"Oh no! I broke three things! What will mommy and daddy say?" five year old Jamie Seville thought. He was playing baseball with himself before one of the balls smashed through a window, hit a vase, and then the TV. His mother and father are still at the grocery store, and his Uncle Simon and Aunt Jeanette were asleep. "Maybe I have time to fix it!"

Then a car honked. Alvin and Brittany always come home when Jamie did something wrong, whether they heard about it or not. How unlucky.

Jamie ran up to his room to hide and cry. He didn't mean to break the items, it just... happened. "Why do these things happen to me?" He heard the door open, thank yous being exchanged, and the door closing. Then, footsteps started to walk to the living room. "Here we go!" Jamie counted to three before-

"JAAAAAAAAAMIE!" Just as he predicted, his parents screamed his name. They always did. His daddy said that grandpa always screamed his name when he was in trouble. He might have chuckled at the thought if he wasn't sobbing so hard. Jamie knew his parents wanted him to go downstairs, but it was like an invisible force was gluing him to the bed, and he was thankful for it. After five minutes of calling for him though, his parents went upstairs.

When he heard footsteps, Jamie quickly rubbed the tears off his face and grabbed a book. It might have looked as if he was reading, but 1) he can't read, and 2) the book was upside down. The door slammed open, and two very mad parents were glaring their son. "They must be angry. They broke the door!" Jamie thought as he bit his lip behind the book. "Pretend you didn't do it!"

"Oh, hi Daddy! Can you help me read this book? You too mommy!" Jamie said with fake innocence. His parents looked at each other, took a deep breath, and sat on the bed. The look of anger was still obvious on their face, but they had calmed down a little.

"Jamie, we found the window, Grandpa's vase, and the TV broken. The window and TV aren't really a problem, but Grandpa wants his vase back tomorrow. Do you know who did it?" Alvin asked, earning Jamie to bite his lip again. Then, a really dumb idea came to mind.

"It was Uncle Simon and Aunt Jeanette! Yeah, they were playing baseball, but Aunt Jeanette's glasses fell of just as she threw the ball. I was going to tell you guys sooner, but they, uh, threatened me!" Jamie exclaimed proudly. Brittany tried not to roll her eyes.

"Jamie, I don't appreciate you lying to us." Brittany said, which caused Jamie to start violently sobbing again.

"I d-d-didn't mean to break the things! I-I-It just h-h-happened! I'm sorry mommy and daddy!" Alvin and Brittany left the room to talk about his punishment. When they came back, Jamie's question caught them off guard.

"Will you still love me in the morning?" The look in Jamie's eyes made his parents collapse and hug him; Brittany let a few tears fall.

"Why wouldn't we? We will always love you Jamie, no matter what you do, say, or how you act. Just try to not end up at a crappy fast food place and still live with us when your forty." This caused the two boys two laugh until Jamie noticed something.

"Mommy said a bad word!" Brittany giggled.

"Yes, yes I did."

And with that, the young family went to sleep, ignoring the numerous calls. Hey, Dave wants his vase back!

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