After putting his costume away and getting into normal clothing, Tad came back downstairs where his mother and Claire were sitting at the table, eating their own breakfasts. As he walked into the kitchen, he grabbed a plate from the cabinet and scooped some eggs from the frying pan and put them on his plate.
"No bacon?" Tad asked.
"Sorry honey, no bacon," Jen responded. "We're fresh out. When I go to the store later today, I'll be sure to pick some up."
Tad walked out of the kitchen and sat down at the table with his mom and Claire. "Thanks mom," he said happily. Without saying another word, he began to dig in happily. As the three of them were eating, a loud gunshot rang out through the air, causing Tad to jump in his seat and nearly fall out of it.
"What the...?" Jen said, getting up. Before she or anyone else could say anything, another gun shot rang out, and then another.
"What's going on?" Tad asked, noticing that the gunshots sounded fairly close by.
"I think that the police are fighting someone, or someone's fighting them," Claire guessed. "Until it's done and everyone's safe, I don't think anyone should leave."