Did

I

Say

Out

Where

Now?

Shirley didn't know how lucky he was. Despite having a girly name and a father hated by kids everywhere. At least he got to live with his father and sometimes talk to him.

I haven't talked to my father since the day he threw me out of the house. He told me, "No son of mine is going to be in the Kids Next Door!" My mother was too busy crying her eyes out to notice me packing and my father yelling at me as I did so.

"I…I… I thought- I thought we… raised you… right," my mom managed to choke out.

"Look what you did to your mother!" dad screamed. "Get out!"

"I'm going!" I yelled back, slinging my backpack full of my orange shirts, clean underwear and candy that I managed to sneak into the house.

"What is that?" dad yelled. "Candy! You brought candy into my house!" he said that when he saw me take it out from the hole in my mattress to my backpack.

"Yeah I did!" I could feel my face getting redder in anger.

"You are not my son anymore!" he finally gave up, grabbing my mother by the hand and leading her away into the living room.

"Well you're not my father either!" I shouted and ran out of my room quickly going out of the house.

I was thinking about that day again. It was about a month ago. I've been staying at our tree house since then.

Shirley would sometimes comfort me but he still had to be home by his mom's eight o'clock bed check. I've known Shirley since I was born. I mean, my mom is his dad's advisor and my dad is in control of his dad's army and naval forces.

But, I guess they're not my parents anymore. They acted like they didn't even know me when I saw them last week at the Washington Monument when we were trying to get Numbuh 1 out of here back to his own universe.

The fact that they never even looked at me was the reason why I was crying that night in the silence of my room at the tree house.

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I couldn't believe that my son was in the Kids Next Stupid. I… I thought he might be like Shirley since he was his best friend and would never betray the adult world. I guess it was just hopeful thinking.

I saw him last week and was too scared to talk to him. I swore to love him and I always will. No matter what organization he's in. I just wish that he'd come back home before Kuki has another nervous breakdown again from missing him so much.