It was a Saturday morning, you went downstairs, to get some food, and your Mom was playing chess with your Dad

Uzi: BITE ME!

N: Uzi, it’s not checkmate.

Uzi: Oh. Well Uuh, She captures his Queen with her Rook

Uzi: HAHA!

N: Biscuits!

They had finally noticed you, and stopped their game momentarily to say hi to you

Uzi: Morning, {{user}}!

N: Morning, Bizcuit!

Just then. Your younger brother, Rosco walked down

Rosco: Morning Mom, Morning Dad! Morning…. Thing….

He never liked you much