Poco chittered, clapping his hands to get Kharon’s attention. Kharon put the scroll down, then pivoted. “Pow,” he said as he pretended to shoot Poco with a finger gun. There was a long pause as they stared at each other. Poco slumped over like he was dead. Three seconds later, he popped up and screamed, gray fur sticking out in all directions, as he aimed two finger guns back. Kharon slumped back with his eyes closed, tongue out. Poco chittered with excitement. They high-fived each other, then proceeded to play the “shooting” game no less than a dozen times.
