the three of us {chim}

Piece 19

Cheryl's POV

Camille has been with us for about a week now. She always insists on doing all these chores and helping around the house. She always helps me clean up after dinner, since Kimba always does the cooking.

"Why don't you go and sit with Kimberley in the front room?" I looked at me daughter who was washing the plates in the sink and handing them to me to dry and put away.

"Because I'm helping you." She gives me her cheeky smile.

"I don't need help." I said it kind of coldly but that didn't affect her mood.

"You may not need help, but I know you want help.  Plus, who's going to talk to you while you do all this boring work by yourself." She doesn't look at me while she talks and works.  I watch her carefully wash the glass plates we have.

"See!  You admit it, this is boring to you!"

"Not when I have a fun person to do it with." Camille smiled at me, then looked as if she was daydreaming.

"If only Kimba could help me instead." She sighed dramatically.

"You little..." I took the drying towel I had and whipped her backside with it.

"Ow!" Camille grabbed some water and threw it at me shirt.

"Hey!  Look what you've done!"

"You deserve it!  That towel hurt more than you would think!" We were playfully screaming at each other, running around the kitchen island.

When we stopped chasing each other I stood at the sink on one side of the big island and she stood across from me.

I looked down at the sink and saw the hose that extends so you can rinse your dishes better.  I casually took it up and then sprayed Camille.

"Oh my days!  Look what you've done!" It was cute when she said that, she always does.  She said exactly what I said when she got me, which is so cute!  We're so alike.  I smiled at her expression, she looked shocked at what I had done.

I sprayed her again, which resulted in her ducking below the island.  I went around the island seeing her soaked, I started tickling her sides, making her fly into a fit of giggles.

"S-stop!  Okay, o-okay I give u-up!" She was crying with laughter.  I stopped tickling her.

"Okay, enough games now.  We have to finish our work before Kimberley comes in." I helped her up from the ground and walked back over to the sink, waiting for her to finish the rest of the dishes.

"Kimba doesn't scare us." She teased me about being scared of Kimberley's punishments.  Little did she know...

"She will when she grounds you for not doing your work." Camille laughs lightly.

"I volunteered, you said so yourself you didn't need my help." She was right, she's too smart for me.

"Well now it is your job, come on!"

"Alright, I'm coming." Camille walked over to us, we were both still soaking wet.

"What is going on in here!" Kimberley looked me and Camille up and down and at the wet floor.