Me: *laying down next to Simon on his bed*

Simon: *sleeping on the other side of the bed*

Me: *slips pocky stick into his hand, goes into bathroom*

Simon: *wakes up, sees me in bathroom, walks over* Ally, what's this?

Me: Pocky.

Simon: What?

Me: Pocky.

Simon: ...

Me: *does a face palm* A huge cracker stick with chocolate on the inside. How could you not know what it is?

Simon: I don't go in that aisle in Wal-Mart.

Me: It's not in Wal-Mart!

Simon: It's not?

Me: *does another face palm* You're pathetic at this. Just try one...

Simon: No, not unless you've made sure Alvin never touched those.

Me: They never left my bag when I came back from the store.

Simon: ... Fine, just give me one. *takes pocky, chips a piece off, throws it in his mouth* Hmm... not bad.

Me: See? I told you they were AWESOME! *thinks for a second* I've got something in the freezer for you to try, too. *runs downstairs, grabs sea salt ice cream, comes back upstairs*

Simon: A blue raspberry popsicle?

Me: *does yet another face palm* No, this is sea salt ice cream.

Simon: That's disgusting!

Me: *chases after Simon, holds him to ground, shoves sea salt ice cream in his mouth*

Simon: *swallows ice cream* That was so worth getting tackled for.

Me: Again, you're pathetic. The next thing I'm teaching you is cosplaying.

Simon: What the hell is that?

Me: *rolls eyes* Oh my God. Sometimes, you're so useless... *grabs Axel cosplay outfit, puts it on* Ta-da!

Simon: What are you wearing?

Me: A costume, Simon. Do you have anything like this from your old Halloween costumes?

Simon: I have an old Grim Reaper costume in Alvin's room.

Me: *shrugs* Close enough. Just let me add some finishing touches.

Simon: Go ahead.

Me: *runs into Alvin's room, comes back with costume, adds zippers and buttons everywhere* Done!

Simon: *puts on costume* This is getting a little too weird for me.

Me: Just one more thing. *pulls out hair gel*

Simon: *gulps* Uh-oh.

Me: *styles Simon's hair to look like Roxas's* There! Now you look just like Roxas!

Simon: Who's Roxas?

Me: Okay, I think I've shown you enough for tonight. Get to bed.

Simon: Thank you... Goodnight.'

Me: Goodnight, Si.

~The Next Morning~

Simon: *wakes up, changes, goes dowstairs for breakfast*

Alvin: Si, what's up with your hair?

Simon: It's probably just my normal "bed-head" look. What's wrong with that?

Alvin: It looks like somebody put gel in your hair.

Simon: Gel?

Alvin: Yeah, you know, the stuff that makes your hair stick up?

Simon: *runs over to mirror* ALLY!

Me: *snickers* Works every time...