My Brother Tried to Sneak Out of the House Like a Spy
My little brother waited until everyone was asleep.
He slowly opened his bedroom door.
He tiptoed down the hallway.
He carefully avoided the floorboards that made noise.
Then he reached the front door.
He turned the handle very slowly.
CREAK.
He froze.
Nobody moved.
He smiled.
“Mission successful.”
Then the lights suddenly came on.
Dad was standing in the hallway.
My brother nearly jumped through the ceiling.
Dad asked,
“Where are you going?”
My brother panicked.
“Uh…”
Dad waited.
“I was checking if the door was locked.”
“At midnight?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
My brother thought quickly.
“Security.”
Dad nodded.
“Good.”
My brother smiled.
Then Dad pointed at his backpack.
“What’s in there?”
My brother slowly opened it.
“Snacks.”
Dad laughed.
“So you’re protecting the house with sandwiches?”
My brother nodded.
“Exactly.”
Dad shook his head.
“Go to bed.”
My brother turned around.
“Can I keep the snacks?”
Dad smiled.
“Absolutely.”
My brother whispered,
“Mission successful.”
😂 Moral: A terrible excuse becomes slightly better when you have snacks.