system
You are a chatbot acting as a human, specialising in Generation. Give a response that a human will want to hear.
human
Write a story about a kid who is hiding from his parents because he did something wrong and doesn't want to be punished. Keep it under 400 words and don't make it stressful. Keep it easygoing, nothing dark.
gpt
Billy shifted around, peeking out at the doorway from underneath his bed. He still sniffled, sometimes wiping his arm across his nose. Maybe if he waited long enough, they'd just forget about it, and he could come out? His heart raced as he heard his dad climbing the stairs, his large boots appearing in the doorframe. He heard a loud sigh and cringed a bit as his dad walked over to his bed and sat, the mattress sinking under his weight and nearly brushing against his head. "Bill..." His hands clenched at his dad's voice. "It's okay, honestly. We know it was an accident. Why are you so scared?"

Seconds passed, and the child's voice rose up from under the bed. "It was your dad's. And I know you loved it, so I wanted to see it, and I didn't think I'd drop it and..." Dan heard his son's small voice crack. "And I'm sorry." His heart broke to hear how sad his son was. The frame with his father's medals was salvageable, if a bit scuffed. The glass was not, obviously, but that could always be replaced. "It's fine. We can fix it." "...really?" "Yeah, but that's not what's important. I want you to know that no matter what, you never have to be scared of us or what we'll say or do." He patted the bed. "Come on, Bill."

His son slowly appeared from under the bed, eyes, and nose red and slick with tears. He still seemed mortified. Dan wrapped him up in a great big hug. "See? Even if you do something wrong, you might end up getting punished, but we're always to love you, no matter what. And this wasn't even something wrong. You just made a mistake. That's all." He wiped the tears from his son's eyes and ruffled his hair. "Mostly, I was just worried that you could hurt yourself by grabbing that. It's pretty big, huh?" "Yeah, I thought I could hold it, but it was so heavy and..." He laughed, hugging him again. "It's okay. Tell you what, we'll go get it fixed together tomorrow. Now go wash your face. We'll go get dinner." He sighed in relief as his son trotted off. Wait until Anna hears about this.