☁ fourteenth dream :: voice post

[dreamsofhorns]

Yesterday we had a snowball fight, because Mom decided we needed to have one. I said I didn't want to since I had a book I wanted to finish reading, but then Mom would just hide my books. Again. So instead, I found Dad and well...joined in. I'm no good at sports though, so I ended getting hit a lot. I'm used to cold, but that doesn't mean I like

Comments

[notflynn]

We wouldn't always argue if your father wasn't such an idiot.

[dreamsofhorns]

Eh? Ah, um....m-maybe?

[notflynn]

I would have won, too, if it weren't for him.

[dreamsofhorns]

So competitive...

[notaspure]

Leon and I never did make it to the store.

[dreamsofhorns]

...Sorry, I wasn't really much help there.

[notaspure]

It's alright. Don't worry about it, Ruca.

[dreamsofhorns]

Um, right... Are you and Leon okay?

[wind_magic]

...I really hope he doesn't try to make dinner.

[dreamsofhorns]

Same here... It shouldn't be too bad if one of us watches him the entire time if he decides to.

[wind_magic]

Or we could always try keeping him away from the kitchen entirely.

[dreamsofhorns]

How?

[swordmastering]

One of us should cook dinner instead of giving him the chance to. I don't want to get sick.

[dreamsofhorns]

I can cook, but I'm bad at convincing Dad not to cook...