((Thank you, Viola, Emmie. And I would, if you'd like. I wouldn't mind.
"No! Bad Princess Peach, BAD. You stay in that ball pit! And don't throw them at each other. You'll hit yourself in the eye," Lidia glared. I frowned. "Smells like... butt whooping time. And Dexter, I can smell him from over here where ever he is, but mostly butt whooping," she added, sniffing the air dramatically. The Jaws theme started playing.
Maria, apparently ignoring Lidia, picked up some balls and threw one at each of our kidnappers. I laughed and picked up some balls myself.
Beside me, Queenie picked a a ball and squeezed it, a little too hard. It deflated, and she threw it behind her. I lunged and grabbed it, chucking it at Lidia. "Princess Peach has bad hair. Too... blonde. I'd rather be Yoshi. Yoshi is cool. He's a dinosaur. And Princess Peach sucks at Mario Cart. Just sayin'." I added a ball throw at Lidia to my speech. I threw one at Rosa, too, for good measure. "Why did you kidnap us, anyway?" I whined, falling back into the colourfulness of the pit of balls.
~h. f. e. l.