Nuisance

I'll say this right out of the gate: this story is not one I want to recount, nor is it something I ever wanted to look back on once it was all over. However unfortunately, I have to admit (no matter how begrudgingly) that it is a tale worth telling, a story charged with abundantly fervent value. The importance of my experiences are not to be understated, my trials and tribulations riddled with depth and meaning, pain and agony all writhing together to coalesce into this ill-fortuitous train wreck of a collision that was the exhausting month long experience of mine.

Alright, that's enough of my pretentious grandstanding, I'll just get to the point. This is a tale of sisterhood. Now if you know anything about me (which you probably know a bit considering you're reading this to begin with after you most likely were briefed through my last story with Penny), you'll know that I don't really talk about my two annoying sisters, Piper and Sarah Onami respectively. Well, that's because I really, really try to avoid getting too involved in their antics because of how chaotic and messy they make things, which is completely opposite of me. I don't like much drama, but of course as girls (at least as girls that come from my family), well, as more typical girls in that aspect, they welcome any and all drama like a fool in a stage play. That is to say, they take those referable tomatoes to the face with the utmost glee and pleasure, to my chagrin.

Now you're probably asking: "Greg, why are you bringing up drama and emphasizing it so much? Can't you just stay out of it pretty much in all circumstances?"

And my answer to that, dear reader, is that you would be correct. If I didn't have two sisters.

Which is what brings me to where we are now. As is usual in my household, I somehow end up getting yanked into the depths of hell along with those two brats because of their incapability to stay put. What's different this time though, is the scale. That's right, this is by far the worst instance of their machiavellian chaos across their entire lifetimes, and it of course as you probably already guessed, rested on my burdened shoulders to clean up after their idiocy.

So please dear viewer,  take my words throughout this narrative with a small bit of salt. I'll be forced to display a tad of my nasty personality due to the high tension stakes (though I may be playing it up a bit), and because of that, I'll do my best to at least give you all my inner thoughts in their most extrapolate form. 

I warn you, however, not to for any reason, or at any point in this tale, no matter how convincing they may seem, take either of my sisters side at any point during this story. You will regret it

Now..I'll reluctantly begin