"Alright, fine, no more farting," you say. "For now."
Lewis grimaces, and walks away towards the living room.
You turn around, and head into the kitchen to answer the loud growling in your stomach.
You turn on the stove, and grab a pan, and your desired ingredients, and in no time, you have perfectly browned ground beef simmering with tender beans.
You grab two plates, and set them on the kitchen island, and rib two beautiful leaves off a head of cabbage. You scoop some for Lewis, and you give yourself a generous scoop onto yours.
"Lunch, Lew!" you shout, and Lewis comes running into the kitchen.
It smells amazing, but his face drops when he sees what's for lunch.
"What's the matter, Lew? Not excited for lunch today?" you ask with a smug grin on your face.
"I'm not excited about the farts this is gonna make," he grumbles. He sits at his spot anyways, and grabs a fork.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" you say as you grab his plate. You bring it down to your butt, and let a nasty one rip out of your butt, and onto his food.
"Secret ingredient," you say as you set it down in front of him. He looks at the food with a slightly shocked and disgusted face, his mouth hanging open. His stomach growls, and he frowns as he decides what to do.
A knock at the door grabs your attention. That's weird. You're not expecting anyone, and it's Sunday. There's never any mail on Sunday.
"I'll go get it!" Lewis says, almost jumping out of his seat.
"Fine," you say, but then you realize that Mom and Dad would kill you if they found out you let Lewis answer the door to a stranger.
Maybe you should just let Lewis answer the door. What's the worst that could happen? It's not like someone's gonna drop off a mysterious package containing a shrink ray and magic dust that would help Lewis exact revenge on you.
On second thought... Maybe you should answer the door! But answer it yourself.
Ugh, but it's also Sunday. Can't you just start off your 3 weeks free from your parents with a relaxing day to torture your brother? You should call him back, and ignore the door.
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