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misun - dad, my sink is clogged, what should i do?

dad - how badly is it clogged?

misun - it holds the water but it slowly drains and is empty again in like, a minute

dad - you're going to have to unclog it. take out the drain in the middle of the sink. then you're going to need something to stick in there and clear away whatever is in there

dad - do you want me to facetime you so i can help out?

misun - let me try it first and then i'll let you know?

dad - yes, please let me know what happens

Misun wrinkled her nose as she pulled the metal straw out of the drain, a whole bunch of slime coming out of it. "Oh I swear..." She grumbled, looking down the drain. "Dad?"

"Did you fix it?" Her father asked from the other side of the call.

"No. I think one of the boys poured slime down the drain." Misun looked down again, seeing the slime. "I think I should just call some plumbers or whatever they're called."

"Oh those boys." He chuckled, clicking on his computer. "I'll find you the number of who we used to go through and I'll send it to you."

"Thank you so much Dad." Misun sighed, walking to the kitchen to clean off the straw. "I love you."

"I love you more." He smiled. "Bye Honey."

"Bye." Misun smiled, putting her phone back in her pocket so she could clean the straw. "Boys!" She called out, Namjoon looking over from the living room. "Come on down to the living room."

"Oh no." Taehyung gasped, eyes wide as he looked over at Hoseok and Jimin. "She knows."

"Knows what?" Hoseok asked, trying to put Jimin's sock back on, but Jimin kept squirming around.

"That I'm using her hairbrush as a back scratch." Taehyung nibbled on his fingers, eyes wide. "Hoseok, what do I do?"

"You need to confess." Hoseok shook his head, standing up, pulling Jimin up as well. "You can't lie to her."

"I can't get punished!" Taehyung started to pace around the room, his hair disheveled, covering his right eye. "I refuse to face the court!" Taehyung's eyes lit up. "I'll blame it on Yoongi!"

"No-" Hoseok sighed, watching Taehyung run out of the room. "Jimin, please don't be a troublemaker like him."

Jimin giggled, holding Hoseok's hand tightly as they walked out of the room. "Maybe."

"What is it?" Jin sighed, walking into the living room, Namjoon still reading his book. "Whatever happened, it was either Yoongi or Taehyung."

"I have suspicions of you all." Misun sat next to Namjoon, wrapping her arm around his shoulders. "What are you reading?"

"A book about tigers." Namjoon smiled, showing Misun the front cover. "They're predators and can run up to 40 mph (60 kph) in short bursts."

"Oh wow." Misun raised her eyebrows, impressed with his retained information. "That's really fast."

"Not as fast as cheetahs though." Namjoon pushed his glasses up his nose, his eyes looking even bigger. "They can run up to 80 mph (129 kph)."

"Can you run that fast?" Misun teased, fixing his crooked glasses.

"No." Namjoon smiled, Misun ruffling his hair as the rest of the boys joined them in the living room. "Can you?"

"Never." Misun smiled, looking up at everyone else. "Alright boys-"