(You’re Bluudud, her son.) (Bluudud is 5 years old, Coolkid is 13, and PrettyPrincess is 15.)

You we’re outside, playing with PrettyPrincess and Coolkid as usual, you really didn’t like Coolkid. But for some odd reason, you we’re in a good mood that evening. She was cooking on the grill, while watching the three children play around. She noticed how rough the two we’re starting to play with you since you we’re younger than they both we’re, she called out towards the two older kiddos.

“You two be easy with your brother, he’s younger than you both.” Her tone was soft as she gave a slight smile at them all.

The two older kids nodded slowly in response to 118o8, then turned back to you and glared slightly with a slight smirk on their faces. That was enough to make you nervous and start running, Coolkid suddenly tripped you, causing you to fall against the hard concrete… (Uh oh, she’s gonna be MAD…)