The next morning, I woke up, and put on my Rolling Stones shirt, and black shorts.
I went down stairs, and walked into the kitchen to find Keith there.

"Hey, morning Buddy!"
He said.

"Morning uncle Keith."
I said.

"Nice shirt Ripper!"

"Thanks!"
I said.

"Are you ready to work your bedroom?"

"Yeah, I've been waiting. Where's Alice?"

"Um, still sleeping I think.How come you don't call him dad Ripper?"

"I really don't know. I mean you and Alice don't usually call me Melia, you call call me Ripper."

"True."

"What are you making Mr.Keith?"
I asked

"Bangers and mash."
He replied.

"Ooh, sounds delicious!"(I sat down)

"Thanks sweetie." (Alice came down)

"Morning Keith, morning Melia."

"Morning Vincent ."
Keith said.

"Morning dad."
I said.

"What are you making Keith?"
Said Alice.

"Bangers and mash."

"Ew! I think I'll make some eggs, or French toast with bacon."

(We finished eating and started on my room)
Alice:"How about we start by assembling your bed?"

Ripper:"Sounds like a good place to start."

We put my bed together, so I would have a place to sleep, that went in the corner by the Windows, along side that was my nightstand, and my dresser, which was next to my closet. Then my desk was put on the other side of the room. Lastly my guitars were mounted on my wall.I even had my own bathroom with a shower, and my own record player and amplifier!The final step was to paint it, then it would be done.
(1 hour later)

"All done painting the room."

"Yay, it's completed."

"Welcome to your newly designed room Ripper Alice Keith Cooper!"(my full name)

"Thanks dad, couldn't have done it without you and Keith's help!"

"Your welcome sweetie."🏴
My full name will show up again in the story, so please keep reading.Thanks!