"Hit me baby one more-..."
"...!"
"..."
Sora was dancing in a pink ballerina tutu, a white shirt with a red heart on it, and crazy rainbow knee high socks. I'm not sure why, I just came up to his room and found him singing and dancing to Brittany
Spears, Hit me baby one more time. I watched for about two good minutes. His face is as red as a tomato.
"Um… Sora?"
"Y-yes?"
"Do I want to know?"
"I was bored..."
"Who's clothes are those?"
"Um, K-Kiari's..."
"...how...?"
"I sneaked through her closet a month ago..."
"I'm telling on you!"
"NO!"
CRASH!
"I'm telling!" I struggled to get out of his grip. Sora pinned one hand behind my back while the other was gripped onto the stairs. "You can't" he held on tighter. My breath was exasperatingly low. I used my free hand to push his face away as far as I can "I have to tell!" I clawed my way down the stair case with him on my back and made it out the front door, miraculously "KIA-!" he covered my mouth. I bit his hand and he let go "Ow! That hurt" "Let go! You child molester! RAPE, MURDER, MOLESTATION, STRANGER DANGER! "Aa!"
Things just got worse from there...