Me: *Casually finishes eating my dinner*

Me: *Feels the air change, and senses a presence arrive beside me*

Me: *Feels the sensation of a hand hovering right over my arm, like about a millimeter or two above, no more, and my arm hair's prickling up in a perfect hand-shaped section, like static*

Me: *Internally*  OPSHFIOWKGHOSHCI!!!

Me: *Raises eyebrow*

Me: *Mutters*  Hello, grandfather.

Grandfather: *Thinks better of touching me, then leaves*

Dad: *Suspicious staring at the place where grandfather was just standing*

Me: *Glances over at him and mouthing *Grandfather*

Dad: *Snorts into his stew*  Heh!

Mom: *Oblivious as ever*  What?

Us, squeaking: Uh..  NoThInG!

Me: *Hissing*  He was RIGHT HERE!!!

Ah, grandfather's ghost.  One of the only ones who can nearly slip past my defenses.

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NeArLy!!!

Why is it so rare for people to be nice to each other anymore?

Seriously.  Every time I politely help someone, I get this LoOk.

What kind of people are we raising when the nice ones get the LoOk?

I mean, I'm in the American Wal-Mart, (the Niagara Falls, New York one, if you must know) and I go up to the tech booth to ask someone to help me unlock one of the cases, because my mom wanted to buy a speaker.  

So I say: Excuse me, may I please request some assistance over by the speakers, sir?  *Smiles cutely*

And the guy literally gets frozen in his seat for a few seconds, jaw half open, and he's staring at me with this LoOk of pure shock.  And then he's sort of going: 'Uh, y-yes Miss, o-of course', exchanges impressed LoOkS with the other guy who was there, and dazedly follows me to the cases.

The next thing he does is compliment my mother in regards to me, and I quote: 'I've never had anyone ask for help so nicely before.  It was really impressive.  Nice to hear.'

And then my mom started...

Mom: *Knowing smile*  Did you do the charm thing again?  You're always doing it to people, you just don't realize it.

Me: I DON'T KNOW WHAT I'M DOING ANYMORE!!!  *P A N I K*  IS IT MY FAULT THAT YOU'VE BIRTHED A CUTE DAUGHTER?!!

Joke's on her.  I did, in fact, remember that I could do that, so I did.  It gets me quick service.  >:)

Or when I was in Aldi, and there was a lady in one of those electric scooter-chairs trying to reach something on a high shelf, so I ask if I may help her.

...........................................

Ah, there was that LoOk again.

Why, thank you, but I was HERE, I saw that you needed help, so I HELPED.

I only SEEM grumpy, sometimes, but that's just to keep annoying people away from me, it doesn't mean that I don't want to help.  I'm really a floofy Kat, which is why I need the façade.  

It's because I'm snuggly.

You're welcome.

Ginger boi last night really be like: 

Me: *Flops down on the living room floor to write beside him*

Him: *Immediately s l i d e s himself underneath my arm (my WRITING arm, might I add) and stretches out against my chest.  (I write sideways when I'm on the floor.)

Him: *Licking my arm at random intervals*

Me: 😍  I LUVS MEW TWO, MY PURRECIOUS!!!  UWU

Me: *Also trying to write without disturbing him*

Oh, the ordeals of a writer!  *Dramatically flutters arm across forehead*

Me: *Approaches brother*

Brother: *Screams and flinches away*  AAAAAAAHHHH!!!  DON'T HIT MEEE!!!!!  *Sob*

Me: -Whut?

Brother: Oh, never mind.  It's not one of those days.  (???)  What'cha want?

Me: I wanted to make a generous donation to the Mat (L/N redacted) literary fund for impoverished youth-

Bro: -YES!!!  I ACCEPT!!!  *Grinning like the idiot that he is*  <3

Me: ...................................

Me: I didn't even say-

Bro: -YESYESYEEESSS!!!  ALL THE BOOKS!!!  ALL OF THE BOOKS WILL BE MIIIINE!!!  *Flings himself into my arms*  THANK YOOOUUUU!!!  SCREEEEEEEEE!!!

Me: ..And you wonder why mom doesn't ever want to give you any caffeine.  -_-

Bro: *Sniffles*  You've got the best books.  I love your books.

Bro: And you, but I won't say that to mom.  *Pouting*

Me: Dude, she knows already.

Bro: ...................................

Bro: SH-!!!

Bro: DID YOU TELL HER?!!

Me: You SAY it ALL THE TIME, you buffoon!!!

Bro: Hehe!  *Pat pat*

Jay: Hey, Skylor, are you free on Friday? Like around eight?
Skylor: Yeah.
Jay: And you, Kai?
Kai: Umm... yes?
Jay: Great! Because I'm not. You two go out without me. Enjoy your date!
Kai: Did he just-

A rare example of Jay helping Kai, and not the other way around.  XP

I'd do this to them myself, if I could.