Sunday Part 1

I woke up at seven am on Sunday. Did I willing wake up at that time? No. I woke up at that time because Van decided that he now enjoyed screaming in my ear. Not only did I wake up with a shattered eardrum but I also woke up to his evil twin, Nessa, stuffing the pink socks Key got me. She managed to stack the books from the bottom of my library and reached into my hamper and stuffed my property into her diapers. Danny poked his head into my room, surveyed the area, and when he deemed everything ok he left. It was official, I am going to commit murder.

"He's fine! He's just waking up your laziest child!" Dan shouted, possibly to my parents.

Here I thought he came to make sure the little demons weren't harassing me. Of course not. The least he could have done was gather them in his clutch and chuck them out. I will make him regret his lack of action.

"Daniel stop shouting in the house!" my dad's voice boomed through the walls.

"And Van and Nessa you better have your toys put away