LoL just so everyone knows that "A year ago he had found a hair to his factory." Was actually a typo that turned out being funny. Well, I guess it wasn't really a typo if it was funny but it wasn't what I meant to do. Oh well it worked out :D
"Wake up!" Dad yelled. "Time for school!"
I groaned and buried my head in the pillow. Dad hadn't finished taking care of my nose until three in the morning. That meant I had barely gotten any sleep the night before. Dad walked over to the bed and started to shake me.
"Leave me alone," I mumbled.
"No way in Oompa Lumpa land," Dad said shaking me harder. "Get up or you're going to miss breakfast."
"I don't want to go get up," I mumbled.
It didn't look like dad was going to give up. He pulled the covers off and threw them to the floor.
"Good morning starshine…" he started but before he could finish I threw one of my pillows at him.
The pillow hit my dad in the face and fell to the floor. Dad was standing there with a straight look on his face and for a second I thought I had made him mad. That thought disappeared when he giggle and picked up the pillow. I didn't have time to duck before he knew it at me.
I heard something he was holding fall to the floor with a 'thud' as he jumped onto the bed. Within a few minutes we had a good pillow fight going on. We rolled off the bed and landed in a mess of pillows and blankets. We were both out of breath.
"That was fun," Dad sad with a giggle. "But we really should be on our way. Mrs. Bucket will kill us both if you don't get a good breakfast."
Dad was such a little kid sometimes but he was right. Playtime was over and it was time for me to go eat breakfast. I pulled myself to my feet and nearly tripped on a cane. I picked it up and looked it. It must have been what dad dropped when he climbed on the bed.
"Are those nerds?" I asked looking at the things inside the tub.
"Yes," he said fixing his hat. "Like it?"
"Yeah," I answered handing him his cane back. "You don't see many canes like that."
"Really?" he asked as we both stood up. "Well that's just weird."
"Ok dad," I said. "I'll get ready. You can wait outside my room."
"Sure thing," dad said and skipped out of my room.
I rolled my eyes and went to get dressed.
A few minutes later I stepped out of my room dressed for school. I was wearing a hoodie that had 'The Undead cats' written on the back, baggy black/red pants, and mismatched sneakers. One was red and the other was black. I felt naked because I didn't have a bookbag. I had left at the house. At some point I had decided dad wouldn't make me go to school.
"Very nice," Dad said when I walked out room. "I like the shoes."
"Thanks," I said.
Together we walked down the hallway. My nose still hurt so I let dad walk in front of me. There was no chance I was going to walk into that elevator again.