Daddy is screeching. Mommy is passed out.

Jul 27, 2002 23:45

I have hatched, and without becoming daddy's breakfast, lunch, or dinner. He would have gotten food poisoning anyway. -sips a Frostie Peach Soda- Hmm.....

These past few hours of my so far short life have been rather interesting. Most of my siblings have yet to hatch, but the eggs have been going into fits of frantic wiggling for short periods of time all day. Won't be long now, and while the other hatchlings (my sisters Kivi and Avery, and my.... actually, I'm not sure what Uner is...) are still working on adding to their vocabularies beyond the words 'hi' and 'food', I am already, as you can see, typing big words like vocabularies on the laptop I stole from daddy. I'm hiding in the closet. After two hours of his veins popping out of his forehead, I doubt he'd find me now. But if he does I have a nice little squirt gun I constructed with the mini shampoo bottle I found in the bathroom. There's cold coffee inside. Coffee stings if you get it in your eyes, right?

Never the less, I must decide which one of my dear sisters I will take under my wing. I can't be the only one to make daddy twitch. Uner drools too much, so no, and he/she spits at people. Although... that could be useful.... -ponders-
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