"Where is it? I need to find it. MUM!!!" Sheldon has been looking for it.
"Yes Sheldon?" His mom popped her head out of the kitchen.
"Have you seen my pillow? My blue pillow!" Sheldon shouted in an impatient tone.
"No darling. I am sure it is lying around somewhere. You always have it with you when you go to bed. Check your room," she replied almost in her default mode. This happened so often that she said the same thing over and over again. It's nothing new under the sun.
"It is not in there! I searched everywhere!" Sheldon shouted back. "Please don't tell me you washed it!"
There was a paused silence.
Sheldon stomped off to the washing area and checked. It was not there. He was actually relieved. He hates it when it gets washed. It takes time for him to get used to the smell. His smell had "seasoned" and "marinated" the pillow so much since he was a baby and NO ONE is supposed to "cook" it!
"But where is it? I can't sleep without it!"
"Looking for this?" His "nemesis" came in, waving his blue pillow at him!
"Give me back that, Luke!"
"Never, not till you agree to cover me with a lie for me to sneak out tonight."
"You are so lame, Luke!"
"Say yes!"
"Okay okay!"
Luke smiled with delight, but he rubbed the pillow under his armpits to apply extra smell on it, just to piss his twin brother off!
"LUKEEEEEEEEEEE! You are such an evil twin!"
"And you are the nerdy twin! Grow up, Sheldon, grow up!"
Then, they heard their mom's voice from downstairs, "Cut it out you two! I can hear you from downstairs!"
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Freewrite is a prompt writing initiated by @mariannewest and @improv to write a free-flow post without correcting or editing. I checked out her post to really get what it is before I jumped on the bandwagon. Basically, there is no right or wrong, just let the mind and fingers do their work, to find our creative self and let it come out of us.
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