"Dad you're back" I said in a rhetorical manner. You see unlike my mother that always wanted me to call her in a proper manner 'Mother' and never 'Mom', my father usually didn't care if I did or didn't. He was a sucker for rules and discipline but not as much as my mother was.

He released a grunt, his gaze looking as hard as ever "As you can see" He said it in a somewhat sarcastic manner and then immediately left to the direction of his study after that. Beautiful, he didn't even care to ask how I have been.

Next thing I saw was my mother coming down...