~Trying to be helpful~
Me (In the morning) : Is there anything I can help with? Anything I can do, lift, anything you need extra man power for. D=
Step Mom: No I'm fine, it's okay. =)
Me: Okay, I'll be back later.
Me ( At noon): Can I help with anything? You want me to carry the paint can in? Do you need help packing that?
Step Mom: I'm fine, I was just gonna take a small cup of paint. Thank you. =)
Me: Oh, ugh okay, I didn't think about the cup thing that's a better idea.
Me (in the afternoon): *Sets table* Is there anything else I can do?
Step Mom. Nope! =)
Me: Holler for me upstairs if you need anything, ANYTHING. O_O
Inner Me: Will I ever be useful?!?!?!
Me (in the evening): *Opens door* What's going on?
Step Mom: There's a DEAD MOUSE in the garage....
Me: ...uh... (panicking)
Step Mom: .... (panicking)
Sister: .... (panicking)
Inner Me: ~THIS IS MY MOMENT TO SHINE~.
Dead Mouse: *Is dead, and stiffly preserved*
ME: Q u Q ughhhhhhhhhhbawwwlasjdiauehahahahaha! *Dies*