 She's not a murderer, that's why it's only water xD fighting in the kitchen is o____o Arts TRANSPONSTER!
He really wanted to drag this conversation, didn't he? "Who cares who did what, the important thing is that we're here now." In the super cool kitchen. Too bad she had to share her glorious moment with a silly little boy.
Pfffft. There he went saying he didn't like her hair. Agatha just stared at him as she shook head her. "Jealousy is not a very nice thing, you know?" She said in a snobbish tone. And was he trying to be funny again? Because it wasn't really working. "Of course it's not my fault you're like that." Ugh. Boys.
WHAT??? He was calling her STUPID now!! "How DARE you call me stupid when YOU'RE the stupid one!!!" Stuuuuupiiiiiiidddddd boy! Stupid! "YOU were the one who aggravated me!" Hence it was all his fault.
Agatha was too busy glaring and being extremely angry at the silly little boy to think fast enough. When Dax kicked the bucket back in her direction, splashing more water around, she slipped and fell down and the bucket hit her side.
That did it!
The little girl was red and she felt like she could set him on fire by just looking at him but that obviously wouldn't happen. "SHUT UP, YOU IDIOT!" As she shouted back, Agatha grabbed the bucket and swung it in Dax's direction as hard as she could.
The nine yeard-old watched intently as the buckets spun its way back to Dax and quickly got up. Heeeeeeeee started throwing things at her lies, so he'd have it back! "HAVE IT YOUR WAY THEN!!" The girl looked around frantically until she spotted the biggest measuring cup she had seen in her life.
That would do for now.
So she rushed to the sink and filled it as fast as she could. Without really looking, she spun around, letting all of the water in the cup spill in every direction, but especiallyyyyyyyyyyyy in the boy's direction, of course. Of coooursseeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Yeah, take that, kid.
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