Three days ago...
"We'll be back soon boys, it'll only be this weekend," their mother reassured them.
Their father added, "Cart you're nineteen, I trust you'll keep your brother under control for the time being right?"
"He's quite a bit of work, but nothing is can't handle." Cart chuckled.
"Criss, make sure you listen to your big brother alright."
The parents heads off closing the door behind them. A grin slid across Chriss' face and he stood up from the sofa where he was seated.
"Hehe! No bedtime, unlimited food and best of all... INDOOR WATER BALLOON FIGHTS." Criss jumped around.
"And just whats gave you the idea that I'd allow any of that." Cart bonked his nose.
He then followed up with a smile. "Is what I would've said if we didn't have this place for ourselves."
"YES!" Criss dashed off down the hallway.
"Hey, don't run!" Cart called after him, already too late.
The rest of the day passed faster than Cart expected. Junk food, noise and Criss refusing to sit still for more than five minutes.
It was exhausting, but it was fine.
That night, Criss fell asleep on the couch with an empty snack wrapper still clutched in his hand. Cart smiled at the sight before draping a blanket over him and turning off the lights.
The next morning...
"Nooooo! Why do I have to shower now?" Criss tries pulling away from Cart who held firmly on his shirt.
"Stop resisting you'll rip the shirt"
"Then you let go"
"No, you will shower right now."
"Then let it rip, I'll be free then" Criss chuckles.
[Indefinite hiatus]