Annoying Adam

Dinner with the Black's-And the Sunday Night After

But you know, when I open the door, both parents fall forward, the little evesdroppers. I rolled my eyes and asked what was for dinner and if it was ready yet.

"W-well, um, you know, we were-" my mom stuttered.

"Don't even try to finish that sentence," I cut her off. "You were evesdropping to see if we were going to do something. Probably the naughty. And he's a player. Mom, you know where I got with player's last time. And that's why-why we did what we did. So, let's just make some sgetti, right Lizzy?"

I turned my attention to my little sister who was looking extremely confused.

"Yeah Sacie!"

I grinned at her enthusiasm. I pulled out some Ragu from a random cupboard, and Ms. Black grabbed the noodles.

After that, it was like magic. We set the noodles to cooking and left them on the slow cooker.

And we left to go play a game.

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"Die you little butthole!" I screamed, censoring my language for Lizzy's sake.

We ended up playing Sorry, and I was extremely sorry we ever started. Such an aptly named game. It was Disney Sorry. I, of course, ended up with the villains. Malificent is definitely my role model. She's obviously the best villain. I also kind of like Crewella, just because of her cackle. Otherwise, she should die because she skinned the little puppies.

I was almost to the end, and thus really close to winning, but Trevor, Adam's butthole brother, just switched places with me, sending me back almost to the beginning. Adam casually strolled into the room, then sat down in the armchair behind me that I had been using to rest against. I slowly turned to glare at him.

"There's a whole couch over there," I hisses.

"Mrow," he said, trying to mimic a cat and failing miserably. "Besides, from here, I have a nice view of your a-"

I kicked his foot. "There are children in this room!"

I quickly sat up though, so he no longer could look at my tush-nice as it apparently was.

"Awwww," he whined.

"You want my foot to hit up higher? Maybe the family jewels could use a little kick."

He shut up, eyes widening, and just watched. You should fear me too, brother of the little monster.

"It's your turn, Stacy," Trevor said, tugging on my sleeve. As much as he pissed me off, Trevor wasn't a bad kid. Except for the fact that he was extremely creepy, and I still needed revenge. And he pulled on my sleeve. Did it look like it had needed to be stretched out? No.

Looking at the card I pulled, I grinned evilly. "Take this, butty!"

With the red 12, I slid my last piece into the final spot on my tower. I stood up and started dancing in victory. And, since I had been a cheerleader earlier, it wasn't all that bad.

When Trevor fumed and glared at me, I stuck my tongue out at him. "Payback's a bi-butt! Mwahahahahaha!"

I ran out of the room and grabbed the pot holder, then lifted the lid on the slow cooker. Spaghetti scents filled my nose, and I added a little more spice to one area. Watch your back kid. It might get...peppered! I grinned, pleased with my pun, then spun around as I felt hot breath on my neck.

"And who's that for?" Adam asked.

"None of your f*cking business," I retorted. "Now, if you don't mind moving, I need to dish up supper."