"YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!" Mal roared loudly as she chased after Ben again. "Ben, when I find you I am going to glue your little butt to a chair! WITH SUPER, SUPER, SUPER GLUE!"
Ben had, again, managed to wiggle himself out of Mal's arms for the third time since the library and Ben was on the run again. Mal chased him all over the campus. She couldn't believe how fast this kid could run.
Ben ran in and out of classrooms, some empty and some of them filled with students who wondered who the little child was. Ben jumped out a first floor window and Mal followed through, but her long teenage body was caught on the window still. Ben's short, child body was was able to get all the way through.
Ben ran into the art room and saw a bunch of paint cans laying around. He also spotted spray cans that read 'Mal only!' and smirked. Ben picked up two of the cans and held them in his grips.
Mal ran into the art room and saw Ben. He was standing on a table and holding the two spray cans. Both cans she knew were hers. They were the cans that sprayed out rainbow colors, a new thing she had invited for herself to make abstract art. "Ben, put the cans down."
"No!" Ben shouted.
"I am going to tell your mommy!"
"I don't care. Mommy loves me because she my mommy. She not your mommy!" Ben shouted.
"Ben, come on, I'll give you a cookie."
"Come and get me!" He laughed. Ben jumped off the table and ran around the art room.
"Ben! No!" Mal cried out. There were sharp tools and machines in the art room that the students used in the classroom. Ben might hurt himself. "Ben, come back here!"
"Nah nah, nah nah nah! You can't catch me!" Ben cheered.
"Not that 'nah nah' crap again!" Mal shouted.
"Oooh! Mal said a bad word!" Ben said.
"I will glue your butt to this chair if you keep up with this crap!"
"Stop swearing!" Ben shouted, running after.
"Crap is not a swear word!"
"You said it again!"
"That doesn't count, Benjamin!"
Ben jumped onto a table and turned around, ready to spray Mal in the face. Once Mal was close enough, Ben shouted at her. "Bring it Mally!" And sprayed the cans.
Something happened. The cans exploded and both Ben and Mal were covered in rainbow colored spray paint. They both looked at themselves and then the other before they bursted out in laughter.
"We're pretty, Mally!" Ben laughed.
"No kidding." Mal said, her laugh subsiding. "Alright, let's go take a bath."
"Baths are for babies. I'm not a baby." Ben declared.
"Everyone takes a bath, including little boys named Ben."
Ben's eyes widened. "NO! NO BATH!" He threw the broken cans at Mal's head.
"Ouch! Ben!" Mal rubbed her head.
But Ben wasn't there. He was already halfway out of the room. No bath for this little boy!
