"Hey Bertram, can you hand me that pen?" Ravi asked him in his Indian accent. "I am writing an essay about stuff that no one in this house cares about!"
Bertram was on the couch, reading a butler magazine which he lowered, seeing the pen on the coffee table in front of him. "It's too far." Bertram stated, being too lazy to get it despite being in front of him.
"Never mind. I will get it." Ravi sighed, annoyed by Bertram's laziness and he grabbed the pen, but failed to pick it up as he sprained his arm trying, yelling in pain as he rubbed his arm.
"Ha! You're such a weak link!" Luke insulted him, running by and crashing into the walls.
"Hey! Watch where you're going!" Zuri exclaimed. "Bertram, do something!"
Bertram looked around, being too lazy to do anything as he kept reading his magazine. "I am doing something. I'm reading my magazine."
Mrs. Kipling walked by, grabbing the pen with her tail and handing it to Robbie.
"Thank you, Mrs. Kipling. I can always count on you for anything. Unlike some people."
Bertram ignored him and kept reading his magazine, being too lazy to even stop reading his magazine.