Cedar Sweep We opened a door (we shouldn't have).

Bronco had zoned out somewhat, resigned to simply lead Towhee back to his boring, nagging Mom, figuring she'd likely squeal on him for going out so far on his own. He could, of course, ditch Towhee and run back and deny everything- but he knew his Mom would believe Towhee over him- and he guessed that Towhee could probably also outrun him. 

He startled slightly when she poked him, but calmed quickly. She offered to let him call her names, but he didn't really want to, or need to. He did, however, think he could use an arsenal of ptero-words for his friends, though. And maybe he could even get away with calling his Mom something silly without her knowing. "What kinda words d'you know?" He asked. "Like...Ones others wouldn't know?" He asked, hoping maybe she had some good made-up swear words or insults she could teach him.