Thinking nothing of it, Billy left the remote  on the nearest surface, which happened to be the little table in front of the couch. What could happen?

With a shrug, he went about his own business. 

A few minutes later, his sister Britany was halfway ready for school, tugging a brush through her hair as she limped about with only one shoe on.

”Where’s the other one…?” She muttered to nobody, falling into the couch so she could concentrate on just one thing at a time. 

Hair in order, tied back into a ponytail, she postponed looking for her other shoe. Maybe the cat had it, maybe she’d just left it somewhere. In any case, mom would help. Until then she could just wait around, because moms always helped.

Sat on the couch with nothing to do, she figured she might as well watch TV for a bit. Even if it was just the news or something it was better than silence. Picking up the remote, she…