS. Makes me wonder why any of us bother trying to entertain these little dumbasses.
So one shanking later, Camerafucktard shows back up and tries to KILL ME. Being the badass that I am, I easily held him off with my superior stabbing abilities and sent him running with a whiff of my posie. Acid Flowers never get old. I expect he bitched for a while to his boss and the clean up team. Fuck him. Morningstar didn't give a shit, why should I.
So now this means that Team Morganstar and The Baker Street Bitches are tied, one to one. Tiger and Jack won't fuck this up. I am sure of it. Oh and Recluse... Don't be upset that you didn't kill your target. We all have off days, you'll do better next time hun.