Ferdinand's Point Of View
"Uncle Ferdi! Where's everyone else?" Joobehlee asked as I entered their kitchen.
"Dealing with Arell. He drove his four-wheeler down the stairs..." I sighed, as I took a seat at the breakfast bar.
"Wha! Did he get hurt? Is he okay?!" Arrisa asked in a panic.
"Yeah, Sylvester grabbed him just in time, before he slammed into the wall... It was a close call. I confiscated his car until the spring time, at the very least."
"That boy is a frikkin handful! Seriously, I think he ages me 10 years everytime I play with him." Delcain sighed, his head in his hands.
"I know what you mean. I can't take my eyes off of him, or else he'll dissappear and be elbow deep into troublesome shenanigans. " I agreed.
"Just the other day, he almost flooded my bathroom trying to surf in the tub!" Tahlia said, peeved.
"Well I for one think he's absolutely adorable. He's insanely smart, and seems to be the type of kid to learn through experience." Sable chuckled.
