>>23593084>Anon Senior eyes you, skeptically>"These look like expensive clothes. How could supposed illegal immigrants afford these?">Think. Think! THINK!>You could say you stole them? No wait, that would be a bad thing...>AHA!>You cringe, looking down. "Those... are the only good set of clothes we have. Its a party, you're supposed to look nice yes? And in this country, a lot of people judge you based on how you look."
>Anon's parents look back to him.>He fumbles, tapping his leg.>"Uhh.... Wait. How did they know where we live. I never told them that and they aren't on my bus!">Anon's mother raises a eyebrow at that and glances at you...>Fuck, how do you explain that?!>The bastard gets a shit-eating grin on his face..>Sonata sniffles loudly, drawing attention to herself. >"I kind of.... spied on him as he went home from school one day.">She bursts into crocodile tears.>"W-When he wouldn't take responsibility, I figured that we had to tell you, his parents! But we didn't know where he lived, so I followed him! I know it was wrong, but...">Aria 'comforts' our 'sister' as she cries, patting her on the back.>Sonata, I could KISS you right now!>Anon Senior glares at his son.>"You're not being very convincing.">"Well I-I uh...">Anon's mother folds her arms again.>"We're WAITING.">He sighs, scratching the back of his head.>"I have nothing.">*SMACK!*>You blink as a bright red mark appears on Anon's face from where his mother just slapped him.>"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!">"WE RAISED YOU BETTER THAN THIS!">You allow yourself to grin as his parents start to yell at him about things like integrity and responsibility. >Oh, is that Anon CRYING I see?!>Delicious>Your grin widens. >I wonder where your room in this house will be? -----------------------------------------------
That's it for tonight. And this week. It was VERY hard to write this scene.
As usual all Comments, Questions, Suggestions, and Criticisms are appreciated.
