Everything is not always as it seems

Magic flying carpet ride

At home, the boys, aside from my own, were all in Alex's room, redoing her room, putting up flowery wallpaper, and dad was still thinking of her as a little girl. Glue was everywhere, and Alex was about to ruin everything. She didn't know they were doing that and had already decided that she wanted pink fur on her walls instead, and that she'd turned into a kiss up as daddy's little princess to make him make him and the boys switch the wall paper to the kind that she wanted, since the flowers were too little for her.

Justin was complaining because dad had promised him that once they were done with Alex's room, they could redo his room. And then Alex decided that our brother was right, that if he had this wall paper in his room it would tie the action figures and the water stain from the roof all together with having girly flower wallpaper in his room. Alex and I (outfit 59) had gone down to the basement to grab a rug for her room, and our brother's came up covered in pink fur after finishing Alex's room.

Justin (our Justin) decided he didn't like the way his room was and that it was time to make it a "man's" room and that he needed posters of hot girls on motorcycles hung up in it, and Tears of Blood posters of his favorite band also put up in it, not the flower wall paper that they just switched from Alex's room. That Alex said if Justin really wanted something in his room to go down to the basement and grab dad's baseball glove chair.

And then a bunch of other stuff got brought up from the basement and that it turns out that rug we'd found wasn't really a real rug turns out it was a magic flying carpet and we'd be able to see a whole new world flying on it. And that it wasn't like we had been giving people rides on it, that Max was the only one.

And that Alex wanted to learn how to fly it and when dad said no it was like crazy day, and then she gave him the puppy dog eyes, and asked for one good reason why not, then dad let slip he'd taught Justin how to fly when he was younger, and Alex asked how old, dad said 18, but Justin was only 16, and after making him feel guilty he promised he'd take Alex out for a lesson tomorrow morning.

And if Alex was learning how he might as well teach me and my friends how to now too. Thank you daddy. Thanks dad. Thanks Mr. Russo. Yeah, yeah good night. But its only 4pm? Goodnight, he repeated. And come the next day, we got up and ready (outfit 15)for everyone's lesson. We got on the carpet, stretching it out long enough without damage to all go and switch off the driving, being reminded the rules of driving in the sky.

It was kind of like driving a car, but we all were still too young for that. But that went south real quick, dad's directions were too hard to follow, but Jack didn't need to know how to fly a carpet he knew some kind of spell or something to make the wind take him where he wanted to be, and Justin couldn't wait to be old enough to learn how to drive, as for myself, any transportation is fine. As long as we don't get caught doing it.

Dad said that the only way to learn was by doing not teaching, but none of us were ready for this, and we were all freaking out, but at least we were freaking out together. And when we got back, Alex wasn't talking to him, he wasn't talking to her, my friends stood awkwardly in the living room while she dragged me with her, and that maybe dad wasn't mad about the flying but that Alex is growing up, and can't stay his little princess forever, that she's too young for this that and the other, and she doesn't want to be daddy's little princess anymore that he's never yelled at her like that, and couldn't think straight without his pudding, and that he's never gotten the chance to spend time with me since I got taken away and removed from people's memories.

And then we went to go into Justin's room to make him try and help us make dad try and teach us all again. And that we needed to make him have breakfast for dinner that, that's what dad loved the most, more than even us sometimes. But it didn't matter what we did, our dad still won't talk to her, and couldn't deal with me because I'm always with her. And then we came back to Justin's room, and he told us that dad still sees Alex as a little girl, and that he never got to spend time with me since I got taken away, and that if she wanted dad not to see her as a little girl anymore she would have to show him.

And then we got him to train us, that what was in it for him? Yeah, I mean we're your sisters, why are you doing this for us? Well I figure if I do something nice for you Alex, that you'll do something nice for me, as for Farrah, you're my sister, and I want to show you what love is like, since you've never had any, I never got to grow up with you, you're different than Alex, in many ways, but you're still my little sister. But I'm not helping your friends too.

That's fair, Justin can't wait to learn how to drive and Jack can get the wind to fly him places. Cool, so how about we get started. Hey, I'm gonna do something nice for you right now. What? Don't use your toothbrush tomorrow. Why? It's not really toothpaste on there. Once we get out there, the caret stretches again, while we take turns driving it, and Justin is a lot easier to listen to while teaching us, he doesn't freak out like dad was, and he took things slower, and didn't yell at us for messing up, and told us that it was hard for him too, but he'd never been daddy's little favorite anything.

That we were doing great and then we passed over the baseball stadium and caught the ball. And that when we try again with dad we'll know what we're doing. And then when we did go on another fly, we didn't tell dad we practiced we kept our mouth shut, we were just working hard, and dad was so impressed with us when we got back. That Justin loves his new man's room, and we apparently also have a flying broom. That we'd been gone for over and hour, and now everything was back to the way it was.

Well, in some ways. Everyone apologized for last time, and that Alex didn't want to grow up she just wanted to know how to fly, and that she also wanted her own credit card so that she could stop asking people for money, and dad said they'd talk about that later. Justin asked how the flight went, dad said it went great and that he thanked Justin for whatever he did, but Justin said he didn't do anything. That's funny because dad was watching the Mets game last night, and that the ball went up, and never came back down and asked Justin to explain himself. But no, he didn't want to explain what happened, and he ran off, but dad was so happy. And my friends were so proud.