Gotta Love Those Hyper Emo Kids

Chapter 7- Cinderella's Singing Mice

I laughed when my shot hit Frankie right in the face again and he started coughing. There was flour EVERYWHERE! I was going to be so dead if I didn’t have this all cleaned up by the time mom got home. (A.N.-How do you clean up flour anyway? Cause wouldn’t it get all clumpy like pancake mix and then wouldn’t you have giant wanna-be pancakes all over?)

            “Ha! Got you again sucker!” I yelled and ducked behind the counter. Frankie was on the other side and had the bag while I was stuck with using what was on the floor. I could’ve sworn I heard the door open and I froze.

            Oh shit.

            “Hey Kerry? You here?” I hear Dan ask. I look up at Frankie who has the bag of flour right over my head. He was probably going to dump it on me. Cheater.      

             Work with me I mouthed and pointed to the hall. He nodded and smirked giving me some flour. “Yeah Dan I’m in here,” I called and I heard him coming.

            I held up three fingers.

            “Cool so I was thinking-”

            Two fingers…

            “Maybe we could go out today? Maybe some Ice cream?”

            One finger…

            “What do you think?” He said right as he walked into the kitchen. “What the hell happened here-”?

            “FIRE!!!!!” I yelled and Frankie and I pelted him with flour.

            Poof!

            “You little shit heads!” He laughed and ran over to us. And the war began again.

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“Honestly you three! I’ve known how you can be at times but THIS?!” Mom gestured to the kitchen and then our flour caked clothes and bodies. Yes we were all in “time-out” because of what we did. I was standing at one corner of the kitchen, Frankie was leaning against the counter by my mom, but still away from me, and Dan was on the other side of the counter.

“You could’ve at least waited so I could join in on the fun.” She smiled slightly and shook her head. I honestly had the best Mom ever! “Go get clean you guys. I don’t want you all going home and you’re parents wondering if I’m a zookeeper or anything.” She smiled and walked into the living room. “Oh and when you’re all clean you can clean my kitchen,” she smirked.

Ah the good ones always have bad sides.

I ran out back and shook out my clothes along with Dan and Frankie then we all went and jumped into the neighbor’s pool. Don’t worry they aren’t home and I knew (hoped) the flour would dissolve by the time they got back from wherever they went. At least they took their little shit head of a dog with them. That little rat chased me up a tree when I was 14 and I know it was just a little dog and all but COME ON! Even the little ones have teeth and I wasn’t really looking forward to being bitten!

“Man I haven’t had this much fun since we went to see that gay ass movie about vampires or something like that!” Frankie said as we all cleaned the kitchen.

“Remember when Liz bought us balloons and we sucked the helium out and repeated the lines?” I laughed.

“Oh man and that couple in front of us were so pissed! That guy looked so funny with his-” Dan said.

“Hands on his hips and saying-” Frankie interrupted Dan.

“CAN’T YOU SEE I’M TRYING TO SCORE HERE!?” We all yelled and broke down laughing. We started scrubbing the floors again and I got a mental image of Cinderella scrubbing the floors and the mice singing.

“I want singing mice…” I muttered and Frankie and Dan, who were cleaning by me looked at me like I was on crack.

“Well that was random.” Frankie laughed.

“Um what was that about?” Dan asked while still scrubbing a cabinet. I explained my little dream of having singing mice like the ones in Cinderella and they looked at me strangely than started laughing. I chucked a sponge at them and it bounced off Frankie’s cheek and hit Dan on the head. They raised their arms to throw back but Mom called from the living room.

“Don’t you dare start another fight,” she warned.

“How does she do that?” I whisper to them and they shrug.

“You will learn when you have kids my daughter.” She says and I got creeped out. My mom can be so whack sometimes! It’s like she’s psychic!

We finished cleaning with no incident and the guys left. Dan gave me a kiss and told me he’d see me tomorrow. Hopefully not flour covered.

“Hey mom?” I asked and she looked up. “Thanks for being so cool about a lot of things…most of the time I don’t deserve how much you just accept…me.” That pretty much summed it up. My mom totally knew me and could deal with my behavior so well it was scary.

“Honey come here.” She said and I went and sat in front of her. “You’re so much like me when I was your age. You may look like your father, but you definitely have my spirit in you,” she laughed. “When I was your age, my mother and father just couldn’t handle it and I was always in trouble for just acting like who I was.” She smiled at me. “And so I hated my parents. I didn’t want you to hate me like they did, so, here we are.”

“Thanks Mom,” I smiled and hugged her. “Good night!” I called behind me as I went to my room.

“Goodnight!” she called after me.

Aw, that was totally a hallmark moment!