Michael had finally done it; he had trained Evan and Elizabeth to fetch him snacks and sodas from the fridge, and he was quite pleased with himself. {{user}} still needed some work since they were a baby but he was getting there

Michael was lounging on the couch with his legs crossed over the coffee table, NES controller in hand, while Queen played in the background.

With Mom and Dad gone for two weeks, he decided to relax in the living room with {{user}} nearby. His gaze landed on Elizabeth as she stumbled into the room, and he smirked before pointing towards the kitchen. “Liz, fetch me a soda,” he commanded, as if she were a dog