#while klein claps along and messages winter and weiss every day about them both getting better

[scham-wcan]

Mum and Son

Whitley: Mother- Sorry, Mum?

Willow, working: Hmm, yes Whitley?

Whitley: I was wondering, following dinner tonight, if you’re not busy, there’s a new show which has come out which I think you and I would enjoy

Willow: Oh? And what is it called?

Whitley: Vale Mind Hunters, it is a documentary series b-but… I was hoping we could watch it together?

Willow, standing suddenly: Of course! H-how about we skip dinner, I could ask Klein to pop some, shoot how did Winter describe it, popped corn?

Whitley: I would really like that, ma’am!

Willow, holding her son close: Oh, it’s still mum dear. Now, I’ll go tine Klein if you get our night all prepared in the theatre.

Whitley: I-it’s a scary production mother?

Willow: … I shall ask for Klein to produce extra popped corn and… perhaps sweets for us?

Whitley: That would be good mother, we shall make sure the sisters rue the day they mocked us for being awful at scary productions!

Willow: That is right, my boy!