Livin' With The Lords

Chapter 17: Oblivious

Lynn: Oh, how horrible!

Crasher: Downright terrible, kid!

Lynn: Maybe we should stop watching the news and focus on more positive things instead. Like fixing my toy guillotine, if it wouldn't be too big of a bother for you.

Crasher: What? No, I wasn't talking about the clucking TV, I was talking about Negaduck!

Lynn: You and Papa are having issues? Oh no!

Crasher: It’s just like, I can’t get him out of my head and every time I look at him I have this pain in my chest, and I just know it’s his fault, that whiny little bitch!

Lynn: Crash... You and Papa have lived together for years, right?

Crasher: Yeah, so?

Lynn: And you both take care of me.

Crasher: 'Course we do!

Lynn: And you go out to do things together all the time. Make each other laugh. Bandage each other's injuries...

Crasher: D'ya have a point to this, brat, or are ya just talking for the sake of it?

Lynn: ...

Lynn, grinning: Just that it is most definitely Papa's fault and you should tell him so. Immediately.

—later—

Crasher: LIVING WITH YOU MAKES ME SICK!

Crasher: [slams door shut as he leaves the room]

Negaduck, just returning home: What the cluck's wrong with him?

Lynn: He just likes you too much, Papa.

Negaduck, snorting: Yeah, sure kiddo.

Lynn, in her head: This has the potential to entertain me and the boys for weeks... Provided I fan the flames just right.

Lynn: [giggles melodically]