Incendia bounced at the question he was asked. 'Oh, I've invented so many things...'
'He has,' Glacia added with a sigh.
'...I have a whole room filled with things I have made.'
'He does,' Glacia added. 'It was also my bedroom once. I sleep on a couch now.'
'I wish I could show you, missus Dulcy,' Incendia continued, 'but all my stuff is stuck at our house and we can't get there at the moment because we... uh...'
'Go on,' Glacia said, tapping her foot.
'Well... um... I made this time traveling through space thingy.'
'Which is a toaster,' Glacia added, again. 'Which is how we got here. Of course, now it's broken and we can't get back. Great invention, huh?'
'I thought it was pretty good,' Incendia said, looking mildly insulted. 'It could make reaaal good toasties. I like toast!'
Glacia nodded in agreement. 'Yeah, true... but it helps when your attempt to have breakfast doesn't result in being thrown back into the Jurassic period.'
'I like Spielberg!'
Glacia groaned.
Incendia continued, ignoring his sister. 'Hey, I also made a bunch of other stuff, too! I made a jetpack...'
'Which exploded,' Glacia said.
'...and a refridg... refri... frid... the thing you put food in, I made one of those! It shooted ice.'
'Which exploded. The ice, I mean.'
'I made a giant lawn mower, too!'
'Even though we don't have a lawn.'
'I also built a robot...'
'Which then escaped, and tried to kill that poor lady, Sarah Connor or whatever her name was...'
'Oh yeah. Well, I did try to stop him.'
'Yelling "bad robot! bad!" and spraying it with a water bottle isn't very effective.'
'Ooh, I made a soda machine, too! It had a force field!'
Glacia groaned once more. 'We could be going for a while.'