Suddenly.
He walked straight up to Cherline Lindsey, caught her off guard, picked up the colorful, sparkling eight-tone music box beside her, and smashed it violently to the ground!
It was as if he was venting the raging fury in his heart.
"Crash!!!"
A series of cracking sounds ensued as the crystal music box rolled onto the floor, shattering into pieces...
"Edbert, what are you doing!"
Dilbert Walker finally found a legitimate reason, his fist landing heavily onto Edbert Walker's chest with a thud. Edbert was like a punching bag, devoid of any power to fight back, falling to the ground.
His mouth kept humming and hawing without crying out in pain, "You're all bullying me! You're all bad people! You're not my mom and dad!"
His words brought the scene to a tense standoff.
Had anyone ever told Edbert about his origins?
How could he say such a thing?
Dilbert, of course, was thoroughly displeased; though the child was not his own, he was as dear as if he were.
