Worm Hunting on Lockdown

The quarantine was extended. Most people would be pulling their hair out, but I'm not most people. I like being alone, and having online classes is a breeze. However, my dad can't stand it. He paces back and forth, unable to handle boredom.

Yesterday, he gave himself a quarantine haircut, and that went about as well as you'd expect. Today, he approaches me with a crazy idea. "Let's go worm hunting!"

"Why? It's so unnecessary!"

"It's necessary!" he insisted.

"It just stopped raining, worms are everywhere! I need bait for the fish."

"But the quarantine..."

"Oh, screw the quarantine! I need to do something!" he said, getting very close to me, his spit reaching my face."Fine, then go do it yourself just don't drag me into it."

"I can't do it alone! I need someone to bend down and catch them!"

"Oh, for crying out loud!"

Alas, I was dragged along, and we went worm hunting. We crossed the street and simply took worms from our neighbor's yard. I've always hated worm hunting. Having to be quick to catch the little things was irritating, but the worst part was actually catching them. They were pink and covered in dirt and slime. Holding them in my hand felt awful, and the smell was even worse. It wouldn't go away for hours.

After catching about 30 worms and putting them in the white bucket, the old man called it a night. Thank goodness! If we had to continue any further, I would have hit him with the bucket.

This entire time, I was on edge, worried the cops would catch us. But the night was dead silent. Until I saw lights."Oh god, the cops!"

"Oh, relax,"

 "Relax?! Who knows what's about to happen to us!"

"Nothing will happen."

 I couldn't believe his stupidity. I grabbed the bucket and ran across the street while my dad casually strolled behind me. The police drove ridiculously slow, passing right by us.

The next day, I woke up and headed for the kitchen. My sister stopped me. "Hey, check this out," she said, showing me a video of some cops filming a man running with a bucket.My sister laughed hysterically, but thankfully, she didn't realize it was me. It was a relief that I never got a fine.