I was going to turn two when I met the golden haired idiot. My ‘Mother’ had brought some strangers to her home, though she greeted them as if they were friends. There was a child with the woman, they were both of golden hair and blue eyes. The strange woman cooed to me and stroked my hair, The boy just stared at me with a stupid looking grin on his face. My ‘Mother’ and the other woman left me and the strange child alone in my sleeping room. The boy sat down in front of me and wiped his nose on the sleeve of his blue shirt “I’m Huey!” His bright voice hurt my ears. I glared at him and said nothing, he reached up and began stroking my hair “I like yo’ hair! It’s inky!” What I did next was probably the funniest thing in the world, to me at least, I reached up and yanked out a handful of his hair. There was a sound of tearing and then he was nice and quiet, it was short lived though. He screamed as if I ripped his heart out, I dropped the fist full of hair I was clenching. ‘Mother’ and the woman ran into my room, my ‘Mother’ Picked me up and told me I was bad. How could something so bad be funny? Hue’s mom held the large bald spot on his head as he wept on her shoulder. I tried not to laugh in front of ‘Mother’. They took Hue out of my room and into the couch room. I laughed as soon as they left.
    I remember falling asleep with my head under the blankets like I always do. ‘Mother’ came in and sat next to me on the bed “Sam? You awake sweet-pea?” I hate that pet name she gave me, and I think she knew it. “Momma?” I rubbed my eyes and acted like I had just woken up. She smiled and her dark brown hair fell around me like a veil as she hugged me. I hugged her back so she wouldn’t think I was angry. “I’m sorry I yelled at you, but you can’t just pull out peoples hair. Would you like it if someone did that to you?” Just what are you implying? “No....”  She smiled again and ruffled my hair “Exactly. Just don’t do it again.” I nodded and laid back down. I heard her humming a familiar tune, she tucked me in and hummed on as she pet my head “Momma?” she paused a second “Hm?” I turned to face her “Where’d you learn that song?” Mater Nocte. “I’m not sure...it just came to me.” I turned away from her. She thought I was asleep after an hour or two, I heard her step out of my comfortably dark room. Mater Nocte.
      ‘Mother’ made me a special birthday breakfast the next morning. I didn’t eat much of it though. I still don’t like the taste of this food. I heard her sit next to me  and she patted my arm. I didn’t eat in front of her either, ‘Mother’ took away my plate. She set her rosy nails to the sticky surface of the plate, and ran the sink water over it. I heard her pause “Sam, Hue and his Mom, Daisy, are coming over. Please be nice this time?” I couldn’t stop the strange grin that crept onto my face “Of course momma.” She smiled and resumed her cleaning. I hopped down from the chair stacked with phone books and went to the couch room. My ‘Mother’ didn’t know what I was doing, and she wouldn’t have believed that I could do it anyway. In the special cabinet beside the couch were daddy’s old tools, at least the ones he forgot when he left. And a few special chocolates that ‘Mother’ said he like to trick his friends with.
      The golden haired idiot came straight to my room with a giant box wrapped in colorful paper. He presented it to me with a slight flourish, I set it next to the one ‘Mother’ bought for me. He plopped down onto my squishy-bag chair “Happy Birfday Sammy!” I didn’t say anything, I just leaned against the giant teddy bear ‘Mother’ got for me last year. I reached into the pocket on my overalls and pulled out the candy. His eyes darted straight to the colorful wrapper, I think he might’ve drooled a little “....Sammy, watcha got there?” I grinned innocently “It’s chocolate, silly!” He gently rubbed the large bandage covering the bald spot on his head “....Could I have some?” I held out another bar of the sweet candy to him and watched him snatch it up greedily. He all but tore the wrapper off and shoved the whole bar in his mouth. Hue turned back to me and gave me a funny look “Aren’t ‘cha gonna eat yours?” I smiled and shook my head no. He held his stomach and it made a weird grumbling noise, he jumped up and ran into ‘Mother’s bathroom. I waited a few minutes and I heard him try to flush, the pipes in the walls around the house groaned and it flushed. I think he might’ve sighed, then came the climax of my plan. The pipes groaned once more and there was a loud scream followed by a splash and I saw the carpet outside my door grow damp and a small stream of water poured down the steps. ‘Mother’ and Daisy came running up the slippery steps and ‘Mother’ picked me up and carried me to the bathroom where Daisy was scolding and mopping up a soaked Hue. ‘Mother’ didn’t yell at me for laughing.