“I am never watching a horror movie with you ever again” Charlee and Cooper
Charlee hit the pause button before reaching for the light. Shaking her head, huffing a little “it’s safe. You can come out now.”
Cooper removed his head from beneath the pillow and sat up, a sheepish grin on his face. “Is it over?” he asked.
Rolling her eyes “no it’s not over. It’s barely started.”
“Oh,” his eyes drifted towards the still picture of a masked man chasing a couple of scared girls with a chainsaw.
“Coop it was your idea to watch a movie,” she dropped to her knees and began to pick up the spilled popcorn that her brother had tossed when the chainsaw killer had first appeared.
“I didn’t know it was going to be this movie,” he mumbled, starting to help her clean up his mess. To his amazement her shoulders began to shake “are you crying?”
“No,” she shook her long hair from her smiling face. “I’m laughing. I should have known better than to think you’d be able to watch it.”
He felt his cheeks burning “I’m sorry.”
“No need to be sorry,” she brushed her twin’s apology away. “I just know that I am never watching a horror movie with you again,” looking around the popcorn littered floor “unless I want to spend all night cleaning up.”
“Does that mean you’ll stay a little longer? We can watch something else,” he volunteered.
Hearing the eagerness in his voice she nodded “of course I’ll stay. Why don’t you put in Frozen,” she winked at him “that seems to be about your speed.”