the richardson residence ((hilary and amy lee; visitors allowed))

Hilary was on the couch folding some laundry as gospel music was playing in their house. One of the walls in the living room was covered entirely in crosses along with quotes from the Bible about salvation and shit like that. On the coffee table, a Bible was just sitting there along with the DVD for the movie October Baby sitting right by it since it was their children of God movie of the night.

Amy walked into the room, a new hang-up cross he had bought from Hobby Lobby under his arm. "Hey, beautiful babe of the Lord," he greeted his wife, walking into the room with a smile on his face, "I heard Hobby Lobby is a Christian company, so I decided to show them some support against those filthy liberals by buying this."

She looked at him and gave a huge smile saying, "Oh, baby, we can hang it up on our wall. We should also go to Chick Fil A for lunch one day. That'll show those liberal scum! We'll also have to buy the movie Heaven Is For Real too."

He nodded, "Yes! Don't forget that other one that came out this year, um...God is Not Dead, I think it was called. I heard my Jeho-Bros talking about it earlier."

"Yes! That one as well! We need to also buy lots of Duck Dynasty merchandise. That family is a true family of God. It's too bad our son won't follow God's words," she replied.

"We can change him," Amy reassured his wife, grabbing one of her hands gently. "With God on our side, all things are possible...think of this as a simple test of faith."

Hilary looked up the ceiling and said, "I'm sure we'll be able to since our God is a good god! He's making sure that we're loyal to his words! We must take him to church one day!"

"YES!" Amy exclaimed, beginning to speak in tongues and do the...God holy dance whatever thingy, "ACKBARRAH VIDIGUD!!!! DELIVER! DELIVER! PROTECT US! HAVANATARACKAH!!!"

She kneeled down and began praying, "Dear God, please bless our family and help guide our son, Ulysses Apollo Richardson, back to you. Satan had taken over our precious child and lead him to the dark side. Amen."

Amy began to cry suddenly, not over his son, but over the soap bar. He said a quick prayer for it, then his son. He liked soap a lot. He also liked his kid.

Sandy ran up to the door of the house, and landed several hard knocks on it. He was eager to break the news to his parents, though he was unsure of how they were going to take it. He was also unsure of how they would take his sudden arrival, as he hadn't seen either of them in quite some time, yet he quickly disregarded any such feelings as he waited for the door to open.

Hilary walked over to the door to see Sandy standing there. "Honey, look! Sandy came to visit us!"

amy sighed. he did not want to get up. he was pooping. "honey," he yelled, "can u please ge tt he door I Am Pooping"