"I wanna watch TV!" Billy cried out.
"Okay, okay how about this. Since it's probably a bad idea to use the squirt guns, especially around mom. How about we watch TV. I think Sesame street is on."
"That's shows for babies!" Tommy whined.
"We wanna watch Transformers!" the twins chanted in unison.
"Okay, okay. Transformers it is." They cheered as we all gathered around the Television and soon the opening theme for Transformers came on. They boys sang along to it, even though just the other day they were just born.
As we watched it, I kept hearing this other voice calling out to me from the Television. As Optimus Prime was talking, I could swear I heard someone speaking over his dialogue.
'(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Remember your mission (Y/n)! (Y/n).'
"(Y/n)!" mom's voice rang out from the front door. She looked at me with concern on her face. "You okay sweetie? You seemed a bit out of it. The boys were starting to get worried cause they couldn't get you to respond."
"Huh? Oh that I uhh......I guess I was a little tired from school is all."
"You sure?"
"Pretty sure mom." I gave her a smile but she was still skeptical.
"Honeys I'm home!" dad's voice soon rang out.
"Hey honey."
"Hi dad." Both mom and I chorused out together.
"How was work?" mom asked.
"Oh you know, long hours, but steady paycheck. But enough about me, how were your days? Especially yours (Y/n), how did that Math test go?" I went silent.
"(Y/n). Don't tell me you failed, your father spent all weekend studying with you." Mom chastised me. But I smirked and said.
"I got an A!" mom clapped and dad came over and embraced me tightly.
"Oh that's my girl!" he praised me.
"But you know what that means, right dad?" I told him. Dad looked at me confused and pondered.
"Uhh what exactly was it again?"
"Now papa you know our deal. I ace the math test, you would come with me to the Father-Daughter dance at school. I've begged you time and again to come with me."
"Oh right that. Now are you sure you don't mind your old man embarrassing you with my ancient dinosaur moves?"
"By your dancing? Yes. You coming to the dance? No. C'mon dad, I'm practically a teenager now soon enough I'll be out of the nest and going off to high school, then college then before you know it I'll meet a boy and—"
"Alright, alright think I'll stop you right there missy. No boys till you're at least 50."
"Dad!"
"Too late for that, since she thinks Tony Rydinger from Algebra is soo cute!" Billy teased. I glared at my little brother and hissed at him.
"Shut up!"
"Well you do!"
"I said shut up yah little insect!" I growled threateningly.
"Do not shout at each other. Otherwise I'll revoke your dance privilege young lady." Mom warned me. I gapped at her before she gave me her challenging eye. It's where she raises her brow at me and her eyes grow wide, as she stares down at me daring me to challenge her.
"Yes ma'am." I surrendered with a sigh.
"Alright now that that's handled, everyone go wash up so that you all can help me with dinner." We all nodded and proceeded upstairs to wash up before helping mom with dinner before finally eating together as a family.
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