"Remy,"
“According to my calculations, the more I train my telepathy with Aunt Ingrid, the more my ability advances to a greater level of badassery and wickedness. I’ll be able to invade someone’s mind without their consent and alter memories, thoughts, and that sweet taste of a scrumptious chocolate chip muffin. So, my dear little sister, if you don’t confess that you did eat MY scrumptious chocolate chip muffin, I will assault your mentality and make sure that the next time you eat a muffin, it tastes like puke!” Terry said with much gusto and clenched a fist as he cornered his sister in the kitchen.












