Plunk; “Pabo”

“Ow!” You scowled at him, rubbing the area where his fist collided with. Only to get a finger wagged in front of your face.

“Don't ever get plastic surgery!” His stern eyes glared onto your form, where had this come from? You were busy doing your homework until he suddenly barged in.

“And don't get the notion to suddenly become 30 pounds lighter!”

“Alright! Now can you leave? I need to do my homework!”

“You promise?”

“Yes!”

“Say it then.”

You sighed, “I won't get plastic surgery, or become anorexic, happy?”

He grinned and pecked your forehead, “Yes!” and made his way out.