Spoiled by Eight Uncles

Lilly and Josh tugged Lisa along to the guest room on the third floor.

Aunt Lisa was back now, but she was not living in the same room as Uncle Anthony.

“Aunt Lisa, we’re going back to face the wall and think about what we’ve done!” Lilly petted Lisa’s head. “Be good and stay here, and don’t go running around!”

Lisa sat on the bed obediently, staring straight ahead as usual. Her head turned around to stare at Lilly sometimes, or Josh.

She seemed the exact same, aside from looking paler.

Josh lay by the bed, his chin on his palms. “Lilly, can my Mom ever go back to normal?”

Lilly shook her head. “I’m not sure, Master said that it’s not confirmed.

Josh let out a small sigh.

Oh, well.

As long as his mother was here, things seemed good enough. He’d take good care of her.

“Let’s go face the wall and think about what we’ve done.” Josh took Lilly’s hand, sticking out his head and peeking out. He saw that Bettany was nowhere to be seen, and lowered his voice at once. “We’ll just close the door when we’re back, and pretend to be asleep. Alright?”

Lilly had not slept at all last night, and had to be beyond tired.

He was tired, too.

Lilly could not help but grow nervous, feeling like she was doing something bad. “What if Grandma finds out?”

Josh shook his head. “She won’t. Trust me!”

Lilly: Alright!

The two children mumbled among themselves, running back to their rooms.

Lisa pricked up her ears, watching Josh and Lilly chatter as they left the room, waving at her before closing the door.

It was then that Lisa lowered her head, staring at her hands.

time later, she raised her right hand up slowly, waving it with

rang from outside the window, “Hey hey hey!”

and saw a green bird

wiggled in through the cracked open window expertly, tilting his head

a thirst for knowledge in your eyes!” He said, “How about I teach

stare at

on the chair in front of Lisa. “Come on, say

Lisa: …

was extremely patient.

Lisa:…

you have a mouth and don’t even

as the words rang through the air, Bellflower sprang out from the curtain box, pouncing on

scared out of his wits. He cursed out

window,

with chaos

Rookie, that’s

“My tail!”

for sure no matter what

onto Lisa’s head

tracks, flicking its tail as it stared at the parrot on Lisa’s

come on, come get me if you can!

a protector, crowing arrogantly. “I’m the king of kings,

let out a low growl. She leapt off the armchair deftly, pouncing swift and

flapping into the air. Just then, Bellflower felt as if her hind legs were

did not know how to carry a cat, and dangled Bellflower in

displeased meow, reaching up and sinking her sharp little teeth into the back of Lisa’s hand.

this would be sure to let go

Lisa did not.

even harder.

her head all of a sudden, bending

stunned, her eyes

and thus

other, Bellflower biting harder

backed out first, letting go