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The mischievous youngster and his papa need it.

Plot By :: zig_gaza

Story By :: little_porcupine

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All sorts of sounds that are so loud and noisy that you can't tell which sound is which, both the sounds of living things called humans and the sounds of non-living things that humans have created for their own enjoyment, such as game cabinets.

From playing games for fun and relieving tension at this game center, it has become addictive to playing games until you can't quit…

Amidst the deafening noise, there were many people coming in and out of the game center, faces changing to the point where I couldn't remember who was who, but there were only two people who had been occupying space in front of the game cabinet since the sun was working until now the sun was off work. I still haven't gotten up and gone anywhere.

Two tall figures, best friends who many friends call the heel duo. Because the name can be changed to a word that is the name of the organ below, plus similar personality traits. Both of them It could be called the nature of both of them. This often causes people around you to curse in front of you with the words "You're the heel." Truly worthy of the nickname of the heel duo.

If you look carefully, both of them are considered to be people whose appearance falls into the category of good-looking, with good family backgrounds. One person is 186 cm tall and the other 184 cm tall. They are proportionate, not too fat, not too thin, dark eyebrows, a high nose. One person has sharp eyes. The eyes are as big as a deer's. Their skin tones were evenly matched between tan and white skin, making them both handsome and good-looking.

It's fitting that the picture often appears on the university's Smart Boy page. But the physical aspect was completely offset by the nature of the foot.

"Hey! Little Paw, go exchange some coins for me." A tall figure sitting staring at the game cabinet screen, eyes unblinking, used his foot to call out to his friend sitting in the game cabinet next to him.

“Go exchange it yourself. Don't you have legs to walk around on your own? I'm in a relationship, can you see that? Oh my! I lost because you were the only one who interrupted me.” The teenager shook his head and shouted loudly.

"Dou~~You're playing weak, pretending to blame me."

"And one more thing, my name is Teen, Teen, do you understand? Call it something cheap. For how many years have you called it just paws and paws? Until I want to rub my paws on your face." The teenager realized this and protested.

"Aren't you any different? You call me Heel. Look at the name Naughty, so naughty!" It's not a heel, it's considered lost." Saenson argued.

“Tch! You probably shouldn't have a cute, naughty name. Your name doesn't match your face and personality. The name should be Saen Saeb rather than Saen Saeb, which comes from the Saen Saeb Canal." The teen pursed her lips impatiently, adding more sarcasm before hurriedly deflecting the topic because Saen Naughty was about to open her mouth. "I'll let you go. Will you exchange coins for me? How much will you exchange? But I'm asking for walking fees. 40%” Teenagers wiggle their fingers. Open your hand and ask for money from Saennson.

"Hey, how did you do that? Didn't you have any money so you came to extort me like this?" So mischievous, his eyes melting from the game and turning to yell a bit.

“The last ten baht was gone,” the teen replied.

“I lose a lot of games, so I get it all quickly.”

"You don't have to talk too much. Do you want to exchange for coins?" A teenager wiggles his fingers, waiting for the money to be exchanged.

"Okay, here it is. This is my last hundred as well." Naughty brushed off the annoyance and took out a hundred baht bill and stuffed it into the teenager's hand.

“Then wait a moment and reserve a place. Don't let anyone take away my place,” the teen ordered before walking away.

“I know,” he replied emphatically while stretching his legs. I put it on the chair of the game cabinet next to me, reserving a place for a friend.

Not long after the teenager walked back with the coins he had just exchanged to put in the game machine.

"Alright, here's yours. 60 baht. The rest is mine." After arranging the inheritance for the owner of the money, he used his long legs. He kicked off the mischievous legs that were laying on the chair and lowered himself to a seated position, ready for the next battle.

So mischievous, looking at the six ten baht coins in his hand alternating with the faces of teenagers and shaking his head gently, it couldn't be helped. If you want to be lazy yourself, it's normal to have to give your friends some wages.

But for Sannaught, it's normal to have teenagers cut off their commission when they go to exchange coins to play games on a regular basis. But I'm confused. Where are you going to have blood with me? You little bastard.

The two of them continued to play the game frantically until the coins in their hands ran out. There was no money to exchange coins to continue playing, so it was a good time. Invite each other out of the game center.

"I'm so tired." Saenun walks and stretches.

“Of course, you just sit there and don't want to get up and go anywhere like that,” the teenager said.

“Tch!”

“Oh~~Is it this late already? No wonder I feel weirdly hungry,” the teen said after looking at the time on his phone.

“We sat and played games from early morning until it was almost time for the game center to close and still hadn't eaten anything.”

"I'm so hungry, let's go get something to eat." The teenager walked with long steps, slowly leading into the nearest 7-11 to get something to eat. He was mischievous but picked up his pace and followed and grabbed his friend's arm when... catch up

“Do you have money?” Saennaught asked.

“No,” he replied, shaking his head.

“If you don't have any money, walk into the store to pick up something and they'll call the police and arrest you.”

“Oh, so you don't have any money?” the teenager asked.

"Well, I gave you my last hundred baht to exchange for coins to put in the game machine. Don't you remember?"

“Oh~~So what should I do now? I'm going to die of hunger.” After saying that, he collapsed to sit on the ground, holding his stomach with his hands from hunger.

“Can't help it.”

“It's because of you,” the teen shouted and made a face at her friend.

“What else is wrong with you?” Naughty replied.

“Why don't you have some money left to eat?!”

“Then why don't you keep your own money?!”

“Well, I wanted to kill the boss, so I used all the rice money to defeat the boss,” he said, rubbing his fingers on the ground.

"So what's the matter? Is the boss dead?"

"Boss isn't dying, but I'm dying~~Do you understand? I'm dying. I'm hungry!!"

“Can't help it, so let's go back to our room and settle in first.” Sanchi stretched out his hand for the teen to help her up.

"Settle down in the room and what will you get? The refrigerator is empty so that the two of us can go in and sleep comfortably."

"How did you get to sleep?" This time it was Naughty who led the way, letting the teenagers follow.

“Hey, hey, are you really going to sleep in the refrigerator?” the teenager asked Pasue. Because I think that my friend really thought about going to sleep in the refrigerator as he had said that the refrigerator was empty enough to go in and sleep.

“Are you going crazy? Is there a mattress? Why would I sleep in the refrigerator? If you want to sleep, just sleep alone.”

“Hey there!” The teen showed Sannaughty something.

“What else is going on with you?” Sannaughty asked, his voice slightly annoyed.

“The child is lost.”

“What child would be walking outside like this? This is not the time.”

“That's it.”

"Oh, that's true."

“Heehee.” The two looked at each other and smiled mischievously.

“Hey!” He made a threatening noise and walked towards the boy on each side and behind him until the victim retreated into the corner of the building.

“What do you guys want?” the victim asked, his voice shaking.

“Give me the money,” the teen held out his hand and wiggled his other finger, leaning on the wall to block the victim's path and glare at him, creating even more fear.

That (unlucky) kid reached into his pants pocket and took out something and stuffed it into the teenager's hand.

“Do you want to get hurt?! You told me to give you the money!!” Slaps the wall and threatens so loudly that the victim trembles.

“Well, I don't have any money,” the victim said, her voice shaking as tears began to well up.

“Look, is there really none? If you lie, then… ugh.” Saensonri went straight to search for the victim, but no matter how much he searched, he couldn't find what he wanted. “There really is no money. too." Turned around and said to the teenager.

“Wow!” The teenager pushed the child's head away. in frustration "Wherever you're going, go!" At the sound of the teenager's voice, the (unlucky) child hurriedly fled from there with the speed of light.

Then two people walked out of the building.

“What did that kid put in your hand?” Sannaughty asked.

“Here, I didn't get any money, but I got a piece of bread,” the teen replied, tearing open the bag of bread violently, taking one bite and taking half of the bread.

"Hey, hey, let's share." The naughty one snatched the remaining bread from the teenager's hand.

“What the fuck?” the teenager shouted with his mouth full of bread.

"How about we share it? I'm hungry too." Then he stuffed it all in his mouth.

After that there was a small battle of pushing and shoving heads between the naughty and the teenagers.

"I think the two of us are really not suitable for extorting others," said the mischievous person and made a gesture of lowering his head.

"Why? At least I didn't get any money just now, but I still got bread to survive," the teenager protested to his friend, who was seriously saddened next to him.

“We are not really suitable for extorting others, but we are more suitable for extorting ourselves. Aren't you and I always milking and plowing each other?" From a person who was saddened and looked up, he answered his friend with dazzling eyes slyly. Ready to raise an eyebrow at two more.

"Ah, you idiot!! What are you extorting from me? Never before." The listener stuttered and couldn't speak. His mouth hung open and he gasped. His face turned as red as a ripe tomato.

"What's wrong with you? What are you thinking? You're still extorting me in the early hours of the night." Saennaughty teased. People who talk nonsensically to make their friends misunderstand, smile and give teenagers mocking looks that say you're thinking too deeply.

"Fuck!"

“...Don't delay, let's win 100,000 baht together! Don't forget that only the first 20 pairs to arrive will have the right to play with us. We are waiting for you. A prize money of 100,000 baht is waiting for you. See you..."

The sound of advertisements on cable TV channels that usually only have sales advertisements can be heard. It's from a nearby rice porridge shop. with the two of them standing This caught the attention of both of them very well. The two of them stopped hitting each other and listened intently.

“The prize is worth a hundred thousand,” the teenager said in an excited voice, eyes bright.

“That's interesting,” another replied in a different tone.

“Tomorrow, let's hurry up and register to play this game, heel! You're naughty,” the teen shakes her arm to encourage her friend. Ready to send a wink of pleading to Saennaughty.

"Okay, let's go, where did they apply?" The other person finally softened at the pleading eyes.

"I don't know." He released his hand from Sannaughty's arm and shook his head.

"Oh my gosh, they're only accepting 20 couples. I don't know where to go. Will I be able to apply in time?"

“That's it!” The teenager jumped up. pointing at the television screen

The screen was popping up about registering for the game that had just been announced, indicating the time and place to apply. It is truly fortunate for both of them. Even though I still don't know what game it is. But a hundred thousand baht is quite tempting, right? Whatever game it is, let's talk about it again.

"Let's hurry back to the room and sleep. Save your energy for the game tomorrow," Saenson invited.

"Ah, but first, do I have to wake up and apply in time?"

“That's right, let's hurry back.”

It's morning...

"Hurry up, Sonny, you won't be in time."

“Why are you in such a hurry to stay here?”

"Are you a millipede? Why are you taking so long to put on your shoes? Let's go." The teen quickly dragged the naughty guy out without delay.

“Alright everyone, the time you've all been waiting for has arrived. It's time for us to win a hundred thousand baht!!” The announcer's announcement from the loudspeaker drew applause from the contestants.

“Do you think people look at me strangely?” The teen nudged his friend and asked softly. The mites came out.

“Of course, the two of us played our way through a crowd of hundreds of people who came to sign up to play the game. Simply put, we overtook the queue of other people.”

"If we don't jump in line, we won't be able to apply in time."

“Oh, that's right. It's already been done."

“But I say…”

“What else is it, little one?” Sann asked in a slightly annoyed tone.

“Teen, it's not your fucking feet. But that's all right. I think everyone's eyes are looking at us strangely. It's not just because we've jumped in line with other people," the teen replied and slowly turned to look at the surroundings.

“True, I feel the same.”

“Is everyone ready yet?!” the host's voice shouted loudly into the microphone.

“Ready~~~!” followed by the voices of every pair of contestants.

"And today we have a male couple joining us to compete with us. They probably really want to have a child but can't, right? So like this, who will be the father? Who will be the mother? Haha…” followed by the sound of laughter from around them causing the two of them to look around and look at each other in confusion.

“Couple? What do you mean? It's me and you." The teen scratched his head.

“So what does just coming to compete in this game have to do with having children?” Saennaught was equally curious.

"Oh, don't you guys know that the people who come to compete in this game are all couples who want to have children? It's a babysitting game." The man standing next to him said. Teen whispers

"look for!!??"

“Do you think like I think? Electric pole 1?”

“I think the same as you, electric pole 2.”

“Unfortunate~~~!!” ​​The two of them made teasing faces and said at the same time.

“Is it time to withdraw now?” Saenson muttered.

"It's not in time. You're so brazen that you've overtaken the queue of the villagers. It's impossible for you to withdraw now."

"Sigh~~~ All right, compete, compete for a hundred thousand baht." Then they both stood with their heads down. Even if there is a hundred thousand baht as a tempting prize

“Ahem,” the host coughed into the microphone. “Then let's listen to the rules of this game. Please watch the VTR.” On the projector screen appeared images and sound explaining the rules of the game.

The rough rules are that each couple must take care of a child approximately 3-5 years old for 1 day, raising them well as if they were the child's parents. Absolutely no violence is allowed. Then there will be a committee member lurking (with a camera) to rate the place, which is a house that is in one of the village projects. which is the children's home

Each person who comes to see their child on a special basis (children They're from the same village. Of course, today's real parents aren't home.

“These are the rules of this game. Next we come to meet cute children who will be our children. It's for everyone." *Applause*

All 20 children have cute faces, a mix of girls and boys. But which couple will raise which child must draw lots again.

“After drawing lots, I walked over to my own children and let the children lead the way to the house. Our game will start from this moment onwards…cough cough cough…(Echo).”

“Nong Sa” is the name that the teenager picked up and looked for the child with the name tag on it.

Saab Sa (Nong Sa) is 4 and a half years old. Huh, just his name gives me a headache. The parents are really honest. I don't know if the real person will be as naughty as the name suggests.

“Why do I have two Papas? And Ma Ma?” The mischievous youngster twitched the leg of his mischievous pants and asked.

“Calling me is enough, Brother Son. And this is P'Teen." Saenson crouched down and rubbed the head of the youngster in a soft voice.

"I don't want it. I don't want it. Other people have Papa Ma Ma forests, so I have to have Papa Ma Ma forests just like everyone else.” At the first level, I ran into difficulties, and this youngster was crying out to get Papa Ma Ma forests.

"Oh, don't cry." So naughty, pulling the mischievous youngster into a hug. "Like this, call me Ma Ma," pointing at the teenager, "and then call me Pa Pa, okay?" He pointed at himself and gestured OK so that the mischievous youngster agreed.

“Are you a transvestite?” the mischievous youngster craned his neck and shoulders to ask the teenager.

“No!” He raised his hand to slap the child again and then realized that he was still in the middle of playing a game. “Why do you have to let this kid call me Mama, you naughty bastard?”

“Well, the kid wanted to have a mom and dad like his friends, so I arranged for him.”

“Then why aren't you a mother yourself?”

"Because I'm two centimeters taller than you, you're shorter than your mother. That's the end of it," Naughty replied and quickly cut it off. With a calm face Who doesn't show any feelings, but in his heart, he must be happy to be able to tease his friends like teenagers to make them frown like they are now.

"Your reasoning is so stupid..." Teenagers don't know what words to use to scold their friends. I could only continue to frown and crack my neck.

"Come on, it's just for today." Naughty patted the teenager's shoulder. To accept the situation

“Mama Teen~~” the mischievous youngster called out to Teen. With raised eyebrows, a bright smile spreads across your cheeks.

“Ah~~~ this kid. There's nothing wrong with his cunning demeanor, using his eyes to point out like a fox's.” The teenager rolled his eyes at Noona and thought to himself.

“Naughty Papa, please ride my neck,” he blinked, looking very naughty.

"Alright, come on." He was so defeated by the child's pleading eyes that he had to lower himself down to let the naughty boy ride her neck.

“Yeh, really tall~~”

“Good island, be careful not to fall off.”

"Papa, you have to hold me tight and don't let me fall." And then the kid came back at him.

“Kikkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk"

“I'll ride Naughty Papa's neck until you get home~~” But it's not like the mischievous youngster just rode Naughty Neck and kept still, rocking back and forth like he was riding a horse. Until sometimes the mischievous one staggered and almost fell as well.

“Please be careful, Naughty Pa. I'm afraid I'll fall,” he said, pinching Naughty's hair to keep himself from falling to the ground.

"By the time I get home, my hair will probably fall out in clumps." I turned to complain softly to the teenager.

"Come on, just be patient."

“We've arrived home,” the mischievous youngster told the couple in a cheerful voice, jumping down to earth beautifully. The thing I was afraid of falling just now was faking fear.

“When will the judges come to rate us?” the teen asked as he walked into the house.

“If you ask me, who am I going to ask?” the mischievous replied back to his friend, fixing the hair that had been damaged by being pinched and torn by the naughty boy.

“No one knows when you'll come, but when the competition time ends, you'll know.” The mischievous youngster turned around and said, walking backwards and forwards.

"Hm? Anyway, how do you know?"

"I don't know either, Mom, Mom, but if the time runs out, Papa Mom has to take me back to the original place and they'll announce the results."

“Stop calling me Momma Teen, will that be okay with me? Oh! You're a man!" Teens even had to quickly change their pronouns because they knew it was inappropriate to say rude words to children.

"I want to call you Mama Teen, Mama Teen, Mama Teen, Bae~" When he finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue and rolled his eyes at the teen until he had to run and catch the kid. The naughty one who was running around the house.

“Kikkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk! to myself and then lay down on the long sofa (but the naughty one was longer)

"Come and catch me, you're a mess."

“Mama Teen, I'm going to die for sure. Come and catch me yourself.” Then I heard the sounds of the young man and the mischievous youngster coming from the kitchen. But I can't take it anymore. So naughty, eyes are about to close.

“Papa Son, please help me. Mama Teen is going to hit me.” The mischievous little boy ran forward and jumped onto the sofa where he was already lying and hid behind the sofa. Just pop up and see. That's all there is to the height.

"Isn't it time to sleep? You naughty bastard, get up now." The teen picked up a pillow and hit the sleeping person.

"Oh~~What's the matter?" asked a mischievous looking woman with closed eyes in a sleepy voice. When the naughty one just woke up, the rude words that always precede a friend's name often can't overtake the name.

“Still going to ask again!” He slammed the pillow down again. “Get up and let's help each other make a living now.”

“Pa Son is really sleepy.”

“You're so smart, you're such a mess.” He reached out his hand and rubbed the stinging youngster's head with fervor.

"I'm hungry." The mischievous little boy walked around and sat down on the sofa, rubbing his hand on his belly, looking at his father's face, switching back and forth, his eyes wide.

“Teenager, you go cook,” Saennaught ordered.

“Don't be rude in front of children.” The teen hit him with a pillow again.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I forgot. Let's do it again." Naughty concentrated before speaking. “Teenagers who love themselves, can you please cook something for them and your little girl to eat?” Both the words and the tone of the voice have been completely modified and the whole set sounds soft and gentle. There was not the slightest hint of sarcasm in his voice. Along with the distant look that was sent there.

Until the listener's ears turned red and the worms in his hand were almost torn apart because he was normally so naughty and never spoke or used his voice. Including this kind of behavior with teenagers.

“Then how can you use me?” The pillow in your hand hit your mischievous head again to relieve your embarrassment. But we still don't forget that we shouldn't say rude words in front of children.

“I myself am a mother and a housewife. I have to cook." Saen Naughty began to speak in a second voice to the teenagers.

“Don't come on yourself. And can you make a small sound? I'm greasy!! And the food.....why don't you know it!" He raised his voice, slamming his butt down onto another sofa.

"It's true. Normally we only eat boxed lunches at 7-Eleven."

“Shall we help each other cook?” the mischievous boy suggested.

“Can we do it?” the teenager asked.

“I don't know how to do it, but I used to help Ma Ma do it, so I should be able to do it. Let's go, let's go to the kitchen." The mischievous youngster got up and dragged the naughty young man and the teenager into the kitchen. Who was raising who? I'm not sure. And is this really a 4 and a half year old child? Not a 10 year old child with the same physical development as a 4 year old child? Why is he so smart?

“Pa Son and Mama Teen are really tall. Will I be tall like this when I grow up?” The mischievous boy craned his neck and looked at the two of them.

"If you want to grow taller, you have to eat a lot and drink a lot of milk." Saennaughty gently rubbed the stinging youngster's head.

“And do you have to sleep a lot like Papa Son?” Noosa asked back. Made teenagers burst out laughing and couldn't hold back.

“Is there something to eat in the refrigerator?” The mischievous young man didn't answer and walked to open the refrigerator. "You can stop laughing yourself, teen." He turned around and shouted at his friend once, but he still didn't stop using the word "Is there anything to eat?" yourself and the other party The teenager just shrugged his shoulders and pretended not to care.

Saennaughty and Noosa helped each other take out vegetables and meat from the refrigerator and pile them on the table.

"I'll cut the vegetables myself and cook the rice."

“Do you want to eat porridge?” suddenly The teenager asked again.

“Why do you have to want to eat porridge?”

“So, where do I cook rice?”

"Come on, Mom, I'll help you cook." Noosa dragged the teenager to cook rice.

“May I please?” a familiar voice was heard coming from the doorway of the house.

“Eh? Who's here?” The mischievous youngster ran out to take a look and then ran back into the kitchen again. “Uncle, this morning's host has arrived. There is also a cameraman.”

“Hello, Mr. Sanook, Miss Teen, how are you?” The original host stopped in front of the entrance to the kitchen with a cameraman waiting to take pictures. “Wow, we're going to make lunch, right? This is really cute, right? Viewers?” The host turned to the camera and said, “Let's see what they're doing. Let's do it together. Come follow me.”

The mischievous youngster was excited and jumped up and down. Waving to the big camera running mischievously around the kitchen, while our beloved Papa tries to keep a calm face, not say anything, and maintains the utmost politeness in front of the camera.

“What are you doing here?” the host asked, then held out the microphone to the teenager.

“Mama Teen is cooking rice,” the mischievous youngster stole the show in return.

“Eh~~?Mama Teen? You can call her so cute, Auntie Saa,” the host secretly teased.

Teenagers can only smile and create a picture for the camera. But in my heart I really wanted to wave this kid's skull.

"If you're a teenage mom and mom and you're so naughty, what's wrong with you, Nong Sa?" the host handed over the microphone and asked Noo Sa. The camera took the picture.

“It's Papa Sonny's forest,” he answered loudly and clearly, smiled on his cheeks, and ran towards Sanson.

"This family is cute in another way, right? Audience? Okay, let's go look at the other houses. Let papa, mama, and little girl have a happy lunch. Let's go~~"

Return to the unsettling calm again.

"What is Papa Son doing?"

"How do you cut vegetables?"

"I guess my knife isn't that sharp," he said as he picked up a naughty piece of vegetable that he had cut, but when he picked up just one piece, it stuck together and hung together in a tight circle. No matter how you sliced ​​it, it wouldn't fall apart.

"Come on, I'll just use a spoon to cut it until it's ready to eat." Saennaughty denies it because he's too lazy to cut the new vegetables properly. Let's take it as it comes along like this and then continue cooking until it's finished.

"Let's eat~~yeah~~" The mischievous little boy ran to take his seat at the naughty dining table and the teenagers followed and sat down as well.

Happy family eating lunch together

"I didn't think that a dish that looked like this would be more delicious than expected," said the mischievous youngster, scooping rice into his mouth.

"What do you mean, you're busy?" Sannaughty asked.

"It looks like you can't eat it, but it's delicious." He smiled, his eyes furrowed and his cheeks widened.

"If it tastes good, eat a lot so it will grow faster."

"Ma-Ma-Teen, please feed me," he tugs on his shirt and tells the teenager in a pleading voice.

"I don't feed myself at all," which displeased the child without mercy. The mischievous youngster sat in front of him and shoved rice back and forth. His face was gloomy, not worthy of his very cool name.

"Myself" the naughty one called out in a deep voice. Use the spoon you are holding and point it towards Noosa. Teenagers look at the end of the spoon.

"Ah, you can just enter one word. Because when you're older, you have to learn to eat on your own. Do you understand?"

"Huh," the sassy boy answered in a loud voice.

After eating lunch, the three of them spread out in the living room.

"My belly is full." The naughty boy rubbed his belly.

“So what are we going to do now?” the teenager asked.

"I don't know, but one thing is for sure: He's really sleepy." Saennaughty said, covering his yawning mouth.

"Papa Son, don't go to sleep yet," shaking Naughty's arm. "Please give me a bath."

"Who takes a shower after eating? They'll choke to death right away," the teen said in a fierce voice.

"Eh? To the point of death?" The mischievous youngster asked back.

"No, just telling the picture. that it shouldn't be done," the teen replied.

"Oh~" The mischievous boy nodded in understanding. "Then let's rest for a moment and then take a shower." He said as he fell back onto his stomach and spread out on the floor.

Half an hour passed...

"Naughty papa, wake up now," said the mischievous little boy, filling his ears and then sitting and shaking on his naughty belly.

"Oh! It's tight. You're a mess. Get down now." The person lying there pushed. The youngster stung to the ground.

"Let's go take a shower." He tried to pull his mischievous arm up to get up. Our daddy just sat there rubbing his eyes, feeling sleepy.

"Um, let's go~" came the lazy voice in response.

"Yay~~" The mischievous little boy was happy and jumped onto his mischievous back even though he hadn't even had time to stand and balance himself well.

"Oh, hey, you're a mess. Next time, if you want to ride on the back, tell me carefully. Don't jump up like this, do you understand?" Saenson turned around and scolded in a stern voice.

"I understand," he said with a low expression. "Let's go take a shower!!" and his voice changed to a cheerful one, as if switching modes.

"Teen, go get some new clothes for this mess." Turning around and ordering to your friend in a soft, sweet voice, the teenager nodded and accepted without saying anything.

In the bathroom, it's like there's a mini-Songkran. The mischievous youngster gives him a naughty bath, but he doesn't stay still for him to bathe, but he's like a fish that can drink water. Pretend to turn the shower on a naughty person and smear some soap bubbles on your face. In conclusion, both the person taking a bath and the person getting wet are no different.

The mischievous "Teen takes over" takes the mischievous youngster and wraps it in a towel and throws it to the teenager.

"If you're going to take a shower, why don't you take off your clothes first?" the teenager teasingly asked.

"I'm not going to take a shower," he replied with a confused face. wring water out of shirt

Then the teenagers took over by dressing the youngster to be sassy, ​​but the person who dressed him looked like he had fallen into a flour bin. Still, he was completely white from head to toe.

"Do you normally apply powder like this?" So naughty, he teased back a bit and smiled while holding back his laughter, his cheeks almost bursting.

"It's probably like you don't want to shower with all your clothes on."

"Hahaha, Mama Teen has become Grandma Teen." The mischievous youngster laughed loudly.

"And who made it like this!?" Grabbing the messy person in his hand, he flicked the powder on his head until it spread everywhere.

"Hudchi!!" and then sneezed one after the other.

"Ma mama teen"

"What!!" He glared at him so much that the youngster was stinging, his face turned pale, and he ran to hide behind his mischievous back.

"You're making yourself look too scary," he said, picking up a Mickey Mouse mask that was lying around and putting it on the teen.

"Hahaha Mommy Teen, Mr. Mickey is so cute." He clapped his hands in delight and rushed to give Mr. Mickey a big hug.

The teenager was pushing and pushing, his head was moving away like that, the mischievous youngster was even more energized. Jump, cling to your legs, cling to your legs. Teenagers shake and push and push away, being very naughty acts as a good support force. When the teenagers pushed the naughty youngster out to be naughty, he pushed him back to the teenagers again. The father and son have a lot of fun together, but the teenagers are more annoyed.

"It's fun, isn't it? You're a mess, haha~~~!!" The teenager took off his Mickey Mouse mask and put on a ghost mask instead.

"Wag !!! Ghost Ghost !! Papa Son, please help me." I immediately ran away from the ghost and went to see San Naughty.

"Hahaha" The teen took off his mask and sat on the ground laughing. "I'm relying on the wrong person. This guy is afraid of ghosts getting into his brain. I'll tell you."

The mischievous youngster looked up at the mischievous one, who was now standing still like a stucco figure.

"Pa Son is really afraid of ghosts."

"H-hey! Not at all, just shocked." He immediately denied. "But you! Where did you get that ghost mask from?” He was so shocked that the ghost mask almost went out of concept in front of the child. He mustn't have said any harsh words.

"It was behind the TV so I picked it up and put it on." The teen got up and put the mask back in its original place.

"What are you playing at? I'm so shocked." A naughty guy walked up and punched the teenager's head.

"It hurts!!" He shouted loudly until he lost control of his concept. He also holds his head and makes a naughty face.

The mischievous youngster looked at the faces of the teenager and the mischievous one alternatingly and secretly smiled a little.

"Ma Ma Teen~" doesn't seem scared. The mischievous youngster clung to the teenager's leg again.

"Stop calling me Mama Teen. My name is Teen!!" He raised his voice at the child. It's like the emotion still lingers, so he bullies and hurls it at the child.

"Let me see under Momma Teen's skirt." But the mischievous youngster didn't care about the upset. It's a bit of a teenage thing. After speaking, he made a cheeky face and opened the hem of his teenage shirt. Then he ducked his head inside.

"What the hell is wrong with that skirt? I'm a man!!" In frustration, I accidentally smacked the person's head.

"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh n

"What's up, little brat?" he asked, picking up the bratty brat.

"Mama Teen won't let me open my skirt," she moaned, pointing at the teenager standing with her arms crossed, her face frowning.

"How can I open my skirt? Mommy Teen, he's a man and he doesn't wear skirts." Said Naughty Kid Ren. The teenager nodded with satisfaction, "If you want to open a skirt, you have to open a woman's skirt." And then had to facepalm because he was so naughty and instilled in the child a good-natured personality.

"Hey!! What are you teaching the children?!" He shouted loudly, accompanied by rough pronouns.

"Phew~" replied in a long, high-pitched voice, shrugged and picked up the mischievous youngster and walked away.

"Naughty Papa, please ride my neck again." A loud voice was heard coming from outside the house.

"Ring~~~~~" Suddenly there was a loud sound of a bell ringing in the house. "The fun time is over."

"So I've become a Teletubby?" The teenager muttered to himself.

A teenager takes this mischievous youngster by the neck and runs into the house to have a look.

"Hey!! Be careful," the teen shouted and covered his eyes with his hands.

Full "Poke!" So mischievous, he forgot that this naughty youngster was riding on his neck, causing his height to exceed the edge of the door.

"Oh! Huh~ It hurts." He rubbed his forehead in a naughty way and lowered himself to let the tingling sensation come down from his neck.

"Does it hurt a lot?" he asked in a weak voice. He pulled his hand away and saw that his forehead was slightly red.

"Oh, apply the medicine before it swells even more." The teen picked up the medicine and handed it to the naughty man.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Saenson said softly. Gently apply the medicine to the rat.

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt that much."

"What was that noise just now?" I rubbed the boy's head, but he turned his head and asked the teenager.

"I guess the competition time is over," the teen replied.

"Yes, time's up. Wow~~ Too bad I still had fun." He said and looked down at the ground.

"Have fun by yourself, you're a mess." A teenager walks in and rubs the head of the mischievous youngster until he's busy.

"Let's go, they'll announce the results soon," Saenson invited.

The three of them surveyed the house for order and then walked back to the starting point to listen to the announcement of the results...

“Alright, now the time you all have been waiting for has arrived. Which couple will be the owner of that hundred thousand baht? We will find out in just a few seconds." The same MC said, building up his emotions to the utmost excitement.

“Hurry up and announce it. I'm about to die." The teenager squeezed the mischievous hand tightly.

"And the winner in this game is..." The music was loud and exciting. "Well..." He still hadn't announced it. "It's...the...pair of Mr. Morphine and Mr. Plaifah~~!!" A round of applause congratulating the winning pair immediately sounded as colorful sheets of paper and rainbows rained down. The winning couple was overjoyed and jumped around to hug each other. The teenager remembered the couple standing next to him this morning.

"And this is the face of the winner of today's game. Next time our program will have another game for you to join in the fun, please keep watching." The host turned to speak to the camera. "Before we leave today, I would like to reveal a few things. We have installed real-time video cameras at various points in every house to facilitate the committee's decision. Haha. ... Goodbye, viewers. Hello~" When he finished speaking, he waved at the camera.

"The Devil's Master of Ceremonies", both mischievous and teenage, gritted their teeth together, probably seeing all of their actions.

"It doesn't matter if you lose, right?"

"How can it be okay? I can't afford to get 100,000 baht!" the teenager shouted. Now, the concept can be broken any way you want because the competition is over. Plus, this kid is smart beyond his years. Whether he says rude words or doesn't, it probably won't make much difference (maybe).

"But today I really had a lot of fun," the sassy youngster said, his eyes wistful.

"Nong Sa~" a voice was heard from behind. The owner of the name turned to look.

"Ma Ma~" The real mother came to pick her up and the mischievous little one immediately ran towards her.

"What's the matter? Are we being stubborn to him or not?" Mom asked.

"No, I'm not stubborn and it's a lot of fun," he answered loudly.

"I'm not stubborn at all, just extremely naughty," the teenager muttered softly.

"Very good," he praised and rubbed his son's head gently. "Thank you very much for helping to take care of Little Sa so well." He turned to bow and thank him for being so naughty with a teenager.

"It's no problem," Sannaughty replied.

“This is a small souvenir. Please take this." Mother handed a large bag to the naughty teenager. Inside was a large set of sushi from a Japanese restaurant with a volcano as its symbol. It looks very delicious and makes my mouth water when I see it (^__,^)

"Actually, you don't have to, I'm considerate." He said out of respect, but the teenager had already extended his hand to take the bag from Noosa's mother's hands.

"Then let's go back, child."

"Ha"

"Please excuse me."

"Bye bye, Papa Son, Mama Teen." The mischievous little boy waved goodbye to the two of them.

"Bye bye, you're busy."

After saying good-bye to each other, everyone went their separate ways, both you and Dad.

The mischievous and the teenagers stopped to eat sushi that Mother Noo gave them under the suspension bridge on the river. After eating, they sat with each other's backs, exhausted.

"So cute." Suddenly Saennaughty spoke up.

"Clearly like a ghost. Definitely a ghost kid. I'm going to die of exhaustion!!"

"I don't mean the kid, I mean you," Saennaughty continued.

"Wow!!! Nonsense. Are you drunk on sushi?

"Do you want to die?" he threatened in response.

"I don't want to die. But I want a child." He said softly, looking up at the sky.

"What do you say?!" The teenager raised his voice.

"Wow!!! It's nothing!!" He refused in a high-pitched voice, his eyes wide open. The teen immediately pulled away until Naughty, who was leaning on her back, fell on her stomach and lay on the floor. Naughty teen punched her friend in the stomach, not lightly but not too hard.

"Wow!! I just ate my fill. You can punch me!" He lay on his back and screamed.

"What a disgrace to whoever used you to say such nonsense things to tickle each other!!"

"You bastard!!" He started to stand up, but the teenager was quicker and quickly got up and ran away.

"Why did you call me that? Are you afraid you'll forget my name?" he asked while laughing.

"Have you accepted that your name is Tee?" Realizing this, the teenager stopped laughing immediately. Instead, it became the sound of Sannaughty's laughter, and he turned from running away to chasing after the other party.

“You bastard, you bastard. For sure, don't run away. Come and give me a good kick,” he shouted and ran after him mischievously.

And then they both kept kicking each other all the way....

...............Happy ending or not, I don't know. But...it's over...............

I'll leave you with a story that I don't know if it's bad or not. Plus I don't know what ghosts and ghosts there are.

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