So I get my work order and don'tcha know, it's the happiest family in Sunset Valley since the disaster hit. You'd think that just once, I'd draw an assignment for a real slimeball, the kind it's a pleasure to remove from circulation. But nooo; I get this really nice family! I mean, the guy's a freaking astronaut for catssake! The medals he receives get named after him!
One of the kids is a cop. Intends to bring law and order back to Sunset Valley and make the streets safe for elders and children. Brave, clean, reverent and all. Well, maybe not clean, but who is these days?
The younger kid's greasing for CEO at Doo Peas. Plans to reopen the shops, restore commerce, reestablish a sound and stable simolean and replace Vita Alto's invisible hand with Adam Smith's.
Then there's the wife; never a harsh word, always a pleasant smile, a class act all the way and still hot at 90. Even still blushes when the kids holler "Get a room, you two!" She's the one I'm supposed to take out.
So I figure I'll go in, get it done and get on out. Dirty job but someone's got to do it and all that. Wrong again! First the entire family starts muttering darkly about the stench of death. That's rich when none of them's seen the inside of a shower stall in half a century!
Then the cop kid coldcocks me! Even Nick Alto never *hit* me!
So I beat feet out of there and console myself with the upside that my visits usually serve as a wakeup call to the rest of the family.
And sure enough, the future CEO marries his high school sweetheart...
And fathers a son posthaste.
And the cop kid who's been stringing an entire rotation of girls along ever since high school marries his best friend. She has a kid on the way now. It's a girl, if you want to know.