Pigboi

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow...Lemo...Are you sure this makes me a better wizard?"

Lemo tried to resist the urge to laugh,

"Of course it does pigboi! Why would you even question that? Would I make you suffer, just so I get entertained?"

"Yes."

"Well I'm not this time! Trust me, you'll be the best wizard in your whole year if you do this everyday at this time."

"Lemo...Piggy? Are you two out - Leah Roberts! What the fuck are you doing to your brother!" Mumbob surveyed the scene: Pigboi dangling by his big toes from the side of the garage.

"I'm making Piggy a better wizard...You know...How dangling from you big toe improves your spell casting ability..." Lemo winked at her mumbob, hoping she won't ruin Lemo's fun.

Mumbob nodded, understanding,

"Oh! How nice of you to tell Piggy about that...Umm...Exercise?"

"So she's not just trying to get cheap entertainment?" Pigboi looked surprised.

"Of course it does sweetheart! This...exercise...Dates back to the wizards of ancient Egypt, the best wizards of the ancient wizarding world!"

"They had garages in the ancient wizarding world?"

Mumbob frowned,

"Uh...Yea..."

Pigboi looked temporarily confused and then just nodded,

"Well if the egyptians did it! How much longer do I have to go Lemo?"

"Two more hours..."

"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow..."

Mumbob shook her head,

"And while you do that Piggy, Lemo is going to clean her room. Isn't she Lemo?"

Lemo hung her head,

"Yes mumbob..."