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The Extortion
Peter was going to kill Lydia. She took his best bottle of wine. She's not even old enough to drink it! He was going to rip her into tiny, little bitty pieces, and then he was going to kill her. That bottle cost me a ridiculous amount of money, and a night with a very ugly woman! I'm going to kill her.
"Lydia!" Are you kidding me? She's in here isn't she? She must know she's about to die.
Lydia calmly walked into Peter's kitchen in spite of his obvious anger. She knew she had him right where she wanted him.
"Where is it?" he asked through his clenched teeth, blue eyes glowing.
"What, your wine? Oh it's in a safe place. You can have it back once you tell me what I want to hear, and mean it."
"That's extortion!"
She glared right back at him, daring him to cross her. I am going to kill her!"Fine. I will not ask your mother out on a date, or otherwise engage her in a social manner."
"Swear it." I hate her so much.
Growling, "I swear on all that is holy I will not ask your mom out, even though she is smoking hot."
"If you're lying I won't hide that bottle next time. I will break it. Got it?"
He hated how he could feel the blood drain from his face thinking about all that wonderful wine being wasted because of a spiteful, evil little banshee. He was almost proud of her. Trying, but failing miserably, to remain calm he asked her again, "Lydia, where is it?"
She looked him in the eye and, he would swear the she-devil was smiling, before walking past him to the door.
"It's at Derek's. I hope he didn't drink it." With a smile she walked out the door.
I'm going to kill her.