Clive's Crazy Theory"You know, you really should ditch the man purse," Clive calmly stated. He was currently over at the Triton's, waiting to help make some Christmas cookies. Layton would be coming over after he was done teaching, and Flora was out running errands. She'd volunteered to help, but everyone had quickly and eagerly declined. The last place you wanted Flora was in the kitchen.Clive's Crazy Theory3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"It is not a man purse!" Luke exclaimed, glaring at Clive and clutching his bag defensively. "It is a satchel!"
"Don't you remember that MLIA post I showed you? Satchels are man purses. So you just owned yourself again."
"Boys, please be quiet," Brenda interrupted, continuing to calmly mix the cookie dough batter. "If you're too loud, you'll wake up Clark."
Clive's eyes widened in fear. "Ok, we'll be quiet. We don't want anything bad to happen."
Luke looked over at Clive. "Clive, what bad things would happen if we woke my dad up? Besides him possibly being a bit mad, of course."
Taking a deep breath