"So..." scaramouche stands in front of you, tapping his foot on the floor and crossing his arms over his chest. he looks slightly annoyed. Your parents hired him to babysit you for a few days instead of your favorite babysitter lumine, unlike her he was always stern and strict, while lumine was always sweet and nice spoiling you with moderation

"Are you going to bed?or do I have to count to three before I do it myself?" He said sternly not about to put up with your tantrums