baby slider with 🗡A KNIFE
(You have given a tiny child a sharp knife!!!! Nice!!!!! Hee hee)
Slider's eyes are wide as he looks down at the shiney blade with a red handle. Gently picking it up he held it out in front of him like a sword.
"Dad, Pops, look! I'm like one of those knights from Happily Ever After!" He jabbed at an imaginary enemy in front of him with glee.
"Where in Cyberspace did he get a knife?!" Coop asked his partner as he scrambled after his son in hope of stopping any accidents.
"How should I know?! Besides it's not like he's going to actually stab someone with it." Hacker scoffed trying to ignore the situation.
"He's six! He shouldn't play with knives, and what- oh my gosh." At this Hacker turned and groaned pinching his face.
Slider was looking at the two of them with a guilty look while on the verge of tears, the knife having somehow slipped through his hands and was now sticking out of his shoe and most likely foot.
"Put him on the table, I'll get my kit." Hacker sighed before pointing at Slider. "And no more sharp objects for you!"
Slider nodded solemnly with a sniff as he watched his dad get to work, holding onto his Pop's hands and refusing to let go even after it was fixed.











