Morning in our house is always peaceful—because Sis isn't awake yet.

At 9:00 a.m., I'm sipping tea, eating breakfast, and enjoying the rare silence.

No yelling. No chaos. Just peace.

Of course, that peace ends around noon.

12:00 PM – The Bathroom Saga 🚽

Right before Sis woke up, I went to poop.

Big mistake.

From outside the door came a furious scream.

Sis: Wake me up before you go poop!

Me: I tried! You wouldn't budge—my poop almost went back in!

Sis (roaring): YOU WAIT! I'M GOING TO KILL YOU AFTER THIS!

We argued while I was still on the toilet.

I couldn't tell if I was laughing or crying.

1:00 PM – The Chocolate Mystery 🍫

Sis opened the fridge and froze.

Sis: Who ate my chocolate?!

Me: Not me. I don't even eat chocolate!

Right then, Pa casually strolled out of the kitchen—biting into her missing chocolate bar.

Culprit: Chocolate thief: Pa.

2:30 PM – The Laptop Incident 💻

Sis: Where's my laptop and books?!

Me: How would I know?

In the background, Pa was happily rearranging her books on a shelf, looking proud of his "cleaning."

Culprit: Pa again. Hobby: Cleaning chaos.

4:15 PM – Disappearing Clothes 👕

Sis glared at me from her room.

Sis: Did you take my clothes?

Me: Why would I want your clothes?

Just then, Ma walked past humming cheerfully—carrying a laundry basket overflowing with Sis's shirts.

Culprit: Ma. Laundry mode: ON.

6:30 PM – Dinner Drama 🍚

Dinner is never peaceful either.

Usual seats:

Pa next to Sis.

Ma across from Sis.

Me next to Ma.

Halfway through, Sis glares.

Me: What?

Sis: Stop kicking me.

Me: Am not!

Ma: Stop fighting, it's dinner time.

Sis: She keeps kicking me!

Ma: How can she kick you? Her legs are too short.

Me (grinning): Short but cute.

Sis growled.

Ma smiled and patted my head.

Meanwhile, Pa crossed his legs under the table—accidentally kicking Sis again.

Culprit: Footloose Pa strikes again.

8:00 PM – The Quiet Before the Storm 😶

After dinner, we sat in the living room—both scrolling through our phones, not saying a word.

It was… too quiet.

From the hallway, Ma (whispered): Something's wrong. They're not fighting.

Pa nodded gravely.

"Could they be sick?"

They checked our foreheads.

Me: We're not sick.

Sis: We just haven't talked or looked at each other.

Ma and Pa looked confused.

We smirked. The silence didn't last long.

8:15 PM – The Bampui Incident 💨

Suddenly, Sis covered her nose.

Sis: You just bampui (released gas), didn't you?

Me: No, I didn't!

Sis: Next time, if you bampui, go elsewhere!

Me: I didn't, you gorilla!

Sis: What did you say, you monkey?!

Ma and Pa smiled in relief.

The world had returned to normal.

End of Day 1.