"Brant....Brant...Brant" said Charlotte shaking him awake.
"What?" he asked not opening his eyes or rolling over.
"I'm hungry"
"What time is it?"
"7am"
"What? Go back to bed"
"But I'm hungry"
"Then eat cereal" he was annoyed
"There isn't milk"
"Then make toast or something" He was getting more annoyed by the second and still didn't role over or open his eyes.
"I'm not allowed to use to toaster"
"Why not?"
"I caught it on fire that one time"
Brant sighed, "Then eat some fruit till I get up"
Charlotte didn't move or respond she just stood by the edge of the bed.
"Charlotte..." he complained.
"Brant" said Charlotte in a very matter of fact tone.
Brant groaned, "Fine" he said rolling out of bed. Charlotte happily skipped off.
"Why are you up so early?" as he dragged himself down the steps.
"I'm always up this early"
"Why?"
Charlotte shrugged.
Brant made her a bagel "Here"
"I don't like cream cheese on my bagel"
"Eat it or starve" he said annoyed.
"Just kidding" said Charlotte with a smile.
Brant wasn't assumed.
They made their way to the living room. Charlotte put on cartoons and Brant fell back to sleep. About an hour went by and Charlotte carefully moved away from Brant. She headed outside to play with the dogs. Next thing Brant knows he is awoken by a loud sound of running and yelling.
"Get back here!"
He barely had his eyes open when he saw their two Bernese mountain dogs come running towards him. They jumped on him and the couch.
"Charlotte!" he yelled jumping up and pushing the dogs off.
"What are they doing in here?!? They aren't allowed in the house!"
"Sorry, it was accident"
"Get them out" said Brant sternly.
"Come guys" said Charlotte, they finally listened and followed her out.
Brant made his way to the kitchen. He tripped on something and looked down to see Charlotte's rabbit. He picked it up and got a glass of orange juice. He was standing there drinking it when Charlotte came back in.
"Get this thing out of here too" said Brant handing her it.
"It's not a thing. His name is Figaro"
"Whatever, its not allowed in the house either"
Charlotte took it outside.
Brant looked at the clock it was only 9am, he groaned. Then made his way upstairs to wake up Ethan.
"Get up" said Brant shaking him, "Now!"
"What time is it?"
"9am and its time for farm chores, now get up!"
YOU ARE READING
The Everyday
FanfictionThe life of Charlotte Kennedy. Her life with her 11 older brothers and one older sister. The ups the downs, the happy and the sad. Just the everyday life of a 11 year old.