*takes a deep breath* IT'SBEENAWHILESODON'TCOMEYELLINGTOMETHATITSUCKSBECAUSEI'LLKNOWIFITDOESOKAY?!?!OKAYLET'SBEGIN *faints from air deprivation*
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"Give it back."
"I don't know what you're talking abou-"
"Yes, yes you do, now give it."
"I told you, I don't-"
"Don't gimme that bull crap! I know you have it! Now give i-"
"I told you before, and I'll tell you again: I. DO NOT. HAVE IT."
Arms crossed and drippy eyes narrowed, he glared down at you, suspicion clear in his expression. You just calmy, yet worriedly, looked back up at him.
"......I'm telling the truth, Ben." doing your best to look as innocent as you could.
Ben stamped his foot, getting more and more frustrated. "I KNOW you have it, _____________, so stop giving me useless crap-talk!!!" Ben took a step towards you, growling under his breath, fists clenched.
"N-Now, Ben," takes a step back, "th-there's no need to get all riled up n-"
Ben dove towards you, arms outstretched.
You duck, shouting up towards the ceiling. "PLAN B! PLAN B!!!"
A whistle sounds from the second floor.
Ben freezes, slowly turning his attention upward.
"SMIIIIIIILE!!!" The young girl yelled, sitting atop the second floor's railing, swinging her legs about in midair. Held in her small left hand, dangling in the air, was Ben's hat.
Ben's eyes suddenly glowed a whole new shade of red. His eyes seemed 'bout ready to pop out of his skull. "SALLY!!!" stomping over to beneath where Sally sat. "YOU BETTER GET DOWN HERE AN' GIMME MY HAT BA-"
Smile then burst through the west hall's gigantic wooden doors.
Everyone in the room turned their attention to the smiling creature.
"ARF ARF!!!"
Sally whistled again. "C'MON SMILE! C'MON BOY!" Sally shook Ben's hat around even more.
Ben finally realized what you and Sally had planned, and his poor face turned to something of dread.
"No...Sally DON'T YOU DA-"
Smile jumped and landed on Ben, making him faceplant onto the linoleum floor.
"MMMMMPH!!!!!"
"RUFF!!! ARF WOOF!!!"
Putting on Ben's hat, Sally dropped a human arm down to Smile. "Great job, boy!"
Smile stood on his hind legs and caught the arm in his mouth. Feeling satisfied, he wiped his paws on Ben, then walked back into the west hall.
As for you, Miss 'I'm-Gonna-Sit-Back-And-Watch-This-Play-Out', you walked back over to Ben, squatted, hands on knees, and poked his back, since he was still face down.
You poked him again.
And again.
And again.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
Poke.
"WILL YOU STOP IT ALREADY?!"
