Shoes
"It's MINE!"
"No, it's MINE!"
"MINE!"
"MINE!"
"GIVE IT TO ME, YOU LITTLE WITCH!"
"NO!" Larxene clutched the credit card to her chest. "A girl has to go shopping, you know! I need a new pair of shoes!" She pointed to the pair of boots on her feet, which couldn't have been more than a day old.
"Oh, yes, you only bought those yesturday. GIVE ME MY CREDIT CARD." Marluxia glared at Larxene, who smirked.
"Make me."
"Why, you little-"
"Watch you mouth! There's kids around!"
"So? Not like they haven't heard it before!"
"But still, you should at least try to be nice to them."
"You should talk, you sadist!"
"How dare you!"
"Is there a problem in here, or are you two just making out again?"
Marluxia and Larxene turned to the doorway to find Xaldin, who was wearing a look like he had just won the lottery.
"Um... hey, Xaldin." Marluxia stammered, then recovered. "She stole my credit card." he pointed to Larxene, who glared.
"It's not nice to point."
"Maybe not, but you have my credit card."
"I need a new pair of boots!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"Do not!"
"Do too!"
"DO NOT!"
"DO TOO!"
"Will you two please shut up? You're giving me a headache." Xadlin complained, massaging his temples. "Marluxia, you're higher up then Larxene, just order her to give back the stupid card." And with that, he left.
Marluxia turned to Larxene.
"Do not."
