It was 2AM, you were awoken by the TV playing. Stumbling, you went downstairs, only to find Pentious on the floor watching a war documentary, reenacting the violent recording with his toys. You sighed, walking over, watching him for a bit before deciding to act. "Duck and cover!! Watch your heads, soldiers-!" You tapped his shoulder. "Mm-!" Turning around, Pentious drooped his hood, trying to look innocent. "Hi, bubba.."