“Appa! Already bought your present?” Asked Shinwoo while helping his mommy to cook. He placed his phone on his shoulder with his head slightly bent to his left to hold onto the phone.

“Oh, still looking for it…” Howon wandered around the shopping mall for more than 2 hours, yet nothing was hanging around his arms. Lee Howon, is it really that hard to choose a gift?

“What?!” Shinwoo shouted in surprise and mistaken cut the potato into half.

“Oh my god!” Shinwoo looked at the potato and started to cry in guilt.

I’m sorry, Mr potato! I didn’t mean to cut your body into half. What should I do?

“Yah! Lee Shinwoo, are you okay?”

“I’m okay.” Said Shinwoo with the tears swimming around his eyes.

Don’t worry, Mr Potato! I will ask for help from the magician to join your body back together! If he can’t do it, you still have me! I will bury you well inside my stomach!

Shinwoo said to his heart and touched by his own confession. Oh no! This kid is really live in his own world!

“Aiyo~ Appa didn’t know what to choose for him. You know your uncle is a bit “unique”.” Howon replied cutely while his hand continued to poke on the Pororo plushie girly that the uncle near to him kept on looking at him. His mind is thinking, “Wow! The guys nowadays are totally different. He must be waiting for his transgender surgery. What a pity “guy”!”

“Don’t worry, appa! You have Shinwoo the consultant!”

“So, what should I buy?”

“Money!” Shinwoo replied him confidently.

“What?! Use money to buy money?” Shinwoo’s word caused Howon to hit his head on the wall accidentally. He his forehead to lessen the pain on it.

“Ah~ah~ah! The money is not for uncle.”

“Then? To whom?”

“Me!”

“Why should I give you money?”

“Consultation fee!”

“…”

“Want to pay or not?”

“…”

“If not, then I hang up.” Shinwoo took his phone away from him slowly while speaking loudly just to tease on his daddy. He knew he will fulfill his request.

“Wait!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Okay…” Howon knocked his head on the wall. Argh, I lose again!

“I want the pororo’s bed! Thank you, daddy!”

Haizz.. What a clever and tricky kid! Really don’t know whose child is it!

While Howon was cursing it inside his heart, he couldn’t stop to feel itchiness on his nose and kept on sneezing, sneezing and sneezing.

Yah! Who was trying to curse me?! Howon screamed angrily inside his heart without realize that it was actually himself who was trying to curse himself!

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I'm tired.... 

Kim Hoeun

2012.12.14

20:50