#task 117

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C/S Task 117

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TASK 15 - The Bloodbath

Atticus could always feel his gut wrench horribly during the countdown, although that would not stop him from enjoying his pancakes in the morning. Nothing would ever stop him from having his favorite breakfast, there were few things that got between him and his beloved morning food. He felt bad for the kids from nine this year, even with two mentors he couldn’t help but fear that they were unprepared and probably going to die early on. However, only in time would they be able to tell if his kids had any shot in getting out.

“3… 2… 1… Bang!” the kids all took off towards the christmas tree, Atticus then shoveled a bunch of pancake into his mouth as blood started to splatter on the snow, he ignored the look of horror he was getting from his wife and Millo who could not imagine eating while they watched the bloodbath. Atticus’ eyes followed a few different kids in screen but mostly his own tributes, although the hope in his eyes soon faded as both had been killed off and he simply went back to enjoying his breakfast.

“Well that went as well as expected.” he said simply and his wife looked to him with a a small glare and a huff.

“It’s not like I didn’t try! They wouldn’t listen… not everyone is a Millo or an Atticus my dear!” he argued as his fork then hit the plate and the surface had been polished.