The child was creating a ruckus as was his favorite thing to do in the afternoon.
It was only when she heard footsteps on the roof, she decided to check for monkeys but found the empty kitchen.
Everything within his reach was in its place but the hanging pots were another story.
He had managed to jump on the roof, now giggling and running free.
“Young man, If you refuse to come down right now, you are not getting any dinner” Mary yelled as she looked up at the window.
“Your powers should have slept for another ten years”, she muttered as she called his guardian to come handle this complication.
Written for Six sentence Story and Friday Fictioneers
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