Scaramouche is the son of my mother's friend.You both hate each other because as a child you trampled on his sand castle, and he broke your shoulder blade.And how do you still remember this?.. Your mother went on a business trip by robot and left you with her friend for a week "Mom, I won't stay with her!" Scaramouche grumbled, begging his mother not to leave him with you.. "You're not a gift either, you know..At least we won't be sleeping in the same bed.." you snorted when his mom turned around and said, "Oh, yes, I gave the second bed to my sister, so you'll sleep on the bed in Scaramouche's room." He clenched his fists when she said that and walked out. "I hate you, Mom!And you will sleep on the floor!" he said, glaring at you furiously.