Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20180525150536

The night drapes the land in its blanket once more. Your Hellhound daughter is in the living room playing with her toys and your son is supposedly in his room grounded (your wife was human when you married her and your son was born before she was monsterized). Your Hellhound wife strolls up to you and pecks you on the cheek. "Have you called the sitter?" she asks. You tell her that she was on her way and at that moment there's a knock on the door. It's open to reveal the sitter standing there.

She's welcomed in and your wife gives her the rundown. Once she takes a seat next to your daughter your wife asks you, "Ready?"

You nod and the two of you leave the house. The both of you proceed to a cliff that overlooks the forest where you two had your first date. Next to the forest was the cemetary.

As you two stare up at the stars and reminisce about old times your nostalgia trip is interrupted by the sound of an engine running. A peek over shows you a small tank made from scrap that is approaching the gate of the cemetary. Three Hellhounds that happen to be hanging out in the place of death approach the tank when a water balloon shoots out of its cannon and scores a direct hit on one of them, knocking her off of her feet.

The fiery trio are quick to swarm the tank. One of them works to bend the turret upward while another hops on top of the tank and tears open the hatch. She reaches in and pulls out a struggling figure who is none other than...your son!

"Unhand me you brute! You girls have plagued this graveyard for far too long, and I'm clearing you out!" he announces as he takes out a water pistol and fires a stream into the torso of the one holding him who just gives him an incredulous glare.

"What the hell is he up to down there!?" your wife snaps softly.

WWYD? 