Responsibility
"Shikamaru!" his Mother was using her full volume to try and get through his dense head.
"What?" he muttered, disgruntled.
"Me and your father have already told you," she continued to wind down, "Now that you're sixteen, you're going to get a job."
Shikamaru sighed, he knew this had been coming. He had just turned sixteen yesterday and his parents had already been this over this with him three years ago.
"Shikamaru, when are you going to get a job?"
"…Probably never." he smirked at his mother.
"Shikaku, I don't need him to be a lazy bum here, tell him to get a job!"
"I can't-" his father murmured while reading the newspaper.
"Yes, you can." his mother pulled the newspaper out of his hands.
"But-"
"I don't care what it is! He's always up there with that fat cat, laying on the roof watching the clouds." she complained, "It's infuriating!"
"Well-I-he's only thirteen, Honey-" he said in his defense.
His mother sighed, "Alright, when he's sixteen he gets a job, no arguments." she finished.
"Yes Ma'm," his father saluted, "Shikamaru?"
Shikamaru stumbled to his feet and saluted as well, "Yes Ma'm!"
Now the day was here…this was so troublesome.