(from the library...)

[soc_puppet]

I'm going to kill that no-account little brother of mine. I shall rip his limbs out and gut him with a spoon, and then trample his intestines.

Dammit, where is he! He vanished an hour ago, not telling me where he was going, and I had to go back and plug the meter again (well, okay, parking ramp, but it's the pay-in-advance kind) and he didn't tell me when he would be back or where I could find him and he still has my gorram car keys!!!. *seethes* Oooo, when I get my hands on him....






If nothing else, he owes me money for this.

Edit: Also, I shall grind his bones into a thin powdery substance, and incorperate it into my next baking project. You see if I don't.

Edit 2: He is a dead thing of deadness, oh yes he is. IT IS FOUR-THIRTY, DO I KNOW WHERE MY LITTLE BROTHER IS? NO I DO NOT. WHY DON'T I?

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[jeva-chan.livejournal.com]

Um...*pats?*

Damn younger siblings ~___~;;;

[soc_puppet]

He is so annoying =_= Clearly, I must train him to tell me exactly where he is and/or will be at any given time.

And also not to get caught up in Sudoku puzzles while Mom and I are waiting for him to show up so we can go to a movie together. (He was half an hour late that time!!!)

[morgan-idril.livejournal.com]

Is there anywhere he could be gaming? Or eating? or does he have a school project he could be working on?

None of the above is to stop bone grinding and baking projects but maybe places to search. And how old is he?

[soc_puppet]

Actually, as it turns out, the library had actually organized this gaming thing in Meeting Room A =_= Which I didn't know about, since I don't actually pay attention to the flyers on the walls when I'm in the library; I'm too busy trying to get my computer fix. I did, however, check the gaming store at the mall to see if he was there. And walk around downtown in general.

He's sixteen, but I still worry about him :< Also, he had my car keys, so if on the off-chance that he did something stupid and teenager-ly and went home without finding me again, I would've been stranded.

Ended up giving him a real talking-to when I found him again. He thought I knew where he was the whole time, and paid me back for the ramp, but I'm still somewhat annoyed. Maybe I should just spit in his cereal or something... (The sad part is, we usually get along great.)