Genre: Tunnel Vision

Genre: slice of life, family

 

Don loved Cal. Really, he did. But his brother in everything but blood had the exasperating tendency to see only one solution to every situation and stick to it without considering other possibilities.

For the past half hour, Cal had wrestled with their clogged vacuum cleaner. He released any openings he could, shook the vacuum rod… and shook it some more when it still remained clogged.

“Try this.” Don handed Cal a stick.

“Thanks?”

Don switched tactics. He gestured for the vacuum rod. “Gimme.”

Using the stick, Don scrapped the inside of the vacuum rod. After some careful manoeuvring, he finally pushed out the dust clomps that had jammed the vacuum.

“Thanks, Don.”

“If that happens again, we keep this in the storeroom.”

“Got it.”

Well, they all had their flaws, but that was what family was for, right?

~End~

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