"WHAT IN THE NAME OF…?!" exclaimed Charlisle upon walking into the room, seeing Ewdard, Jackobub, and Beulah Swain dressed in clothing inconsistent with their respective genders—Beulah Swain's pants unzipped and strap-on sticking out—all standing around the oven, trying to figure out how to make the oven make the hot pocket no longer frozen.
"Charlisle!" said Jackobub, "You are home!"
"Yes," said Charlisle, "I am home from work at the IKEA store. Why are you dressed like that? What is going on here?"
"We were waiting for the oven to make this hot pocket cease to be frozen," explained Beulah Swain, "and we got bored and decided to engage in some sexual role play to pass the time."
"So you did it in the kitchen?" asked Charlisle.
"Yes," Ewdard, Jackobub, and Beulah Swain said in unison.
"You know what," said Charlisle, throwing his arms up in frustration, "go to your rooms, all of you. You are all grounded until further notice."
"But what about school?" asked Ewdard, Jackobub, and Beulah Swain in unison.
"I said until further notice," insisted Charlisle.
So they went up to their rooms.
