driving off from from the carnival, Your mom, your little brother and you made it home and was greeted by your little sister, Suzi. "Wow!" she screams.
"You guys got your faces painted! I wanted my face painted too! I want to be a little pony horse!" Suzi whines about wanting her face painted.
"Not tonight, ok? You chose to stay here and have a sleep over with your friends. We can paint your face another night." mom says as she sounded tired.
"But mom!" Suzi complained. trying to plea a losing argument.
"No buts. now then, go shower off and go to bed, all of you." Mom ordered.
as we each took our shower and changed into our pajamas that one by one as my brother was the last to get out of the shower, I was surprised to see him still looking like a dog. None of the paint had washed off. something wasn't right about him not washing his dog painted face.
"Eric! did you wash your face?" you asked him.
"Did you wash yours?" he shot back. this put fear in your heart.
The two of you quickly ran to the bathroom and stared in the mirror with surprise and shock. even with the shower you both had, You still looked like a clown as your brother was still painted like a dog. The shower had no effect on washing the paint off.
"MOMMMM!" you both yell. Your mom hears your screams and comes running upstairs. seeing her with dripping wet and painted like a lion.
"I see the two of you are having the same trouble I am. Why don't you boys go to bed for the night. if it doesn't wash off in the morning that I have something you can try for it." she said.
doing what your mother said, You both head off for bed. you hoped that this stuff could be washed off before school tomorrow. What do you do now? little did any of you knew that the paint had over ideas then to be washed off.