 Dude. The Pensevies aint got nothing on you. Aslan is the God
Angry Sixth Year
“DON’T GET ANGRY WITH ME AMY”
“WHY NOT?!” Amy shouted angrily at her dad before slamming the door in his face and kicking the wall, and bundling under her duvet, trying to hide, and ignoring the quiet and slow opening of the door.
“Amy, it’s perfectly acceptable to ask you to wash the dishes and vacuum the carpet” he said, next to her duvet
“No it’s not” she whined, stomping her foot
“Amy”, her father said dangerously, “it’ll take five minutes”
“I’m not doing it”
“I’ll give you £5”
“£15”
“£5 Amy, no more, no less”
“£10?”
“Fine!”
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