*flash fic for Chuck Wendig's challenge. ACCEPTED :D*
"YO. Big Sis, what's a Gintama? You keep saying it." Two brown eyes glared up at me. Justin's only seven, but right now he's probably questioning my intelligence. Probably thinking I make up half the words I say. Really. This little demon had a damn dictionary in his worn-out backpack as if it's God's last treasure in the no-man's land.
Did ending the world make kids want to be smarter - or was I just not paying attention? A dictionary. Jeez. Oh, right, he said something. "Uh, it's an anime. Best one ever. We should see it - even you'll laugh your ass off."
"Stupid. There are no televis
