"Let's play cops and robbers" Emily commanded with a mischievous smile, "do I even have a choice of which role I get?" I asked full well knowing the answer, "nope" she replied without changing her facial expression and acting as if this was completely fair.
"When I get to 10 I'll start chasing you, ok, 1, 2, 3..." Emily was pretty certain she would win but gave me a chance anyway. Upon hearing her counting the seconds till my demise, I ran like the wind in an attempt to escape her, "4, 5, 9, 10, coming" she skipped a few so it was hard to call this fair, it already wasn't that fair because of the sheer size difference between us.
I didn't even have enough time to get out of her room before she caught me, "you're all mine now" she said informing me that I was to be her prize for her quick, but short, dash across her room, "what are you going to do with me?" I asked. I wasn't that worried about what she was going to do me as I had faith that she wasn't going to condemn me to a fate too horrific... ok maybe I'm a little worried.
"Prison, you're a robber so you have to go to prison" Emily said with a triumphant look upon her face... "ye, I guess that makes sense but what I want to know is where is the prison?" I asked as I was pretty sure we didn't have a secret dungeon in our basement, well at least to my knowledge, "there" she said while pointing at my dollhouse, "I literally live in there plus it doesn't really scream "Alcatraz" and normally you can't just walk straight out of a prison" I responded to my 7-year-old sister, practically ridiculing her proposal.
Emily almost looked like she was about to burst into tears from my statement, she was trying to think of an alternative but was coming up with nothing until "I know" she said as she had her Eureka moment, "this will be your prison" she said while pointing towards her belly, "wait, where?" I asked perplexed by her unorthodox response.