#ler!gerald

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--Just do the damn dishes, Kyle!!--

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|Lee - Kyle -- Ler - Gerald|

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FT - Sheila

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"So what, you just sit around all day?" Gerald asked Kyle, sitting on the edge of the bed

"Yeah, pretty much, unless Stan comes over." Kyle replied, focusing on his game

Gerald sighed and looked at Kyle "...How is that comfortable? You're gonna have your head cracked open if you fall."

Kyle was lying on his bed, upside down on the bed, his head not even close to the floor.

"Calm down, dad." Kyle rolled his eyes being going back to the game

"Y'know Kyle, back in my times, me and your mother would do the dishes in the free time. And it's clear you're behind on your chores." Gerald put his hands on his hips

"Oh... that's all you want from me?" Kyle asked as Gerald nodded. Kyle snorted

"Heh. Nice try, oldie. I'm not leaving this spot."

"Oh you little--" Gerald shot his hands over and scribbled all over Kyle's belly

Kyle squealed and dropped his controller before giggling "Ehehehe! Dahahad-- cuhuhut it ohohout!"

"Remember Kyle, I'm your father. Listening is common sense." Gerald teased lightly

"Noho-- this is so gahahahay! *snort*" Kyle covered his face in embarrassment

"Huh, you still snort after all these years?"

"Shuhuhut uhuhup!" Kyle squealed

"Y'know, all I ask is for you to do the God damn dishes, child!" Gerald moved a hand over, moving his finger up and down Kyle's soles

"EEP-! D-DahahaHAHAHAHAD!! *snort*" Kyle couldn't do much since he was upside-down

"This dad ain't gonna stop until he hears a "Yes father, I'll do the dishes"!"

"IHIHIHIT TIHIHIhihihickles!- EEEEHEHEHEHE!!"

"That's the point, mister." Gerald chuckled lightly before squeezing both of Kyle's sides

"FUHUHUCK-! *snort* DAHAHAHAD!!" Kyle put his hands on his dad's wrists

"Christ, Gerald. What is--" Sheila came in before giggling. "Ah."

"MOHOHOHOHOM HEHEHEHELP-!" Kyle begged, tears pricking into the corners of his eyes

"Will you do the dishes?" Gerald grinned

"YES-! YEHEHEHES!" Kyle agreed, nodding frantically

Gerald then stopped, letting Kyle just slide onto the floor smoothly while panting

Sheila just laughed. "Come on. There's a pile of dishes waiting, Bubby!" Sheila walked away, Gerald standing up and following

Kyle just sighed and huffed before getting up and dusting himself off. He grumbled all the way downstairs.

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