Riley: " What are you doing out of bed, I thought you were sick and needed some god damn rest."
Huey stared at Riley like he was trying to kill him with his eyes. Most of the time Huey would tell him to shut up or ground him, But instead he just shrugged.
Huey: " I'm thirsty, and my emergency water bottles are not underneath my bed...in it's cooler...locked by a key!"
Huey's voice was choked up due to his sore throat. He also held on the couch for support not being able to stand up straight and because his head was spinning a bit.
Riley: " Well, they gone. I made a water balloon with them yesterday to throw at you remember."
Huey: " Ugh, Yes and those were the clothes Luther King Jr gave me before he moved to Canada."
Riley: "Oh well, At lest I was nice enough to dry it in the drying machine."
Huey frowned not wanting to start an argument about how the clothes were hung dry only he slowly and carefully walked in the kitchen.
Riley: " What are you doing."
Huey: " I'm...I'm...Achoo. Getting orange juice *cough*."
Riley almost didn't hear a word that Huey said because he sore thought was getting worse.
Riley: " You ain't touching Granddad's orange juice."
Huey: " I have to stay hydrated and the orange juice is a better choice for me to drink."
Riley: " N***** I said you are not touching Granddad's orange juice."
Huey(narrator): " Riley was enjoying being in charge and now he is letting the power get to his head."
Huey gave Riley a look before heading towards the fridge. He opened the fridge door and a cool breeze hit him, Cooling him down a bit.
Riley: " Yo Huey, Is you death. I said do not touch Granddad's orange juice."
Huey reached over to grab the orange juice causing him pain a little. He closed the fridge Gently not trying to make at lot of noise since his head was throbbing with pain. Huey then opened the wooden cupboards to get a glass cup.
Riley: " You know what Huey, I dare you to drink Granddad's orange juice."
Huey set the cup on the counter and started to pour the orange juice in the cup. Seeing the stream of orange juice made Huey feel uneasy in his stomach, So he immediately stopped pouring the drink and held his hand to his mouth. Huey sat down on the floor, One hand on his stomach and another on his mouth trying to hold the urge to barf. Huey's eyes widen as the urge to barf grew stronger. The fluids in Huey's stomach splashed around making Huey feel worse. Then suddenly a warm steam of fluids shot up Huey's thought and he made a gagging sound. He thought he wasn't able to hold in his barf. After 20 seconds of suffering Huey's urge to barf passed. He slowly stood up and poured the orange juice back into the container. Huey started to walk back upstairs miserable.
Riley: " Oh Huey, You're grounded n*****."
Huey: " What *Gags* for."
Riley: " For not listening to me the first time."
Huey: " Fine, clean up this *Cough* place, It's starting to...Achoo..Smell like you. That's not a good thing."
Riley: " Shut up Huey, go to your room."
Huey walked upstairs pissed off at the fact that Riley was the worst babysitter ever. But then again he is doing what most 8 year olds would do. Huey manage to make it to there top of the stairs before holding his stomach that was crying in pain. He tried to lay down when he got another jolt of pain to his side and he almost yelled but the pain passed in time. Just then the phone rang in the living room.
Riley: " Hello."
Robert: " Hello Riley, um...I'm stuck in traffic and i wont be home for another 30 minutes. How's Huey doing?"
Riley: " He's OK...Um he went back to sleep."
Robert: " Alright, Bye."
Riley: " Peace out homie."
Riley hanged up the phone 'another 30 minutes in charge...perfect' he thought. he laughed before changing the T.V channel. After a couple of minutes there was a knock on the door. Riley got up in order to answer the door. To his surprise jasmine was outside the door.
Jasmine: " Hi Riley, Is Huey home."
Riley: " Yes, But he is sick."
Jasmine: "He is, Can i stay to say hi or something."
Riley: " Pft, Whatever. I'm in charge so you have to listen to me since Huey is to sick to be in charge."
Jasmine: "Oh, OK."
Jasmine entered the house and walked up stairs as Riley sat down on the couch and changed the T.V channel once more. She opened the door slowly not wanting to wake up Huey if he is sleeping, But luckily he's not.
Huey: " Come in."
Jasmine " Hi Huey, Are you feeling any better."
Huey: " No."
Jasmine: " Oh, Well if you need anything I will be downstairs."
Huey: " Whatever."
Jasmine walked out of the room and closed the door behind her. She walked downstairs and sat next to Riley. 'Great, Now i got to watch 2 people this is a lot of work.' He thought
