Liar, liar, pants on Fire.

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"It's not my fault!" he shouted. He flailed his arms around like a duck whose tail caught fire. His mom tapped - more like hammered - her foot on the smooth wooden floor, her dejected eyes still fixed on the vase.

Her blood steamed up so much, it was close to gushing out of her ears.

"Oh really?" She painfully ripped her eyes away from the broken vase. She raised her eyebrows so high, they shot out of her forehead.

"Really! A crow flew in and knocked it over! I was just doing my homework!" He lied. His tone distinctly grew ten octaves higher with every word . Mom could clearly see the sweat pouring out of forehead like the Niagara falls.

"Bibble, quit lying to me. I very well know that your room does not have a window." Her heels were now breaking through the floor with her murderous tapping.

He went for Plan B. He groaned, dramatically collapsing on the floor to his knees. He let out a loud cry and started spilling out fountains from his eyes.

"I really didn't mean to! It was my favourite vase too, mom! Every day I would wake up just to admire its beauty and learn lessons in life from it. I regret even giving it the tiniest scratch!" He tried sobbing, but it sounded more like a goat which had a serious bleeding problem and was choking on marshmallows.

"That vase was my great grandmother's uncle's brother - in - law's great grandmother's sister's husband's father's grandma's niece's vase!! Do you realise how precious that is?"

Bibble bobbed his head, hoping his mom would buy it.   

"No, shut up. Clean this mess!" Mom waltzed out of the door, cracking the floor with each step.

Bibble heard a loud crash after she shut the door - mom might have fallen through the stairs again. Oops.

He was still on his knees. He silently prayed to his lucky stars, 'Give me the skills to lie. Take away the excuses that die. Give me the strength to break it harder next time, and take away the hidden cameras that my mom would probably keep in my room. I trust you, lucky star, to grant me my wish.'