dedmax has been looking up concerning things again! and he said he had ‘bullets’ which means he probably has a actual gun

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*Iooks at @dedmaxsearchhistory. Not judging or anything – he just wants to see what Max has to say about that.*

((due to annoying-ass circumstances I wasn’t able to respond to this right away, so the timing is kind of weird. Sorry

*he goes to say something but stops* …. yeah, i have no good explaination for this, uhhh….

As in…? Do you have bullets or not?

yyyes…?

And… do you have a gun for these bullets, Max?

*awkward glance away* y-yyyes…

*sighes* Max… it’s very dangerous for you to have a weapon like that. Where is it right now?

i-i know it is, but i know how to use and handle it..! and i-i don’t really remember when it is..

Max… you tell me you know how to handle it, but you don’t know where it is. That’s not handling it well at all. I want you to realize that.

i mean i know how to handle it when i actually have it! but Reid keeps taking it and hiding it..

I wonder why, Max. *he sighs again* Max… you must understand that a gun is really only good for one thing – shooting and killing something. Target shooting could be fun, yeah, but guns were made for hunting and war. It’s something that a kid should not have unsupervised operation of.

i kinda know..! i just-.. *he sighed and frowned, shoving his hand in his pockets and looking away* i-i’m sorry.. y-you’re right…

*nods* Thank you, Max. As soon as you know where that gun is, you get me, okay? For now… can you give me the ammunition?

…. *he pulls that box of ammo out of his pocket and hands it over.. the box feels abit light*

*Carlos opened the box and looked at the ammunition. He realized that some of the slots were empty.* Is there any more, Max?

.. no, that’s all i woke with *he glanced away, still frowning*

*Carlos frowns at this* You sure, Max? You absolutely sure? Is there any in the gun itself?

yeah, but i don’t know where the gun is..

Where’s Reid? We’ll ask him and I’ll get the gun locked up.

uhhh… he’s not… he shouldn’t be around people for abit…

… Uh, Max? Is this more reason that I should get the gun locked away? Because It’s starting to sound like it. Do you know what I mean?

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