The Sweater

Christian: Are you going to be on the internet all night?
June: ... ... ... Yes.

June: What. What on earth are you wearing?

Christian:( Oh my Christmas...)
Oliver: A sweater?
June:...

June: A sweater?
Christian: Oh, no.
Oliver: A...sweater?

June: That is no sweater.
Christian: Please. We swore we'd move past this. It's been years.
Oliver: ????

Oliver: Why do I get this feeling I might have just opened Pandora's box?
Christian: It's a fair comparison, actually.

June: Yes, how apt. Given that the last place I saw it was a box, how very apt.
Christian: Oliver, you've no idea what you have unleashed upon the world.
Oliver: A sweater?!

June: Tell me. Do you remember when you were about seven and Mom went away on that trip with all her college friends?

Oliver: Well, yeah. That's when she got me Llama-ram-a-ding-dong. <3
Christian: Indeed. You got Llama-ram-a-ding-dong. I received a book of South American myths. And June...

June: That sweater. That thrice-accursed sweater. I thought I had hidden it from the light of day for all time.
Oliver: It was in a box in the closet under the stairs. The Rules say--
Christian: "Anything under the stairs is fair game." I knew that would come back to bite us eventually.

June: You must get rid of that sweater. For the good of humanity.
Oliver: But it was under the stairs! It's fair game!
Christian: June, please. He's just a kid. He doesn't know any better.

June: Fine. Keep that eyesore. But heed my words--someday, soon perhaps, you will receive your first "Mom Gift." A desk set, a travel iron, a very unflattering article of regifted clothing...it matters not. And I will not help you.
Oliver: *meep*

Christian: You've done this to yourself, Oliver. May the Heavens pity your soul...
June: For we do not.

DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM.....

Oliver: This sweater is awesome.

Oliver--Volks SD10 Mark
Christian--Volks SD13 Link
June--Luts El on Fairyland Feeple65 body

June belongs to my brother Wotan. She's staying on an extended visit with her brothers.

Apologies for my elderly camera...

Thank you for reading!