Mark sighed. "No...I think he's seen enough of you today." He looked over his shoulder, making sure the Master wasn't there. "I'm going to let you slide this time," he whispered. "Because you didn't know any better. But, next time, I am going to have to punish you. Please don't make me do that Adison, be careful."

"Oh..a-alright" Adison stammerd feeling the slightest pinch of guilt....seeing the look of concern and worry on his uncles face.

"Anderson!!!...where is my DRINK!" the master voice echoed from the study."

"Coming sir!" he said, he turned back to Adison, smiling at him. "Why don't you go wash some dishes okay? I'll meet you in a bit." He was confident the boy could do that on his own without any trouble.

He quickly hurried off to the kitchen and grabbed the master a drink; he hurried to the study enterance, but made himself look respectful as he entered.

"Here you are sir..." he said.

"Ahh thank you Anderson" The Master said lounging in his chair. "I am sorry for being harsh with the kid...but you know...I never really was one...and they seem like nothing but trouble" he took a sip and sighed.
"You have been with this family for many years Anderson...I would hate to have to dismiss you because you cant control a child" he said causally and waved Anderson off.

Meanwhile in the Kitchen Adison scrubbed the pots....this wasnt the glamerouse work he imagined he would be doing in the Mansion....doing dishes was a job for scullery maids...he banged the pots around a bit feeling bored.

"Yes sir," Mark said. "I'll be sure to keep a close eye on him sir," He bowed and left the room. Once out, he sighed.

He headed down to the kitchen, meeting up with Adison. "Hey," he greeted, smiling at him.

Adison looked up and smiled hoping his uncle had somthing better for him to do now....he jumped off the stool he was standing on and ran up to his uncle.

"Hey!!..I never got to see the rest of the house because stinky pete showed up!" Adison said using a new nickname for the Master.

"Don't call him that," Mark said sternly, a light glare on his face. "You know, if you get into too much trouble, I'll be dismissed from this place and then we'll be in big trouble."

Adison looked up in surprise he had never seen his uncle so botherd.

"Oh...I guess I really never thought about it" Adison finnaly said..."Ok...I'll be good I promise...w-what should I call the old prune then?"

"'Master'," Mark said, standing up and rolling his sleeves. "You will call him 'Master', even when he is not around." He began to help Adison with the dishes, sighing softly.

"Oh....alright then" Adison said then returend to doing the dishes....the boy finished quickly wanting to be done with this boring chore....after hastily putting the last dish away..Adsion jerked the arpon off.

"YUCK!..glad thats over..can I learn how to polish the silver and jewls yet?"