"Edward!"
Eddy winced. Well, it seemed as though Kyla had seen his little "improvement" to her padd. It really was an improvement. After all, hers was older than dirt, so it was a bit sleeker, a bit more efficient. Seemed good to him. Besides, he'd been bored.
"Yes, sister dear?' He called back sarcastically,
"What did you do to my room?" Edward blanched as he walked in. He most certainly didn't do that.
The room was completely covered in blue and white silly string. It was on everything imaginable, including the bed. It must have taken at least six cans, and /eddy couldn't help but be impressed. And worried. Because Kyla thought he was the one that did it. His thought up motive was probably revenge for being left alone to baby-sit while she want to Ashley's.
Edward immediately put his hands above his head, panicking slightly. "Ah I had nothing' ta do with it, I swear!" He shouted, eyes wide.
Kyla's eyes narrows dangerously, and Edward gulped. "Ye didn', de ye? Well who did?"
"Ah-ah don' kno'!" And he runs. Runs like the devil is trying to catch him and silently thanks the fact that they live near a forest that their parents said they could go to as long as they were back home by dinner.
Well, at least he'd be alive for another few hours.
A/N: Meh, sorry. I'm running out of ideas. If you've got any ideas for this, please, please, please tell me. I need them. Badly.
~Piki :B