"Okay guys-"
"AND GIRLS!!!" Leopardfoot interrupts.
"you interrupted me before I could say it." Swiftbreeze retorts.
"Oh... sorry."
"ANYWAY- all of you need to do your chores, I left a note on the fridge, Redtail's in charge, I'm gonna be back at 7, behave!" Swiftbreeze stated as she closed the front door.
"Why does Redtail always get to be in charge?" Leopardfoot pouts. "Patchpelt's oldest."
"Because we all know that if Patchpelt's in charge things will go down hill fast and I'm the most responsible." Redtail stated.
No lies there.
"Okay, now let's read that note." he continues and grabs the note filled with inscrutable handwriting.

Note:
Redtail- Raking and putting up leaves in the Home Depot bags and puts the compost in the garden
Patchpelt- Cleans gutters and puts the trash and recycling bags on the sidewalk next to the leaves
Spottedleaf- Clean all the mirrors and windows and dust the counters
Willowpelt- Clean the counters and sweep
Leopardfoot- Clean the showers, bath tubs, sinks, and toilets.
Once all of you are done write your wish lists,
Redtail can cook the hibachi food and I'll give you dinner at 7
Love Mom

Kay, just the usual chores.
"Why do I always get gutter duty." Patchpelt mutters.
"Pfft. You said duty." Leopardfoot snickers and Patchpelt growls at her.
"Okay, everyone do what you're supposed to do." Redtail orders as we all clean.
*Ten seconds later*
"SPOTTY! I can't open the Lysol Toilet Bowl Cleaner!" Leopardfoot whines.
I thought you can open anythin-
"-anything but this thing!" she answers.
Ugh, I've got my own problems you know, every mirror and window in this house, remember?!
"Well I can't clean the toilet with out the toilet cleaner!" Leopardfoot retorts as Willowpelt hands me a piece of paper.

Paper:
Does ceanin' the counter mean I can the mirror?
(What she meant: Does cleanin' the counter mean I can clean the mirror?)

Uh- you don't cean anything(if that's a word), and I don't know how you can can mirrors.
"*grabs note**rereads for any errors**finds errors**rips it* Okay then." Willowpelt says.
"OPEN THE LID TO THE THINGY!" Leopardfoot whines. "I think I can open it-" Willowpelt offers. Leopardfoot gives her an odd look "But you got noodle arms." "HEY!" Willowpelt exclaims as she grabs the Lysol container trying to open it. "Okay I give up, here ya go Spotty.*hands it to me*"
*opens up bottle* -_-
"H-HOW?!" Leopardfoot asks.
You were supposed to squeeze the lid while opening it. -_-
"How was a I supposed to know that?!" Leopardfoot asks.
It says it on the bottle.
"You know I don't read English!" she retorts.
-_-
Patchpelt comes in covered with decomposing leaves and trash. "*wipes some leaves off his shoulder* I did not survive the gutter *shakes KFC gravy container off his foot* or trash duty." Patchpelt states.
"Pfft. You said duty again." Leopardfoot snickers.