"I don't thin-"“Okay but maybe we should get a knife and cut it open so we can go up?” Fred suggested his eyes lightning up
Kipp started at the sudden appearance of the dark haired boy next to him.Charlie materialized beside them. “Knives?” He asked. He put his hands in his pockets and grinned at them. “Need any help with that?” Part of him knew he should be making sure his brother didn’t get into any trouble with Kevin or the Russian government, but knives just sounded so much cooler right now.
"Geez! Stop scaring people. Were you there the whole time?"
"Uhhh," Kipp didn't know if cutting the ceiling was such a great idea, Kevin likely didn't repaint the ceiling every time he did laundry. But there was probably something interesting up there. "Yeah... Just looking for the laundry room. Don't tell Kevin we're cutting up his house."“We are trying to cut open the ceiling to find the washing machine” Fred explained as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.