On The Run

Pictures

A 14 year old Paintbrush hid behind the leather couch in it's living room as it's parents were fighting with each other. They had been throwing things at each other like vases, some of Paintbrushes old toys, and it's dad even threw an old Mii remote at his wife.

Paintbrush didn't know what exactly to do, except sit there. They were fighting because neither of them knew what gender Paintbrush was, after even 14 years. Painty's mom thought it was a girl, because it just seemed fitting when she tried to put make up on it when they went to events, even though it's dad didn't approve of it.

Painty's dad thought it was a boy, because of the way it played basketball with him. According to him, it was a pro at making free throws. This argument was a problem ever since Paintbrush was born. The doctors couldn't tell, no matter what they tried. So they just called it, well, 'it' when they referred to Paintbrush.

"YOU KNOW WHAT? I can't believe I didn't think of this before! No one in our entire family has ever not been straight, so let's ask Paintbrush which person it would rather go out with. We could hold up a picture of a girl and a picture of a guy, then it will be settled!" Paintbrush's mom exclaimed, thinking this was a fool proof plan. Paintbrush's dad smacked his head, agreeing with her for once. "Of course! It has to work!"

They ran upstairs to find pictures of a girl and a guy outside of the family. Suddenly, they came back pushing and shoving each other down the stairs, betting each other money who would would win. They ran up to Paintbrush, who was now sitting on the couch. It's dad started. "Ok, Painty. We will finally end this feud of ours with these two pictures." They held up the two covered up pictures to its face and smirked.

"Now, Painty GIRL, who would you rather date? This one?" It's mom unraveled the first picture of a young 14 year old boy. "Or this one?" It's dad uncovered the other, which was a 14 year old girl. Paintbrush looked between the two squinting. It suddenly lifted its arm, then stopped and lifted it's other arm as well. Suddenly, it's 2 index fingers landed on both pictures. "Both. No competition."

Both parents looked at each other and screamed at the same time, "HA! IN YOUR FA- wait, WHAT?" Painty's mom let out a small laugh, "Paintbrush, no. Choose one! Not both, silly! Now, let's try this again, sweetie. Which one would you rather date?"

With no thought at all, Paintbrush answered, "I told you, mom, both. There is no competition. I'd go out with both, I can't choose between them." It's dad stomped on the floor as hard as he can. "NO. NO NO NO NO NO. GEEZLE PETES, PAINTBRUSH CHOOSE ONE NOW!!" Paintbrush got up in front of its dad a screamed, "I GAVE YOU YOUR ANSWER, BOTH!"

Suddenly, it's dad yelled back, "I CANT HAVE THAT IN MY HOUSEHOLD. YOU ARE OUT OF HERE IF YOU CANT CHOOSE RIGHT NOW."

"I FLIPPING TOLD YOU, I CA-"
"YOU HAVE 3 SECONDS MISTER-" "MS."
"SHUT YOUR TRAP, PAINT BOTTLE. 3..."

Paintbrush gasped and started to slowly walk away from them. "..2.." Then it started to walk away faster down the stairs, still walking backwards, watching its dad's anger. "...1.... TIME'S UP, PAINTBRUSH! GET OUT OF HERE. YOUR NEVER ALOUD IN HERE EVER AGAIN!"

He ran after Paintbrush, and it was scared to death as he ran away and screamed, "THIS IS THE MOST UNFAIR THING EVER, DAD. I GAVE YOU MY ANSWER, JUST TAKE IT." "NO!" He grabbed Paintbrush by it's sides and stormed off towards the door with it.

"DAD STOP PLEASE!" "NO." He unlocked and opened the front door and stomped down the concrete stairs. He threw Paintbrush into the grass and before slamming the door yelled,

"NOW SCRAM! YOU ARENT WELCOME HERE ANYMORE! YOURE A DISAPPOINTMENT." The door slammed with a loud boom the echoed around the neighborhood.

(A/N: I wanted to try something a bit different! Tell me if I should continue in the comments, or tell me if this is really stupid. It probably is XD)