Chapter 22: Dinner

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Dylan left after his clothes were washed, he didn't want to bring Dad's shirt with him specially when I told him it was Dad's favorite shirt.

I could still go to school but I'm on a lazy mode, so instead of going to school I went to the bake shop to help Mom out. As I was mopping the floor, Vanessa stands on the floor I was mapping.

"We need to talk!" She demanded

"We don't have anything to talk about and I'm busy" I dipped the mop on the soap backet

"Tough now ah, just because we are on your bake shop and they can help you" Her hand rest on her hips

"Because I'm done being pushed around, you help me realize that" I slam the mop on the backet drizzling into her

"Oh my god! You did that on purpose!" She squeals like a duck

"What if I did? What'll you do about it?" I have the mop dripping on the floor, she looks at it

"We are not done yet!" She turns and leave the bake shop

"What was that?" Mom asks

"Nothing Mom" I assured her

"Clean that up!" She pointed to the new mess

"I will" continue mopping the floor

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We are preparing the table for the dinner with Uncle Robin. Mom was cooking dinner which she rarely does. We mostly just order out during dinner, she only cooks breakfasts.

"Nate can you ask Daddy if he bought some brocolli" Mom said to my little brother, and went to ask dad

"Here's the bowl for the salad" hands her the bowl

"Can you just put it there?" She points by the sink

"Dad said it's with the other vegetables" Nate said, going back to his toy cars

"Skye, please can you get the brocolli"

"Okay" I opened the vegetable compartment and took the brocolli out "here"

"Thanks"

There was knock on the door

"Your Uncle early I haven't finish cooking yet" Mom was stressing out

"It's Dylan!" Dad shouted from the living room, Dylan appeared in the messy kitchen

"Hi Mrs. Morgan!" He greeted holding a plastic bag " brought Ice cream, as a thank you for last night"

"Ice Cream!" Nate quickly took the ice cream from Dylan "Chocolate!" As he looks at the plastic

"Thank you so much dear, and next time don't drink too much" she said to Dylan

"I will surely not do it again" he rubs the back of his neck

"Why don't you stay for dinner" Mom invited Dylan, he looks at me

"Join us" I told him

"Well I will" he gladly said "How can I help?" He washes his hands, drying it with a clean cloth

"No dear we'll be fine here" Mom looking at the messy kitchen "Well maybe a little help" she finally admits

"I can cook the beef, if you want?" He offers

"You can cook?" I ask

Charming

"Mom taught as how, she just love looking" he explains

"Okay, you can do that" Mom rushing chopping the vegetables

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We are finished with setting the table and already finished cooking the foods. Uncle Robin has a habit of being late.

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