Chapter Twelve

"No Pearl leaves it" I've been screaming almost for a half an hour for my son to stop messing around in my room. Right now he is on top of my dressing table with my lipstick in his hands.

"But mom I want to apply it." He says already applying it. What will I do with him now?

"That's enough fun and make up for a day. Get off my table."

"Not until you give me ice cream." This kid is trying to make me bribe him.

"Ok. "He smiles at me and jumps down. He remains silent for a while allowing me to continue with my work in peace. I'm happy that he's finally calm or asleep or as I think.

"WELCOME TO WAKANDA!" he shouts in my ears startling me. Behind me is my son in no clothes and I mean none with my black lace panties on his face as a mask and my bra as his shirt. Please help me God. Blame ken for watching The Black Panther with Pearl earlier yesterday night.

"Pearl! "He runs out of my room giggling as he sees my hard stare. I decide to finish my work of the day and run after my cutie who is