Clearly his idea to get their attention away from the ball had worked. The kids were now much more focused on snacks than they were the toy, the pair bouncing around excitedly as they tried to follow the tall man to the cafeteria. Even he had to admit that sometimes kids were pretty easy to fool, granted he didn't realize his work would be cut out for him with watching Callahan. He hadn't heard the rumors around the little boy. He had no idea the troubles other caretakers had had with the boy. He'd be learning very soon however. No one had ever stood up to the little boy.<br/><br/>He had chuckled as Callahan said he wanted ice cream, not expecting the boy to actually go and get it himself, well mostly himself. He looked away for one minute to see what the options were today and in that moment Cal was gone. He looked back and noticed the boy was missing, immediately starting to worry. He'd lost the boss's son already. This wasn't good. What he hadn't expected was for the boy to return with a large bowl of ice cream. How in the world had he gotten that? A boy his size shouldn't be able to reach any of the things required for that.<br/><br/>While her father was confused and trying to process the whole thing Lynde was looking excitedly at her new friend and his prize. "Yes! Yes!" She squealed in excitement. The blonde haired girl had just managed to take the spoon and carve herself a small bit of one of the scoops when her dad finally made sense of what was going on. Ice cream was all well and good, but they couldn't be eating a big bowl like that for a snack. He could only imagine them bouncing off the walls from the amount of sugar. He'd never get them to take a nap, not to mention all the other reasons ice cream was not a suitable snack. Jurgen finally moved in, lifting the bowl away from the two young tykes and looking at them sternly.<br/><br/>"No, no. Lynde you know better. Ice cream is a dessert, not a snack. We can't be having this right now." He said, dumping the contents of the bowl in the trash. "Let's get you two some more appropriate snacks and maybe you can have a little bit of ice cream after dinner." He offered instead as a compromise.<br/><br/>Lynde was already feeling the loss of the sugar laden treat. It started with just a sniffle as he took the bowl to full on tears streaming down her face as the cold treat was wasted. She started sobbing, her hopes of the deliciousness dashed. "But papa!!" She whined between sniffles.<br/><br/>"No buts Lynde. We'll get something healthier to have." Her father countered, not prepared for the tantrum he was about to face. As Lynde mourned the loss of the ice cream her emotional state kicked into overdrive once more. It was minor at first, her sobs being just that, sobs. As she got herslef more worked up however small sparks started to run across her body, most sticking close to her skin and hair, but a few starting to arc off her as things began to heat up and that was only one of the two children. Jurgen had no idea no one had ever told Callahan no before.