Robert gave Huey the wet towel.
Robert: "Here, put this on your head. Maybe it would bring down your fever."
He threw the towel at Huey and left the room.
Robert: "Man, I tell these god damn kids to close the windows when they are sleeping. If they would have listened to me, Huey wouldn't be sick. Shoot, I wouldn't have to go to the god damn store if they listened to me."
Riley: "Shut up, granddad, no one wants to hear you mumbling to your self. It's annoying."
Robert: "N***** hush, Im going to the store to get some non-addictive medicine for Huey's fever. You will be incharge while I'm gone, since Huey's too sick to do so."
Riley: "Whatever."
Robert grabbed his green coat and left the house. As soon as Riley heard the door close, he ran to the window to make sure granddad was gone for good.
Riley: "Ha, granddad won't be back for an hour or two..Perfect."
Riley had an evil grin on his face as he walked up the stairs quietly. He slowly opened the door, so he wouldn't wake up Huey...yet. Riley walked closer to Huey's bed. With each step he took, he wanted to laugh out loud, but it would ruin his whole plan, so he didn't. By that time, Riley made it up to the side of Huey's bed where Huey's head was at. He was going to explode with laughter, but instead he yelled...
Riley: "YO, HUEY, WAKE UP!"
Huey flipped out of bed head first, causing a loud thud to echo in the room. He was so scared, his heart nearly stopped. He turned around to see that it was Riley, and the most horrifying angry face appeared on Huey's face.
Huey: "Riley, what the hell were you thinking."
He was rubbing his injured head.
Riley: "Shut up, Huey."
Huey: "You're not the boss of me."
Riley: "Yes I am."
Huey: "Says who."
Riley: "Says granddad, b****, and I said shut the f*** up."
Huey frowned. He couldn't tell if Riley was lying or telling the truth, but at that moment, a sharp pain hit Huey on his side so he stopped talking and lay down, hoping that that would help him feel a bit better.
Riley: "That's right, I'm in charge. So, anyways, I'm going to the living room to watch T.V., a'right?"
Huey didn't respond. He was clenching his stomach underneath the covers, trying to hide the pain in his face.
Riley: "HUEY, I SAID I'M-"
Huey: "A**HOLE, I HEARD YOU!"
Huey turned his head away from Riley and tried to go to sleep. Riley looked at Huey with a surprised face before leaving the room. He sat down and turned on the T.V. and he watched T.V. for a while. After 30 minutes or so, Huey woke up. He was sweating, and he felt worse then he did 30 minutes ago. Huey sat upright, but his head hurt, and that caused him so much pain. He slowly got of the bed, due to the fact that his side still hurt, and he could hardly move around. His skin tone was the same color as a sheet of music paper, and he looked like he was ready to pass out any minute, but he managed to walk down the stairs.
