You had one job. Do your chores! Instead of cleaning up after yourself, you just laid around playing with your games and toys. When I asked you to clean, you made excuses and threw a temper tantrum. If you are going to act like this, then believe I am going to start treating you like this. Open your mouth and put this pacifier in it. I don't want to hear any more excuses from you about those chores. Clearly you need a guiding figure to take care of you so from now on, I am going to be your step-mommy goth. Soon you'll be regressing and wetting yourself like the little one that we both know you are. In the meantime, I made a bottle for you little one. See, isn't it nice to feel small?