[ WP ] Your 11 year old nephew just ate 2 of your LSD gummy bears 45 minutes ago and you have to make sure he makes it through sane

`` Aunt Sarra, the magnets on the refrigerator are jiggling.'' 
 
 I paused loading the dishwasher and look over at Steven. His pupils were the size of saucers. 
 
 `` Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit. Steven, did you eat the gummy bears that were in my office?'' I said panic stricken with the thought of my sister finding out. 
 
 `` Yeah, I did n't think it would matter. Oh wow, there are like rainbows leaking out of that crack by the door. What is happening?'' Steven said in his sweet angelic voice, as sweat began beading on his forehead. 
 
 `` Er, uh-'' 
 
 Suddenly, he slid down the door of the fridge knocking off the magnets and fell to the floor in fits of hysterical laughter. 
 
 `` Oh. My. God. Aunt Sarra, you. Your face, it is the funniest thing I've seen in my life!'' He gasped and giggled. 
 
 `` Steven! Steven! How many gummy bears did you eat?'' He could n't speak, he just panted and raised two fingers. 
 
 `` Ok. Ok. Hon, those gummy bears were recalled last week because they were contaminated with uh, fungus spores. Yeah, and you are going to be sick for a little while, but do n't worry, I ate one last week and got sick myself. We can get through this. Go lay down on the couch and I'll put on Adventure Time.'' 
 
 Steven, still in fits of laughter began to crawl toward the couch. The cat, Furry, walked over to him, and as he looked up, he stopped laughing. I heard the most sincere `` woah'' ever uttered in my presence. My heart warmed for a moment before I crashed back down to reality from the gravity of the situation. At 11 years old, he was already several inches taller than I am, so the thought of carrying him to the couch is out of the question. Luckily, the cat trotted over to the couch and gracelessly hopped up with the thud that only an ancient morbidly obese cat can provide: a sound both soft and hard. 
 
 Steven slithered across the floor, a stoic expression on his face, like a rogue crawling through untold dangers. When he reached the couch, Steven lifted his head enough to peer over the couch cushion to make eye contact with Furry. The tension radiated off of Steven until Furry made a `` murrt'' sound, thus retriggering the hysterics. 
 
 “ Steven, can you please not tell your parents, or really anyone about this? They will think that I ’ m an irresponsible aunt for keeping those poisonous things in the house while you were visiting. ” 
 
 Integrity leaked out in tears as Steven expressed his deep, sincere love. “ Oh Aunt Sarra, I ’ d never say anything to get you in trouble! Can you pop in the DVD? Oh god, these blankets are the best blankets! ” 
 
 I smiled and our adventure began.
