by Kipekee » March 8th, 2015, 7:30 pm
"Oh, pish, posh!" Zavok snorted. "What a sorry little lie. So many flaws about this one's words, am I wrong?"
"...no." Kipekee answered. "You've got a point, Zavok."
"Oh, hush." Zavok purred and nodded to Kipekee.
Cecilia snarled, unsheathing her claws. "This means war!!!"
"I think not!" Zavok screeched. "Not in my home! Take your drama somewhere else, foolish little—"
"Zavok, calm down!" Zeena came to stand in front of her adopted brother. "Just tell them to settle it when they leave."
"Do not tell me," Zavok growled. The demons backed away and Kipekee watched with interest.
"WHAT TO DO!!!!!!!"
Raking his claws against her cheek, about an inch under her eye, Zavok roared, listening to his sister scream in horror and watching her run to a pool to see the damage done.
"Now, then. Have I made myself clear? No drama, no bullsh**. Very clean and tidy, yes?"
All the demons bowed. "Yes, sir." They said collectively.
"Yes. Yes sir. Anything you say." Kipekee purred, deciding to stay here.