Sissy helps out

Tut-tut, looks like rain.
I see that mama is busy cookin’ dinner. I should probably help her out by bossin’ Bubby around. I think she would appreciate a little break.
Hey, Buuuuubby! Time to come in. You need to get in here and wash up for supper. Besides, it’s about to rain. You don’t want to catch a cold, do you?
(Bubby whirls by at ground breaking speeds, unattentive to his sister’s bidding.)
Hey! What are you deaf? I said get in here and wash up. A little soap and water never hurt anybody.
Hey, look, mama! It’s working. He’s coming. I just knew I would be good at this. You should probably let me do the bossin’ from here on out.
(Bubby whirls by again, this time laughing obnoxiously and chanting, “Nah-nah-nuh-nah-nah.”)
Muuuuther! He’s not listening! Ugh, children these days. Boy have I got my hands full. Now, I’m gonna give you to the count of three. One….two….three. Three. I said, THREE!
I declare. If I’ve told him once, I’ve told him a thousand times. That boy is cruisin for a bruisin.
What? Were you raised in a barn? I don’t have all day to stand here with this door open.
I’m obviously gonna have to give him a consequence. 
Okay, you have three choices. You can either sit in time out for three days or get grounded from all food and beverages. Nuh-uh, buddy-boy. Don’t you roll your eyes at me. That’s it. You’re grounded.

COME HERE! NOW! 
(Bubby begins crashing into the window repeatedly.)
Are you serious? You have got to be kidding me.
I JUST.WASHED.THAT.
Why do I do any cleaning around here?
That’s it. I’m comin’ out there. 
(If you can’t beat ’em, you might as well join em.)
Mommy can have her job back.

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