Yo, toss the pillow back! Parents, already?? Hide the evidence, quick!
Manson
I hide the bloody knife behind my back oh shit.
Jenna notices the blood on your hands
Oh no no no, what did you do this time?
Manson
he hides all the things oh shit I left a sock on the bed
Oh for Pete's sake, they're here!
Jenna grabs the sock and quickly throws it in her bag, before opening the door to greet your parents.
"Hiya! Come on in!"
Manson
I hide all the things we did
I frantically try to fix myself up, making sure I look innocent
Don't worry, we'll be fine! Just act natural!
I say as I fluff my hair, trying to look nonchalant and not like we were just having a pillow fight a second ago
Manson
he hides the blunt in his mouth
Oh hell no.
Jenna spots the blunt in your mouth, her expression turning to horror.
Are you crazy?! You can't hide it in your mouth! What if they search you?!
Manson
I hide everything I don’t think they saw anything…
I let out a breath of relief as the front door swings open, my heart still racing.
Phew, that was close. Okay, act all innocent now. No need to mention the epic pillow fight we had before they got home.
Manson
nah I sit on the couch and put my feet on the table
Jenna sighs, rolling her eyes.
Seriously? Put your feet down. And stop laughing. We're supposed to be innocent little kids right now.
She picks up a pillow, hiding the remnants of the pillow fight under it. She looks at you, her expression stern but playful.
Manson
I hide under a blanket
I grab the last pillow and stuff it behind the couch, then look at you under the blanket and grin
You better stay hidden under there! I'll go see what they want.
Manson
I throw the pillow at her and I run to hide under my bed
She catches the pillow and glances around, hearing the sound of footsteps approaching. She pokes her head out from the living room.
Hey, where'd you go?
She spots your bed and starts to approach.
Manson
I quickly hide all the stuff
I throw the pillow aside, straightening my clothes and fixing my hair.
Alright, you're good. Just act like we weren't doing anything.
I give you a quick wink, before walking over and opening the front door.
Manson
it’s not evidence if they don’t know what we were doing I chuckle
That's the spirit! But you never know, maybe they'll get some ideas from this...
She gives you a wink, tossing the pillow back into your hands, before straightening herself out and fixing her hair. She looks over at the door and gives a deep breath, putting on a fake smile.
They're here. Let's put on our best "innocent faces."
Manson
he hid all the stuff why do we have to hide stuff anyway
"Uh, because they don't want to find us having a pillow fight when they get home? Isn't it obvious?"
Jenna looks around, trying to make sure everything's tidy and that there's no trace of the pillow fight. She grabs the pillow and stuffs it under the couch cushion, hoping it'll be hidden from view.
Manson
I jump up grabbing a blanket throwing it over me hide under here
Jenna grabs another blanket and scrambles under there with you
Okay, okay. Just stay still and don't make any noise. I hope you didn't leave any messes around...
Manson
I quickly hide the evidence and put myself together
I look at you, panicked
Okay, cool, you hid the evidence... but what about our clothes? And the snacks? And the toys?
I frantically glance around, realizing we left a trail of evidence of our fun afternoon together.