KNOCK! KNOCK! "What do you want?" Ben asked in an irritated tone.

"Will you help me with my homework?" Kimberly asked from the other side of her brother's door.

"No, do your own homework!"

"I need help! Mom is busy cooking and Dad is still at work."

"No, you just want me to do it for you! Go away I am busy!"

"MOM! BEN WON'T HELP ME WITH ME WITH MY ENGLISH HOMEWORK!" Kimberly called downstairs.

"TELL YOUR BROTHER TO KISS HIS CELL PHONE GOOD-BYE!" Lucy called from the kitchen.

"That's not fair!" Ben yelled slamming his door open. "I am in middle school! I need my cell phone!

"HELP YOUR SISTER THEN!"

"FINE! What is your stupid homework?!"

"I was supposed to interview someone I look up to and write about that, but I think I need to search else were" Kimberly frowned.

"I am sorry" Ben said as his ears drooped.

"Will you help me with my homework?" Kimberly asked.

"Sure" Ben led the way into his room. Kimberly sat on his bed while he sat in his chair at his desk.

After about fourteen minutes Lucy called her children down for dinner. They both basically ran down the stairs, because if it was dinner time that meant two things. First, dinner was ready to eat. Second, Dad was home. "So how was school today?" Mike asked the same question every parent asked.

"Boring" Kimberly replied.

"Good" Ben smiled. Lucy chuckled to herself. Mike just shook his head. He always got these same responses from them. Kimberly hated school; Ben loved school. Mike knew better than to ask for anything further. Kimberly would just reply 'It sucks!' and Ben would go on for an hour, at least.

After finishing eating dinner and putting their plates in the dishwasher they both hurried back upstairs.

"You know honey" Lucy started.

"That I shouldn't ask that question?" Mike joked.

"I wondered about our son." Lucy stated.

"Well you gave birth to him" Mike pointed out.

"Who does he take after?"

"Both of us I would like to think." Mike answered. "Why do you ask?"

"I don't remember either of liking school." Lucy pointed out.

"What? I liked school."

"As much as our son?" Lucy asked.

"Well no…"

"I am probably blabbing on about nothing."

"No, you bring up a good point…well a point."

"You think he will end up like you?"

"Why do you say that?"

"His contacts on his phone"

"Does privacy mean anything to you?"

"At least I have never walked in on our daughter while is she is drying off."

"THAT was an ACCIDENT!" Mike said. "She didn't need to scream like I was a murder."

"How many girls feel comfortable being naked in front of their father?" Lucy asked crossing her arms.

"About Ben's contacts! Why the hell you are laughing?"

"Nothing, it's a really stupid thought."

"I want to share in the laughter as well." Mike said annoyed.

"Ben has TWO boys in his contacts."

"Ok? What's wrong with that?"

"Five GIRLS" Lucy said.

"OH!" Mike said caught off guard.

"Now here is what concerns me"

"It's not the fact he five girls on his contacts?"

"Has he ever brought a girl home?"

"Maybe, he doesn't want us to know?"

"As long as our son doesn't start a harem like you did."

"That's not funny!"

"Do I look like I am laughing?" Lucy asked with a concerned expression.

"No…"

"We should probably talk to him about this."

"What's wrong with that?"

"You were concerned a second ago."

"Daisy, Sue, Amaya, you…san… Um Paulo and David. There five female friends and two male friends! Just like our son."

"Really?"

"What? I cut myself off."

"She tried to kill me! My left ear doesn't work! She gave me a concussion! Doctors said I was lucky I didn't have permit damage!"

"Lucy stop…she can't hurt you anymore. She can't come within a hundred feet of you.

"Yeah you're right."