They all, except Nana, sat in the living room, waiting for her to stomp out. Albeit, she did, she wasn't screaming, in fact she was calm. "Alright, you mistakes, it's time to go steal- I MEAN- buy a turkey. With Vio's money of course."
Vio shakes his head as they all turn and look at him. "No, we're not using my money to buy a dead turkey to eat."
"Veganism?"
"Yes, I am vegan, and also Free-Lee, got a problem with that?"
Nana clears her throat loudly, to get their attention. "LISTEN! I don't care about your stupid veganism problems, you're EATING this turkey! No matter what, I'll shove it down your throat if I have to." she yells, while standing on the coffee table. Vio stares at her legs, as they almost kick down his lemonade. "Hey, watch it you ugly." he murmurs.
"Shut up anyway, we're buying this turkey today since Thanksgiving is in literally 2 days, we also get turkey decorations for also 2 reasons."
"Why? What's the other reason besides Thanksgiving spirit?"
"My own fetish," Nana smirks, "but that's another story."
Nana darts to her room, grabbing vital things such as her phone, anxiety/depression pills, who knows why. Then she scours for her purse, which was MIA. She growled and groaned each time she searched for an area she thought her purse resided, it wasn't there. Nana kicks open her door, which was on its last stand. She stares at it for a moment, deciding to deal with it after she comes home with Thanksgiving needs. "WHERE'S MY PURSE?!" she yells, but the boys ignore her. She walks up menacingly behind Ness, grabbing his head roughly and turning it towards her. Ness stares nonchalantly. "What."
"WAS THAT A QUESTION?"
"Yes, kind of. Maybe, probably not. Actually, definitely."
"WAS IT OR WAS IT NOT, IDIOT?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Nana says calmly and stretches, putting her arm across her chest, and her other one forming in a right angle, pushing down her flat arm. "Oh yeah, my purse." she rests her shoulders down. "Let me go look for that." Nana yawns. The boys watch as she continues destroying her room. She comes out of her room with a big purse hooked around her arm. Nana stomps, again, to the front door.
"I'm going alone, since you morons are acting up again. They did mention that tism flares can be unexpected sometimes." Nana scoffs and struts out the door, her heels clacking against the marble floor and onto oak steps.
Ness sighs, getting up from his spot on the couch. He stretches his arms out. "Hey, have we been skipping school?"
"No. The teachers didn't show up all week, should be expected; it's Link, Zelda, Palutena, Mario and Peach we're dealing with." Vio replies.
"True, but I know they're like stupid but why?"
"Why they're stupid or why they keep abandoning us at school?"
"Trick question. Probably why they keep abandoning us."
Vio looks up in thought. "I thought it was clear. They hate us, so it's natural that they wouldn't care about our education. But this is where the most dumbest logic comes in. Who actually knows why they signed up to be teachers? They knew they would have to teach us and they don't do it, because once again, they hate us deeply, so this contradicts why they BECAME teachers in the first place. Really flawed logic."
"Wait, so they knew we were going to that school, became teachers there, abandon us, and say that they don't care about our education?"
"Yup, it's pretty stupid, considering the fact that if they didn't care about our education they wouldn't have become teachers at OUR school."
