"Luke, I hate to break it to you but you can't sit around all day doing nothing and playing Fifa just because no one has called you. There's this thing called physical activity?" I say.
"Physical activity? I don't know her," he snarks, he's really not understanding the whole rest but don't do nothing.
"We can do something fun! How about ice skating?"
"Fine, we can ice skate. But if we are doing this then we are doing it my way," he says with no room for argument in his tone.
"Ok then, what am I going to need?"
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They drive to the rink and disembark.
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"Luke where are your skates?" I ask as he stands there wearing his usual combat boots.
"Ah yes, I almost forgot."
He grabs four knives out of his bag and swiftly attached them to the base of his boots to mimic ice skates.
"That's not safe Luke you can't skate like that Jesus."
I'm actually quite afraid after he's already broken his arm once messing around skating, and this time it's on ice!
"I said we are doing things my way or not at all. It's my boots or the exit."
"Keep the boots but I'm not happy about it."
He smiles as he gets what he wants, looking as satisfied as a toddler who got extra play time with their friends.
It would be cute if it wasn't for the knives.
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March Mayhem
Random31 day fluff challenge with my two best boys :) (Drabble spin-off for Rapid Escalation) Cover by @anaturalintrovert
