101Oneshot Challenge:
4: Civility
"Good morning Daniel."
Dammit I hate that pompous jerk's voice. And yet, under the watchful glare of my dad and not-so-willing-mom, I say:
"Morning Vlad." My voice manages to sound somewhat civil despite the barely hidden growl attached. Of course he responds with a smile-more of a smirk really-of knowingness.
"Did you sleep well?" He knows full well that I didn't. It's his fault that I can't sleep with a frootloop in my room! Why does dad make him sleep in my room? MY ROOM?
"Yep." I barely manage to hold back a spiteful retort. After all, Mom and Dad wouldn't want me to be rude to a guest would they? So instead I pretend that I didn't stay up all night watching him across my room to make sure he doesn't kill dad in my sleep. I ignore the bags of sleep-deprivation under my eyes.
"So Daniel, I need to go run some errands today. It will only be a few hours. Would you like to come?" He shoots me that stupid knowing smirk. The same one he gives me every time he has an advantage over me. I'm about to tell him to bite me when I catch my dad's gaze.
"Of course he'll go! Won't you Danny-boy?" Dad interrupts excitedly, his tone implying I have no say in the matter. No. Freaking no.
No way I'm going to the store on a Saturday with that jerk.
Nuh uh, I'm gonna stay right here.
Maybe I'll go to the movies with Tuck, or maybe Sam.
Or maybe…
"Sure, I'll go."
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Fml.
N/A: What is this I don't even…
Vlad Muse: O.o