“Oh fine... you win”

“Oh fine... you win, the joke’s over Zack this wasn’t going to fool your mother anyway.” your dad says, completely changing his tone.

“So... this was some kind of dumb father/son joke them?” your mom asks.

“Yeah mom, it’s my fault... I thought it would be funny to play a little prank on you and got dad in on it. Sorry if we worried you.” you say, against your mental will.

Your mom gives you both a look, “Oh dear... you two... well since you fessed up I won’t hold it against you but honestly you had me worried something was terribly wrong here, with Clive more specifically. I’m just glad it was only a silly joke.”

“NOOOO!” you scream inside, you can’t believe this is happening. You want to tell her that Clive really must be mind controlling you, and your dad too, but you have no way to tell her. You realise you’ll need to wait until he’s out of the room again, or figure a way to get as far away from him as possible.

“You guys are pretty loud talkers you know, you might want to keep those mean jokes to a minimum” remarks your sister, who doesn’t look very impressed.

“Ah don’t sweat it, it’s no big deal. Besides, I’m sure I can think of a way to get you fella’s back!” says Clive smirking once again.

“Fuck.” is all you can think. You’re trapped.