TO PHIL'S... but first...
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 17
by
copier
· original author:
doomed
"Well, we can move the sleep over to my house," Phil suggested. "Sounds like a plan to me. I'll call your mom and tell her about the change of plans," Carla then sniffed the boys and groaned.
"But first you stinky boys better take a bath! You smell like sweaty pits and wax!" Carla teased them and then took them to the bathroom to get them cleaned. She filled a paper cup with warm water and handed Phil and John slivers of soap. The boys frowned, perferring to run about dirty rather than taking an early bath. "STINKY, STINKY, STINKY!" Carla continued to tease them as she stepped out of the bath room.
A while later she returned with a sleeping bag under her arm. "I'm ready? Are you?" As she asked, Phil was helping John dry off with a piece of tissue. "Yep, just about ready."
"Okay, let's go."
"But first you stinky boys better take a bath! You smell like sweaty pits and wax!" Carla teased them and then took them to the bathroom to get them cleaned. She filled a paper cup with warm water and handed Phil and John slivers of soap. The boys frowned, perferring to run about dirty rather than taking an early bath. "STINKY, STINKY, STINKY!" Carla continued to tease them as she stepped out of the bath room.
A while later she returned with a sleeping bag under her arm. "I'm ready? Are you?" As she asked, Phil was helping John dry off with a piece of tissue. "Yep, just about ready."
"Okay, let's go."
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