"Hey Pit! Do you wanna stay at our house for awhile, Pit?!" William asked me as we walked through the soaked grass to the house.
"Am I aloud to?" I asked.
"I'm sure mother wouldn't mind too much." Terry replied.
"Okay, thank you." I said.
We arrive at the house and Terry opens the door.
"Terry, William, where have you two been?! It's raining outside, you better come in and get dried off." the mother called to them.
We all step in the door.
"Who's that boy you brought with you?" the mother asked Terry.
"Mom, this is Pit!" William said excitedly.
"Pit? Isn't that a video game character?" the mother asked.
"Yes," Terry replied, "He doesn't have a real name so I called him Pit. Doesn't he look like Pit?"
"Yes, in fact he looks completely like Pit!" the mother said.
"Can Pit stay here for awhile?! Please mother?!" William asked.
"Where did he come from?" the mother asked.
"I fell from the sky, I just happened to end up here." I replied.
"Oh, I see. Like the harp?" the mother asked.
"This harp." I said pulling out the harp.
"Please stay here." the mother said.
"I will, I will stay here as long as you want me to." I replied.
The mother burst out crying and hugging me, "Thank you, Pit!"