•Third person's pov
" So did your father apologize ?" Kylie's mom asked glancing at her husband, Damien who was sitting on the barstool in front of the kitchen counter then glanced at Kylie who was sitting on the counter with her leg folded stuffing her mouth with cereals.
Kylie gulped the cereal down to her throat looking up to her mom, " Well he," she paused dramatically as she turned to her father who looks tensed and a smirk crawled it's way to her lips. " He.. he, he did." She finally said, her dad relaxes when he heard her say 'he did'
" Is that so ?" Her mom turned to her husband who gave her a smile, she returned the smile and say, " that's good for you Damien, you are getting mature now, I'm proud of you."
" Thank you for being proud of me." He said in a sarcastic tone but his wife did not seem to notice, she smiles at him.
Kylie laughed silently at her mom for being oblivious.
" So have you figured out what caused you being orange ?" Her mom asked while pouring the coffee in the mug out of the coffee maker.
" Hmm..." He humed clearly avoiding the question chewing his sandwich.
" Have you figured out what made you orange ?" She repeated the question bringing the mug closer to her lips taking a sip, she shook her head cringing in disgust. " Too bland." She muttered as she put some sugar cubes in it.
Damien hummed again pretending like he did not hear.
" I know you heard me," She gave him a stern look while drinking her coffee, she drops it on the counter after taking enough sip then continue talking, " I know you can not apologize for no reason , so you might have figured out that is your fault," She stated.
" It is not my fault, it is your daughter's" He said in his head, he wanted to say it out but he does not want to break the promise he made to his wife that she will have peaceful week, so anything that happens between him and his daughter will just have to stay between them, no telling.
" so what's your reason ? Or why did you apologize ?" She asked again, in as much he wanted to hum again ignoring her question, he can't. He knows the consequences. If he hum again it is likely that she will throw that mug in her hands flying straight to his head and he is not willing to take that chance for some game.
He let out a sigh and glance at Kylie who was acting oblivion of the situation of her dad, she rose her head up to see the deadly glare her dad is sending to her, she chuckled focusing her attention back on the cereal.
He glanced back at his wife who was still waiting for him to answer, he raised his hand to his neck rubbing his neck feeling nervous, he decided to say whatever that pops out of his mouth.
He started off by saying, " Uhm... you see, the reason why I apologize... Is that... I apologize because.... Ehm..." He stuttered, using his hand to fan himself.
" Why are you acting like you are nervous ? It is not like I'm going to bite you, I'm just asking for the reason."
Kylie burst into laughter seeing her dad nervous, to her it is a sight to behold, she decided to help him since he does not know what to say to mum.
" Well mom he told me," she said diverting her mom's attention to her, " he mistakenly put an orange dye into his bathing soap, he wanted to apply it to his washing soap, he said he wanted to try a new way of washing his clothes, so there was a mix up. Isn't that right father ?" Kylie turned her head facing her father with a grin on her face.
" Damn this child !" He cussed under his breath.
He forced a smile and say, " Yes that's right, how could I forget," He shaked his head with a laugh, he finishesd his statement by saying " that I did that." with a slight frown.
"  I guess he must have forgotten like he did this morning, old age must be gaining on him, my father is growing old, soon his head will turn bald,"
Damien placed his hands on his head with fright immediately he heard her say that.
" his beard grey and he will be using stick to walk, seeing him as a grandpa will be so funny." She commented while laughing.
He snickered.
" Yeah, your father as a grandpa will be damn funny and also cute," Her mom teased with a smile causing her husband to blush, noticing it she cooed " Awwn, he is blushing." In a teasing tone causing him to blush the more, he hid his face in his palms while Kylie was laughing seeing her dad like that.
" Since I know what made you orange, it will be easier to clean it off. So I am going to the supermarket or anywhere to look for what to wash the dye off. I'm going upstairs to change." She took her mug. 
" You are taking Ken ?" Kylie asked.
" No, why should I ? You guys are here and well Ken can take care of himself." She said while going up.
Kylie turned to her dad and winked as she get down from the counter going up but not without mouthing, ' you better watch your back, you don't what might be waiting for you." Then she finally went up.
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" I'm coming." Kylie shouted, getting down her bed to answer whoever is knocking.
The knock came again.
" I said I'm coming, be patient."
She opened the door to meet her brother holding a bowl of chocolate cookies in his hands. Looking at it made her mouth waters, it looks delicious.
She forces herself to look at Ken focusing her attention on him not on the cookies.
" So what brings you here ?" She asked him with her brows being raised folding her hands crossed her chest.
" Well dad said I should give you these cookies." He replied, stretching the bowl to her.
She gulped about to collect the cookies the she remembered the game they are playing.
" Did dad give you any other instructions apart from giving it to me ?"
" Well..." His voice trailed off trying to remember then it look as if he did, " Yes he did, he said I should not eat it or taste it."
" Is that so ?"
" Yes." He nodded his head.
Kylie chuckled, " Dad... why does it have to be cookie and he made it so delicious, I officially hate you dad." She groaned, looking at the mouth watering cookies.
" Huh ?" Ken was confused on what she was saying.
" Nothing, give dad back his cookies tell him I'm not stupid."
" Well if you don't want then more cookies for me," He said taking one but Kylie was quick to hit his hand making the cookie fall back to the bowl.
" Ow ! Why did you hit my hand ?" He whined, rubbing the spot she hit.
" Dad gave you an instruction, obey it. Don't eat it take it back to Dad. Is there more cookies ?"
" Yes, dad baked a lot of cookies." He answers.
" Okay, now run along." She said shooing him away.
" I wonder why you guys won't let me eat out of it," he complained " just one." He pleaded looking at her with a puppy eyes, batting his eyelashes pouting his lips out but it does not work on her, she gave him a stern look. He huffed grumbling on his way to his Dad's room.
" Dad thinks I'm stupid, " She shaked her head with laughter walking down the stairs.
She saw a bowl of chocolate cookies on the table waiting to be devour by her.
She picked the bowl up placing it near her nose inhaling the aroma of the cookies.
" It smells so delicious," she took one and put it in her mouth chewing it then her face squeeze in disgust.
She checked the bowl to be sure it was cookies, she picks another cookie and eat it.
She spat it immediately, it was the same taste.
" Why is it bitter ?"
Then she heard someone laughing, she turned to where the direction of laughter is coming from. It was her dad, he was standing on the staircase with his hand tuck in his trouser's pocket. Noticing her gaze on him, he held a blank look walking down the stairs.
He looked at the bowl then at her, " Did you eat the cookies that was in that bowl ?" He asked pointing at the bowl on the table.
" Yes." She said lowly, hating that her dad trick her.
" Really ? I should have inform that I put too much of cocoa powder, it escaped my mind." 
" You did it on purpose dad."
" Maybe I did, maybe I did not." He chuckled.
" Why did you have to use cookies to prank me ? You know how much I love cookie..." She whined.
" I know that, I must be a bad father if I did it on purpose," He said, Kylie was already thinking maybe he did not do it intentionally then all the sudden he burst in laughter.
" Mehn.....I'm a bad father, now it we are tie." He said still laughing walking back to his room.
" Cookie..."
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Kylie knocked on the door of her father's room, it was brown unlike her own which is black. She was holding a cup of coffee in her hands. 
The door creaks open then her dad's face popped out. 
" What can I do for you ?" He asks.
" Nothing, mom told me that I should make coffee in the afternoon but if you don't want it now, there is no need to worry there is one on the table." She said.
He laughed, " you want to use my trick on me," He collected it from her, " it can't work on me." He stuck his tongue at her and drank the coffee in one gulp.
His head snapped to Kylie and asked " what did you put in the coffee ?" sticking out his tongue, it felt like as if his tongue was set on fire.
" What did I put inside the coffee ? Is it not delicious ? Well I put sugar, cream and milk the way you like your coffee to be also you like your coffee hot so I put hot chilli sauce, that's all." She shrugged.
" You put what ?! " He ran downstairs in a flash.
" Be careful papa," She laughed. "don't fall." She said walking very fast to meet him.
Damien, Kylie's dad took the bottle of water that was on the table opens it and drank it but stopped mid way.
" Why is it getting worst ?" He cried.
" Oh I put chilli powder in the water, I know how much you love hot things, so I put chilli powder in all the water." 
" I hate you." He said running to the kitchen.
" I love you Papa," She giggled, " one to two, I'm leading.”
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Damien was using a feather on his daughter's who was sleeping on her bed. He trailed it forth and back, moving it gently even to her nose. She twitches her nose, giggling in her sleep due to how ticklish it is.
He traced it down to her mouth then back at her nose, Kylie raised her hand up and hit her face thinking it was a fly. She woke up immediately due to impact of the slap that she landed on her face, she sat up immediately and glance at her dad who was laughing hysterically.
" I thought there was an insect on me..."
" Well it is a feather," he throwed the feather on the floor, " now they will know you hit yourself, orange do look good on us." He commented giggling.
" Huh ? What are you talking about ?" She gave her dad a puzzled face.
" Check the mirror." He told her still laughing with his hand tucked in his pocket as he walked out.
Kylie picked the mirror that was on her nightstand to check her face. There was an orange handprint on her face, she checked her dad and saw her hand orange in colour.
" Dad!!!" 
~~~~~~~•
" Dad."
" Daughter." Damien said matching with Kylie's tone.
" Watch your back."
" Watch yours also."
" Don't worry, I will." She said not expressing any emotions on ger face. " I'm going..."
" Ah !" Someone shouted interrupting her, she turned it was Ken.
" Why did you shout  ?"
" Did I frightened you ?" He asked with a sweet smile.
" No, you interrupted me, now I have forgotten what I wanted to say to dad." She grumbled.
His smiley face dropped into a sad one, " I'm sorry..."
Noticing his mood, his father said with a smile, " you scared me Ken."
" You are just saying that because you want me to feel better but it is not working dad." He said with a pout walking upstairs.
" I don't understand that child, sometimes he acts like a child, an adult and everyday like a little devil. He is so complicated." Kylie huffed shaking her head.
Then all the sudden, the light went off making everywhere dark. 
" What's happening dad ?"
" I don't know, the power has never gone off before, this is the first time." He said.
" I can't see anything, it is too dark, you don't have your phone with you."
" No."
A scary music tone started playing, the place became windy all the sudden.
" what's happening ? Is this one of your prank ?" Fear lacing in her tone.
" If it is, will you not be the only one here." He said in a 'duh' tone.
" Booh!" Somebody shouted behind Kylie, she screamed and fell due to how scared she was, a loud thud erupted.
" What happened Kylie ?" Her father asked shaking in fear.
" I think I broke my bones." She groaned.
" Hey Damiiieeeen," a manly voice said behind him in a scary tone, he turned to see who is that but all he could see was darkness. He felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned but no one was there.
" Who ever you are, get out of my house." His voice was visibly shaking in fear.
". WHY SHOULD I GET OUT FROM MY HOUSE ?!" the sound of thunder was heard when the person was speaking. " You are the one to get out, I'm going to punish you now for not leaving the house when I told you so."
" But you did not tell me anything." He said, his voice was still shaking.
" SHUT UP !! ARE YOU TRYING TO SAY I'M LYING ?! " the sound of the thunder while the voice spoke.
" No, I'm sorry." Damien cried.
" Dad are you crying ? Why did you bring us to a haunted house ? Now we are going to be dead." Kylie wailed, still laying on the floor.
" No, we aren't."
" Yes you are." The voice started laughing evilly.
The door creaked open slowly bringing more fear into Kylie and Damien. 
Then a familiar voice came up, " Why is this place dark ?"
" Oh oh..." The voice said.
" Hey honey don't come inside."
" Why ?"
" Yes mom, listen to dad, this house is haunted and we are about to die, so don't die with us."
Everywhere sudden became bright again.
" The power is back, now what is the nonsense you guys were spewing ?" Kylie's mom asks as she pushed the door wide open, a bucket of water was on hanged on top of the door, it....
" Noooooooo..." Ken screamed shouting as he was running down the stairs.
Splash !
The bucket of water fell on her.
" That is definitely not me." Kylie said on the floor.
" Not me either." Damien said.
Kylie's mom took the bucket off her head and drop it on the floor, she pinched the bridge of her nose calming herself down. " Who did this ?"
" Mom I'm sorry," Ken said in a apologetic tone. " it was not meant for you, it was meant for Kylie and Dad. They were pranking themselves and it was so much fun that I wanted to partake in it so I did. I downloaded this app that controls light and use it to scare them and changed my voice to a scary one using a voice changer app, and about the water it was supposed to pour on them when they run outside and I will now come outside to tell them it is a prank but the prank went wrong, I'm sorry mom." He apologized with his gaze on the floor.
" You guys were pranking each other ?!" She screamed.
" Mom, Is that the only what you heard out of what your child said ? He pranked us and scared the shit out of me." Kylie said standing up and plopped down on the sofa next to her.
" I told you guys to bond this week, no fight. You guys promised."
" And that is what we were doing , bonding right dad ?" 
" Yes, we were bonding. Everyone has their own way of bonding and this is our own way." Damien said.
" Through pranking ?! Oh God, I don't have the energy for this, I'm just going upstairs to change and we head out to the beach." She said.
" Beach ? I don't think I can go, after your son did, it drained my energy, my bones has already been broken, no bone left in me." Kylie says as she lay on the sofa.
Damien, Kylie's dad stretched his hand, " I'm so tired." He yawned.
The light flicked, they all turned to Ken who was as scared as them.
" My tab is upstairs, it is not me." He said raising his hand up in the air signifying there is nothing with him.
" There must be a reasonable explanation for that." Dad said laughing nervously.
The light flicked again.
" Well I'm not interested in knowing, we should probably head to that beach mom." Kylie said walking out in haste.
" Yeah we should, honey we are in the car." Damien said walking out too.
Ken turned to his mom, " you did it mom ?"
" Maybe I did, maybe I did not." She winked at him putting her phone back inside her bag and went upstairs.
~~~~~•
" Hey Mom, I am going near the ocean , I will be back." Kylie said standing up from the blanket her family were on, she dust her shorts and walked away from there.
She heard someone groaning in pain loudly, she turned she saw no one who appears injured. Everyone was busy having fun, some sleeping, chatting , playing in the water but none looks hurt.
She glanced at the beach house, it was made from wood, she was standing beside it. " Could it be that it is from there." She wondered.
She opened the door slightly and entered.
" Hello, is anybody here ?"
She heard the sound again, she fully entered to see a boy sitting on a bench removing a bullet from his shoulder, his shirt was soaked in blood, bloody cotton wool was on the floor, scissors also and an alcohol , they were all bloody also there was a first aid kit.
She gasped seeing the boy like that, she quickly covered her mouth. The boy turned then she was more surprise that she was before.
She dropped her hands slowly and scrunched her eyebrows, " Kelly ?"
" How the hell do you know my name ?" He pointed a gun towards her.