Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-32558333-20180407005659/@comment-28718853-20180802012917

Jacques recoils in shock as I stare at him in silent surprise from the doorway.

"M-Mom! I was just...I just..." he begins, but he sighs, realizing that it was pointless to try to lie his way out of this situation. "I was just curious," he utters with his head hanging low.

I don't say anything as I was neither angry nor upset just...surprised. Jacques lifts his head to meet my gaze and says, "I know the Order hates people like you because you're monsters but...you ladies never kill anybody. I never understood what their deal was and I saw this guy at the library handing out these books."

He holds up the book of the Order in full view of me and adds after slightly choking up, "I was just curious and I got one for myself."

Jacques tries to speak some more, but he has trouble and I can see tears forming under his eyes. At this point I decide that it's time to act. I take a seat next to him and wrap a fluffy paw around his shoulder. A bright smile forms on my face and I say, "Well Jacques, there are people who have different views of us mamono. Some are friendly, others are neutral, some have negative opinions about us but otherwise keep to themselves and don't make a fuss about it, and then you have people who take it to the extreme like the Order and the Radicals."

My son sniffles and sets the book into his lap. He looks to me and asks, "Why do they do it though? Why do they want to hurt you?"

I take a moment to think his question over and attempt to formulate a response in a way that he could understand. "That's just how they are Jacques. They've always had a longstanding hatred of mamono," I reply.

"But doesn't that bother you Mom?" Jacques asks, placing a concerned hand on my leg, "Knowing that there's always someone out there who wants to hurt you?"

A chuckle escapes me and I answer, "Yup, but it doesn't bother me one bit! Do you know why?"

"Uhhh...why?" he asks me.

"Because I'm always having fun out there! I'm not going to let the hateful views of a group stop me, and they shouldn't stop you either!" I say as I playfully jab my finger into his torso. This gets a heartwarming chuckle out of my son who actually appears to be lightening up.

With a simple tug, I pull my son into me, my fluff warming him up and say, "And you want to hear some trivia? Monsters weren't always the love-seeking heroines you see today!"

Jacques appears amazed and asks, "Really!?"

I nod and proudly reply, "Yuppers! Heck, if I was born during the days of the Old Demon Lord I would have been a horrible monster who stalked the snowlands and ate people who got close to me.  My kind had the nickname, 'The Abominable Snowman' back then!"

Jacques gazes forward as if he had just had an epiphany and says, "Jeez! Glad we live in this era!"

"As am I! I'm glad I can give you and your sister the greatest hugs in the world!  Now come here!" I exclaim.

We both embrace in a deep caring hug, my son knowing how much I loved him.

After our moment of sweet tender love I take him down to the dining room. "We were just having a little chat," I explain to my husband Chris as I sit down at the dinner table.

Two hours later dinner has ended and I kiss the family goodnight. Normally I would be sleeping in bed with my husband, but I had some business to attend to tonight. I exit my house and proceed across the street to the home of my neighbors.

Three seconds after knocking the Mindflayer Amy answers in a light purple nightgown. She gives me a slightly peeved look for having to answer the door so late before settling into a smile and asking, "What do you need Georgette?"

"Hi Amy. Sorry for waking you up so late but there is a problem that I fear could grow.  See, my son recently got an Order Bible from this man that he claims is handing them out at the library.  I don't really care for the Order, but I also don't want the local youth getting the wrong idea should they ever get the chance to read them.  If you could be a gal pal and deal with him quickly, I would greatly appreciate it," I whisper to her.

Amy seemed unfazed, presumably due to her tired appearance, but I could see a tiny smirk form under her face. "Have a good night Georgette," she says as she closes the door.

"Night," I say as I head back to my house with a reassuring smile. Considering Amy's abilities and the fact that she is single, I was confident that it was only a matter of time before the Order crier was dealt with.