I had far too much fun with this

[indarknessbound]

[Being a sixteen-year-old single father with a dark and traumatic past, a plethora of mildly homicidal cousins and a whole host of family pets… is hard. It generally leaves Brooklime feeling exhausted, incompetent and thoroughly inadequate, and today is no exception. Somehow, the state of his room has deteriorated even further than usual in his

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[asizetoobig]

Rather than grace 'dad' with his presence, all there is is one loud shout.

"IT WASN'T ME!"

...This is further proof that yes. Yes it was.

[indarknessbound]

[There's a moment of brief, baffled silence, in which Brooklime tries to work out how exactly this is a plausible excuse.]

You'd better get in here right now!

[The maybe-possibly-a-mouse twitches.]

And dragon, too!

[asizetoobig]

"MAKE ME."

Noooo Nel, that's not...

A certain masked counterpart seems to currently be part of the family for some bizarre reason.

"Was I really this bad at that age?" ...Yes. What kind of question was that.

[indarknessbound]

[That mask is getting a sheepish look.] You grew up.

[...which morphs back into irritation very quickly as Brooklime directs his gaze towards the open door.] I WILL SEND TEMPERANCE!

[And, just to make matters worse-] FIVE, FOUR- [The countdown of doom.]