Part 756: Maribelle A

Indeed, I discussed the matter a fortnight past with Robin. Was I remiss in notifying you?

Brady!? The voice is yours, but the words...

I completed my reading of "Proper Diction: A Master's Guide" yesterday evening.

Yes. I heard from many people... Frankly, the entire camp is terrified.

I can only hope my more eloquent locution better conforms to your ideal son, Mother. Now, in further news of the day, I feel that we must allow for...

*Gaaaaaaasp*

Are you all right?! What is it?!

How do you breathe, Ma?! Talkin' like that damn near suffocated me! I seriously thought I might pass out.

....

I mean, uh, speaking in that manner nearly caused me to be overcome?... From lack of respiration?

Nice try, darling.

Aw, horse apples! Ain't no good, Ma. The words just don't fit into my mouth. I feel like I'm gonna chomp my own tongue off here.

Brady, I'm just so very pleased you even bothered to make the effort. But it's time I stopped forcing my ideals on other people. You can think and act responsibly without thinking and acting like me.

You're creepin' me out here, Ma. Why the sudden about-face?

That's just it: Your sudden about-face creeped ME out.

Right?! ...Wait, hey! Did you just call me creepy?

Hmm, did I?

I only did all that speakin' junk cause ya kept telling me to.

I know, sweetheart. And I'm so very proud of my little honey bear.

Gah, okay, stop! You're welcome, so just stop!

Ah! Seems I've discovered another way to motivate you... Boo-Boo-Bear.

No more, Ma! I'm beggin' ya!