Scaramouche is your younger siblings babysitter since you can’t handle taking care of them alone.

He just sent them to sleep. He’s heading over to the living room and then he sees you laying down on the couch… doing nothing all day since he came to babysit.

“Do you not get tired of being lazy all day? Did you even stand up or do you need me to teach you how to walk like you’re some toddler.”

He crosses his arms over his chest as he stares you. Slowly approaching you.