'Muuuuum! What's for tea?!' Coraline shouted from the top of the old rickety staircase. 'Muum?!'
'Coraline, I am not listening to anything you shout from up there. Come down and ask me!' She shouted back up from the kitchen where Coraline knew she was preparing that nights meal.
Her eyes flared up as she stormed down the stairs. Well, it was more of a stomp down the stairs really. She must have jumped a bit too hard on one of the steps because it snapped slightly. She looked at it in horror and then quickly ran down the rest of the stairs to the kitchen, trying hard not to break anything with her heavy footing. As she got to the kitchen, the smell hit her. 'Bleurgh!' She screamed and blocked her nose with her t-shirt! 'What the hell is that smell?!' Her eyes started to water at the smell. Given the smell, it must have been like something had died in there. 'Mum, what the hell is that?' She said rather curiously. She looked towards her mother who was just standing there, motionless in front of the stove. She had no idea what was going on. Was her mother deaf? No, she couldn't be. She only just heard her mother respond to her shouting down the stairs. 'Mum?' She crept up behind her and poked her back.
'Coraline.' He head looked up from the stove. Coraline receded back slightly at this motion. 'Coraline, what have I told you about interrupting my cooking?' Her head started to creak round to face me, her body still facing the stove. Buttons.