George looked at the bullet missing a head and asked Curly, "Is this the one?"
Curly looked, and yes, it was the bullet necklace her dad gave her, but why was a piece missing?
Curly looked at Sheehan, seeing him nibbling on his hand, then glanced at the bullet. She looked at her brother speechlessly, saying, "Sheehan, I won't call you Little Monster anymore, because I realize you are a Little Monster now.
Your teeth, are they the teeth of a Little Monster? You managed to bite off the bullet head..."
"Hehe..."
"And you're still laughing?"
Sheehan chuckled uncontrollably, drool trickling down the corners of his mouth. Curly skillfully wiped his mouth while Sheehan reached for her fingers to gnaw on.
"Ah... don't eat my fingers."
Curly was truly afraid of this brother.
"Hmph, if you misbehave, I'll have Mom spank you when she gets back!"
