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Meshed 1

Mondays, oh sweet sadistic Mondays! Why the hell should a dreadful day like you be in our lives anyway? You just bring rain and terror to our dreamy weekends. But do you know what's the best thing about Mondays? Monday afternoons. Yes, it's the beloved parade after the disastrous storm.

School dragged on as usual. Teachers were demonic beyond imagination. Mondays have different effects on people. Gym class was also on Monday. See why I really hate this day?  Got beaten like trash as usual in volleyball. My poor bones were broken to pieces! As you could guess, I ain't the most athletic person.It would've been better if Vien and Kate were there with me during lunch time but no, they had soccer and cheerleading practices between breaks. Damn the strange rituals of the physically enabled people! Sigh.

Well, anyways, I'm at home now, snugging myself on our couch and listening to Adele's angelic voice. My folks were out with Gabe, my 'lil sis for her cheerleading practice. How could we possibly be related? Then I heard thunder out of nowhere. Silly me, it was just my usually hungry stomach.

I stood up and headed to our reliable pantry. Unfortunately combining the word 'reliable' and 'pantry' don't mix well. It was only on special days that the pantry was full with delicious food. The reason? In our house, it was the competition of the hungry ones. Guess Dad or Gabe or worse, Mum ate the hell out of the pantry before me.

I sighed sadly then faced our beloved refrigerator. I prayed a silent prayer that our ice box would be a glutton's nirvana. And as usual, our ref never failed me once. It was filled with marvels!

I quickly grabbed a mug of condensed milk then drank it. I then spotted a box of cream beside it. Jackpot. Condensed milk + cream = a sweet yet non-diabetical drink.

The chocolate spread immediately appeared. I grabbed it and licked it clean.

Durian and Strawberry Jams were above them. I took the two jars then stopped, remembering my Mum's law of serving spoon. I took a spoon out of my pocket then spooned a handful of each flavors. See? when a person's hungry, he's always prepared.  Yum!

I twisted my head 180 degrees to the right then saw the perfect pair: tomato sauce and cheddar cheese. Oh God. These two blend so well together. I sipped the sauce then munched the cheese. This is good exercise, try it.

Tons of leftover cupcakes were waiting for me to eat them whole. I pitied the lonely chocolate and cheese cake cupcakes then did what they were destined for.

 From below, I could see the extra oatmeal made by my sis. Well, the fact that she left it there meant she didn't want it anymore. I mentally thanked my sister then swallowed it.

A bag of green peas caught my eyes. I ate them all in one gulp. These peas should feel proud, they were a big part of my all important diet.

And for my final act of food assassination, I grabbed a cold bottle of water then drank it for an eternity. No cups. I'm a big girl, I need no cups. I removed the bottle off my lips then I swore I heard my stomach giving me the thumbs up for a job well done. Thank you stomach for appreciating my hard work for you.

"Ave, honey, dinner's ready. Come and join us, sweetie," I heard a familiar voice behind me, I flinched then turned around. I swear, the hairs on my arms rose by a feet. My mum was standing there with her arms crossed, she was smiling sweetly but I knew what she was thinking : "Honey, dinner's ready, oh wait, you already had your dinner date with Mr. Refrigerator. Mind introducing him to us?" How long was she standing there?!

"Yay! Dinner!" I faked an enthusiastic shout then dashed to the dining room. Darth Vader should hire Mum to be his ally, she could make anyone bow down to their knees with her piercing glare.

Once I got there, Dad and Gabe were already munching down on their cheesy lasagnas. When the hell did they arrive? Note to self: have a timer if in front of the ice box. I then took my seat across Gabe.

"Got busted?" she asked with her mouth full of pasta.

"Obviously." I spooned a giant serving for myself then dug down. Mum went inside the room, still smiling devilishly at me. She took the remote and turned on the television nearby.

"Tsk, the trick to that, Avy," Dad started grandly, as if he was on one of his professional lectures. "is to bring all the food to the bathroom so that no one can stop you." He winked mischievously at us.

My sister and I looked at him for a moment then shouted, "Dad, that's genui-!"

"So that's why the food on our pantry's been vanishing bit by bit," my Mum cut our praise with a very sarcastic remark to Daddy. Poor him. Her eyes were like daggers, stabbing him straight to his intestines.

Dad raised his arms in defense. "Don't blame me, I am not the only culprit."  He then accusingly pointed his finger up and down at Gabe. Dad is really weak softie compared to Mum.

"Daddy! You blew me off!"

"I'm sorry, Gabie, I have to have someone go down with me. That's life, kid. Get used to it." Dad shrugged then continued chowing. We all laughed our heads off.

Yes, folks, that's the typical family dinner with the Hudsons. A mess but still very home-y.

We talked about what went on with our day. It was pretty good for all of us, considering it was a Monday. Then Mum suddenly increased the volume of the tv with the remote. A reporter who looked like Oprah was talking about the annual royal visits around the country. Apparently our town was next.

"Seems like the country's second prince decided to have a visit in this sleepy city."

"Isn't that rare, Adrienne?" Mum touched Dad's hand excitedly. "Royalty visiting here. Truly it'd be a big party on his arrival." Mum's a big event planner, so any grand party being held, she's always the one who planned it.

"And talk about a really long name. The prince's full name is His Royal Highness, Prince Raymonde Phillip Icarus Roberto Zander Jacob  Aaron" Gabe took one second to inhale then finished reading on the screen, "Karle."

I chuckled. "That's a really long name." I then took one long glance at the name flashing on the screen. Hmm, royalty, huh? This'll be chaotic for sure.