“Shut up…” He muttered, going back to this brownie. “No one likes you anyway.”
“William!” Their dad sternly said, which was followed by, “Sorry papa.”
“William!” Their dad sternly said, which was followed by, “Sorry papa.”
"You know that's not trueee." Calan teased. He then flicked the others forehead playfully.
"Calan." Their mother started.
"Sorry mama!'
"Calan." Their mother started.
"Sorry mama!'
William chuckled a tad, before going for another brownie after he finished his first one. “So, do you want me to tell her, or you?” He asked, laughing a bit.
"Y-you do it!" He huffed, still nervous.
“Pfft, alright. I’ll make you seem way cooler than you really are.” He chuckled, going back to his brownie as he smiled.
"Hey! I already am way cooler than I are!" He then raised a brow. "Wait did I say that right?" He muttered to himself.
Their mother sighed, shaking her head.
Their mother sighed, shaking her head.
Will rolled his eyes, now going for his third brownie. “These are great mama!” He complimented, still smiling.
“Thank you Will! And don’t get sick now.” Their mother chuckled softly, smiling as she did so.
“Thank you Will! And don’t get sick now.” Their mother chuckled softly, smiling as she did so.
Calan quickly stood up and put his plate in the sink. "I'm gonna go um.. upstairs to practice... spelling?" He was actually trying to practice speaking to Doll.
“Alright.” He smiled, rolling his eyes, seemingly knowing what Calan was going to do.
With that, he rushed upstairs, slipping again. "Ow!" He groaned, quickly getting back up and going to his room.
"Oh Calan.." Their mother sighed with a laugh.
"Oh Calan.." Their mother sighed with a laugh.
Will rolled his eyes, smiling as he walked up the steps. “I’ll make sure he doesn’t die.” He smiled, walking upstairs.
Once up there, he knocked on their bedroom door. “Hello? Cal? It’s me, your brother.”
Once up there, he knocked on their bedroom door. “Hello? Cal? It’s me, your brother.”
"Yeah? You can come in!" Calan called out.
Will walked in, whistling as he looked at Calan. “That doesn’t look like spelling.” He smiled, looking at his brother.
"Uhm, lemme spell this out for you. S-T-U-P-I-E-D." Calan said, rolling his eyes, not realizing he spelt it wrong.
Will burst out in laughter, sniffling a tad before responding, "Was that supposed to be a joke? You do realize you spelt it wrong, right?" he chuckled at his brother, smiling.
"How? You're just trying to trick me!" Calan grumped.
“You put an E in there, dummy. Stupid doesn’t have an E.” He grumbled, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. “Anywaysss, you’re not actually practicing spelling, aren’t you?”
"Duh i'm not. I'm practicing how i'm gonna talk to Doll, and when I invite her over, you better not embarrass me!" Calan sassily responded.
“Mhm, sure. You can count on me pal.” He sarcastically replied, before going to sit on his bed. “So, what are ya gonna say? C’mon, I’m your wingman.”
"Well, I'm just gonna ask if she wants to come over, since papa wants to meet her." Calan said, picking up his teddy bear. "So! I'm pretending like Mr. Stuffins is Doll!" He added on.
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