Patricia and Terrance bolted through the living room. Terrance skidded, missing Patricia, but that did not dampen his hopes. Being more athletic, Terrance followed in passionate pursuit. He jumped onto the couch and sprung onto Patricia before she could make a quick getaway. They toppled over with Terrance's legs locked around Patricia's neck and sprawled across the floor. Mother entered the room in time to seperate them.
"Patty and Terry,will you get a hold of yourselves!" said Mother.
Patricia snarled at her younger brother,two years her junior. "Pig head."
"Bird brain," said Terrance.
"Babbon legs," said Patricia.
"Monkey face," said Terrance.
"Patricia and Terrance, I have had enough of you! Does it always have to be a daily routine?" said Mother.
"Weasel," said Patricia, not bothered by her mother's interuption.
Terrance grimmaced. "Beaver butt."
Anger slowly rose inside Mother and flowed like larva looking for an exit point. She stifled it. Terrance and Patricia were unaware of how close to the edge they had driven her. Scowling and gritting her teeth, Mother stood up and walked off. A few minutes later, she returned composed. Mother announced Terrance and Patricia would spend the weekend at Grandma's. They were driving her crazy after an interminable day's work.