"You missed a great run," Sammy pointed out as Alice entered the living room.
"Sorry about that," Alice replied. "I was caught up with some other stuff. You handled it, right?"
"Oh, we -kicked- his -butt-." Sammy grinned. "I dunno what you were worried about, Burkholder's a wuss."
"I just can't believe he went to all that trouble to rebuild his robot, or the base, for that matter."
Sammy shrugged. "Well, it was pretty straightforward. Not much changed from what you told me about, far as I can tell. Well, there was one thing...
heh." She let a sly smile creep onto her face. Alice frowned.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing, really." Sammy got up and stretched, then ambled towards the hallway leading to her room. "Just... I'm kinda proud of
myself."
"I'm proud of you too. You did good."
Sammy paused by the hallway, looking back over her shoulder at Alice. "Yep. We did." She winked. "And -I- did it with my clothes -on-."
Alice blushed and surged to her feet. "HEY!"
Sammy's giggling echoed down the hall as she bolted into her room and locked the door.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs
"Sorry about that," Alice replied. "I was caught up with some other stuff. You handled it, right?"
"Oh, we -kicked- his -butt-." Sammy grinned. "I dunno what you were worried about, Burkholder's a wuss."
"I just can't believe he went to all that trouble to rebuild his robot, or the base, for that matter."
Sammy shrugged. "Well, it was pretty straightforward. Not much changed from what you told me about, far as I can tell. Well, there was one thing...
heh." She let a sly smile creep onto her face. Alice frowned.
"What's so funny?"
"Oh, nothing, really." Sammy got up and stretched, then ambled towards the hallway leading to her room. "Just... I'm kinda proud of
myself."
"I'm proud of you too. You did good."
Sammy paused by the hallway, looking back over her shoulder at Alice. "Yep. We did." She winked. "And -I- did it with my clothes -on-."
Alice blushed and surged to her feet. "HEY!"
Sammy's giggling echoed down the hall as she bolted into her room and locked the door.
--sofaspud
--"Listening to your kid is the audio equivalent of a Salvador Dali painting, Spud." --OpMegs