You sat down on the couch, watching tv with your kid, just some cartoons they loved. You had gotten so invested into the story that you forgot you had two kids and not just one singular twin.
And that kid was going through your room, pulling things out of your and your husband's drawers, playing with makeup, watches, all kinds of accessories you and him had. Basically anything you had was now on the ground, behind destroyed. And you were oblivious to it currently.
She opened one of your lipsticks, breaking it off and crushing the product into a paste, rubbing the color onto herself and your floor...your carpeted floor, the gray carpet.
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You got up from the couch, stretching your arms over your head, looking around yourself, counting your kids, mentally panicking when you only counted one.
"Where did your sister go?"
She shrugged and waddled out of the room, going to her own.
You took note of where that kid went, searching around your house in a hurry. All the things that could have gone wrong were playing through your mind.
"What are you looking for?"
You stopped in your tracks, standing straight up, you hadn't noticed that König had gotten home, his hood lifted up over his face but still on his head, covering most of his forehead.
"Maddie. She's somewhere."
You went back to looking, not expecting him to help you just yet.
"I'll help you once I put my bags down."
You nodded, listing to his footsteps go towards your bedroom.
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"Maddie!"
Not even a few seconds later you heard him shout the kids name, you hurried over to see what was up.
Your jaw was hypothetically on the floor, all of your expensive products were either in the carpet, on your dresser or on herself.
You wanted to cry, all of your money now down the drain, you wished you didn't see this.
The girl seemed startled, looking up at her dad like she was innocent to all that was in front of her.
"Hi daddy!"
She smiled but she didn't get one back.
"Maddie, get up and go wash. I want you back in here in 15 to clean all of this up. And forget about your allowance, that is going to your mom. You know how much she spends on all that you just destroyed?"
The girl was stunned, tears welling up in her eyes, the thought of having no allowance for the next few months must have really fucked with her.
"But daddy! I'm sorry!"
She yelled, hitting the floor which only got more color onto it.
"Stop. Get moving."
She crossed her arms in protest, a big pout on her colorful face. König also crossed his arms, leaning against the doorframe, he knew he could out wait her, it was just a matter of time till she did what he told her.
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"Thinking about doing what I told you? The longer you wait the harder it will be to get all of that out of the carpet."
"I'm not doing it."
"We're staying here all day then."
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You placed dinner on the table, it had been about 3 hours since the start of the waiting game, you knew your daughter was stubborn but this was another level of stubborn, but you knew your husband could break her attitude.
Makayla, on the other hand, she was sitting quietly eating her dinner. She must have known that going to her sister right now would cause a lot more trouble. So she stayed out of it.
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"Maddie, go clean and eat dinner. Do you hear me?"
König picked her up by the back of her shirt, away from him like a baby cat. The girl was getting too tired to fight him, allowing him to carry her in such a way.
He dropped her off in the bathroom, standing outside for her to finish up. Once she was out he lead her to the dining room, eating the dinner you put out for the both of them, it was still warm, he was so glad she didn't decide to fight back. He hated cold dinner.
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"Move your hand towards the brush, close your hand around the handle, use your strength to pick it up and dip it into the bucket of soapy water, you then have to move your now wet brush over the dirty spot."
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"Are you even listening to me?"
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"Keep scrubbing. It would have been a lot easier if you would have cleaned it the first time I told you."
"I'm tired daddy!"
"I'm tired too, it's very exhausting standing here and telling you what to do."
