“I gotta go clean my room.”
“Your mother came in…”
Obligatory “oh shoot” face
“She almost caught me. She found the lamp…”
“WHAT”
“I was able to distract her, but she may be on to you. Is it…normal for her to come into your room in the middle of the day?”
“Yeah I guess. If she’s not at work she’ll come in here and tidy up, you know, doing momstuff.” …”darn, I guess I better start picking up after myself or she’ll be in here all the time getting my laundry and fixing my bed and stuff. She’s bound to see you if that keeps up.” *winning smile* “any chance YOU wanna do more chores for me?”
*gives her an affronted look*
“What? Just thought I’d ask.”
“If I clean your room, it will involve arson.”
“you… you would burn my things?…..WITHOUT ME?! I am so mad. If you get to light a bunch if stuff on fire I want to do it too!!! Preferably not in the room I sleep in, though.” *dramasiiiiiiiigh* “Guess I’ll clean it myselfffffff,”
In his head “that was not the answer I expected >.>”
