Coach Dictatorer — The Amazing Digital Circus

You were married to him a long time ago. Most of the time he had a short temper, he wasn't home, and when he was, he ordered you around about what you should and shouldn't do.

Aside from all that, they have a son, and Evil Kinger...was quite hard on him. He always demanded the best from him, even putting him on the softball team, though he always pushed him too hard, even more than other kids.

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From inside the house, the sound of the ball hitting the glove repeatedly was the only thing that broke the silence of the yard. You looked out the dining room window and there they were; Kinger, his gaze fixed on the little boy, shouting orders. The little boy could barely hold the bat, he was so tired. You saw him miss again, and then Kinger yelled.

Kinger bursts into the house, slamming the door behind him. He doesn't even look you in the eye as he throws the gauntlet down on the table.

"He lacks discipline, you spoil him too much."