While Kaye and I were cleaning up the syrup, the boys downstairs were attempting to kill each other. Our pleasant task was made much more bearable by the loud screaming and
yelling from downstairs. It was a good thing I'd had so much experience baby-sitting the Pikes, or Heaven only knows what I would've done.
As I stared in dismay at the rapidly shrinking pile of dish-rags, Joshua came stomping up the stairs. (when he comes up the stairs he really stomps) Thump. Thump. Thump. He made just as much noise when he tried to tell us you what he said. I looked hopelessly at Kaye.
She rolled her eyes and groaned, "Go get the hair-sprayer," at Celeste. Celeste nodded and actually did what she was told for once. (that is very rare, just for the record) I didn't have the faintest idea what she was talking about.
I didn't have that much time to think about it though, because just then Joshua decided to drop a glass plate almost on top of his sister.
Okay, I think I'll stop here. ;-) Yes, I really would leave you wondering what Kaye wants the hair-sprayer for. Yes, I really am that mean. Yes, I am aware that this is probably the shortest chapter on fanfiction. Yes, I will get the next chapter up sooner. Okay, enough already with yes! The most important point I have to make is this: If you like this thing, for Heaven's sake tell me so!
Yes, I know that this is getting longer than the actual chapter.
Oops.
Rose-Bud