“Oh no you didn’t!” Jacquelyn said to him but I was already scooping deeply into my bowl, preparing to return fire. However, I never got the chance to retaliate.
“FRIZ!” Micah shouted from the doorway.
In a calm but threatening tone Micah said, “You make mess and Micah hang all tree you from ceiling by toe nails.”
The ice-cream that had hit me in the face slid off my cheek and went splat on the rug below. Micah then announced loudly as she took an aggressive step toward me, “Ah-ha! Mess! Now Micah get mean.” But it was obvious that she was only pretending to be mad. All three of us decided to pretend to be scared, at least I think we were pretending as we screamed and ran from the room. Unfortunately Joey had tried to duck under the table but that only slowed him down long enough for Micah to capture him.
