THE INTROVERT A WILLY NILLY STORY

Chapter5 ()

(The house is thoroughly arranged, Mrs dikrol is cleaning the dinning table, Mr dikrol is fixing an opening on the front door, as timon walks down the stairs in his uniform. he looks around with a smile)

Voice of protagonist: it was a new day. not just because it was another day, but also, grandma was coming after a long long time. mom and dad didn't wanna give her any reason to complain so they focused on making the house perfect. but, I wasn't to be around during the nervous moment and that gave me so much joy

(Timon opens his backpack and puts his launch in)

Timon: bye mom, bye dad. (hangs his bag, heads for the door)

Mr dikrol: (drilling nails into a wood) bye kiddo

Mrs dikrol: (stops cleaning) hey, timon

(Timon stops and looks at her)

Mrs dikrol: did you remember to get your room all cleaned up today?

Timon: yes...

Mrs dikrol: (relieved, looks up) oh thank God

Timon: but it slipped my mind later on

Mrs dikrol: (looks at him) what?!

Mr dikrol: ha. oh he got you for a sec there

(Mrs dikrol frowns at Mr dikrol)

Mr dikrol: (to timon) listen to your mother timon

Mrs dikrol: (to timon) your gonna have to do it right now

Timon: but mom, am gonna be late for school

Voice of protagonist: I Know, you probably got a little surprised there. I was just excited to work on the article with Camila

Mrs dikrol: huh, so now your worried about going to school late? when did you start getting worked up about that?

Timon: I worry, I don't just show it

Mrs dikrol: (sighs) you just wanna get away from work

Timon: no. I promise I'll do it when I get back

Mrs dikrol: and your grandma?

Timon: she won't have to go in there

Mrs dikrol: ok. just get home on time, don't spend a second after school is over

Timon: yes mom (walks out the door)

Mrs dikrol: (looks at Mr dikrol) really?!

Mr dikrol: what? it was a little bit funny, he ain't done with a sentence, and you went all...(waves his hands vigorously, changes his voice in an annoying manner) oh thank God

Mrs dikrol: em, excuse me, I didn't wave my hands like that and my voice definitely didn't sound like that

Mr dikrol: (smiles) yes it did

Mrs dikrol: no it didn't

(Mr dikrol chuckles and continues drilling the nails)

Mrs dikrol: you know what? I hope that nail pierces through your palm

Mr dikrol: whoa. (looks at her) you sure you want that, I mean someone's gotta tap that ass when you want it

Mrs dikrol: hm, I doubt you'll get that chance

Voice of protagonist: While mom and dad were doing the cleaning and the arguing, I was in class

(Timon sits on his desk, looking around. majority of the students are working on their article with their group mates)