He was about to walk up to her computer and use the Chronivac to fix himself when he heard a voice from the stairs. "Jeffy, I don’t want you touching my things without me. Stay out of my room." It was Emily coming up to check on him.
Man, he thought, did she have a sixth sense or something?
"I wasn't... I just..." he stuttered as he tried to think up a quick lie, but in a few long strides she was standing next to him in her doorway. Her sheer size was enough to intimidate him into silence.
Emily just took his hand gently but firmly and walked him out of her room. Then, she shut her door, and knelt down in front of him to talk to him eye to eye. Even at his eye level, she still intimidated him. "I have some important adult things in there that you might break accidentally if you played with them," she said. "You wouldn't want to break your big sis's things, would you?"
He shook his head.
She smiled and leaned in to give him a quick peck on the forehead. "Good boy," she said. Then, she stood up and took his little hand in hers again. "Now," she said. "Let's go finish up your potty break."
She led him towards the bathroom as he gulped, dreading what was coming next. He briefly glanced back at her closed door, wondering just how he could get into her room without her noticing.
"This is going to be tough," he said to himself.
"No, it'll be easy. Trust me," she replied. "I'll even help you wipe."
He frowned and silently cursed the Chronivac for the mess he was in.