Me: ready as always -gets in a fighting position-

Peter: welp. Maybe we should watch a horror movie

Peter: meh meh meh -mocks you- (he is literally a 5 year old XD)

Me: after this wanna go to the food court? -gets chainsaw ready-

Do you have to go now?

Peter: me tooo!!!! -runs off to the food court- Me: how many people is up there Melissa?

Peter: you disgust me. Lilith, a romance? And Fredrick, a health bar? Yuck

Me: I'm not tired Peter: I'm just hungry

Peter: that worked well. -is sitting on top of Fredrick-

Good night

Me: naw toots. We gotta BE the ones who kill Peter: that's why we're murderers

Peter: -runs into living room- GUESS WHOS BACK BITCHES -belly wobbles a bit as he runs-

Peter: -sighs and puts it in his pocket- it's a pretty color. Me: I feel like someone's watching us... -gets chainsaw ready-

Good night

Peter: what was that? -looks dejectedly at the only thing he could steal, nail polish- me: ppfftt

Peter: -chuckles- you are the prettier of the two. And I think she smells like potatoes too so I don't like that. But if SHE is going to dress like that so will I -takes off clothes so he's only in his underwear-

Me: -coughs runs out- Peter: gah! What is that stuff? -puts scarf around his nose-

Me: EMOSSS SHALL RULEEE Peter: literally none of these damnable shirts will fit me

Peter: ha ha fucking ha. -bumps Fredrick hard with his hips and goes after sour- sour! Lilith's boobs are showing!

-Peter and I follow- Peter: these shirts are tiny! Just look at em! -pulls up fnaf shirt- me: woah! They got gauges here!