"Do you want to play pillow fight?" Misoo stood at my door in her little orange one piece fluffy pajama costume; she looks so adorable.

But I ignored her.

"Kyungsoo, just play the hiding game with me PLEASE!" My sister bugged me for the infinite time as she skipped over to my bed; I can't even count the amount.

"Not now Misoo, I'm doing something really important. Can't you tell little bug?" I ruffled her hair.

"I can tell mom that you don't want to play with me when she gets home." Smart mouth. I looked away from my book as Misoo folded her arms as if she won. I squinted and playfully glared. 

"Trying to cause an uproar kiddo? Just remember the one who taught you how to get your way..." I smirked as I slowly leaned in, getting ready to tackle her with tickles.

*Kitchen phone rings*

My sister looked at me as she fixed her little 6 year old lips to form an 'o'. I willingly gave up before she implants any ideas in her head to tell mom. I sighed.

"Ooooo, my mommy is calling so you know what that means~," she sang. Suddenly, Misoo ran for the entrance of my room. Shocked, I quickly ran after her to stop her in her little evil tracks. I spit out some of her hair as I held her in my grasp so she couldn't leave. Misoo smacked me.

"Ew yucky! You spit on me you...poodle! I knew you always wanted to be a dog." I squinted at her. She grumbled as she twist and turned in my arms, trying to break free. Suddenly I had a plan. My eyes bugged as I slowly looked down at my baby sister. She looked to me, and made me feel like a weirdo.

"Alright Misoo, you win-" Her face became brighter than direct sunlight.

"Yay yay yay!" Misoo clapped her hands as she jumped-still in my arms.

"Just count to 10 and I'll hide."