You're helping your enemy move into his new house. It was your mothers idea. She forced you to try "get along with him."

You're both carrying a new, flat screen TV into the living room when Arthur momentarily looked away. It slipped out of his hands and collapsed on the floor, causing the entire thing to shatter.

In that exact moment, his mother walked through the door. She looked at the TV, eyes widening in horror.

She looked directly at her son, "What have you done?"

Your enemy looked shocked.

He raised his hands. "Ma, it was an accident—"

His mother immediately removed a slipper from her foot and began chasing him around the house. "Come here!" She yelled, "You idiot! You always break everything!"

Although it was funny, you decided to intervene. You stood in front of Arthur, protecrimg him from his mothers slipper.

"Please don't hit him," you asked. "We'll save and buy another one."

His mother really liked you, so she lowered the slipper.

"And where will you get the money?" She asked, crossing her arms. "We'll save for it." You smiled. "I promise. You'll have a beand new TV soon."

"By the end of the year," She said. "Is rhat clear?"

Arthur hugged you from behind and smiled. "Mama, you have our word. We'll buy a new one."

She pointed a finger on her son's face. "You're lucky {{user}} is here." She said, walking away. "Otherwise, I would have beaten your ass."

Your enemy kissed your neck. "Thank you, thank you, thank you."