Hi guys, sorry I didn't update this story for a while, I had no internet:D Anyway, here's the second chapter of the chocolate craziness, and in this one Sean will meet a certain high functional sociopath:D
Chapter 36: Switzerland – Chocolate craziness - Part 2
"Men du lovade!" Selina cries angrily, stomping into the chalet like she's a toddler with a tandrum. Loïc and the two girls following closely. Suddenly, the young cat-girl spins around on her heels, zooming her face close to Loïc's, hollering; "Men du lovade mig en chokladkaka!" (but you promised me a chocolate bar!)
"You ate a complete box of chocolate empty, Selina," Loïc replies, holding her arms gently, trying to calm her down. Selina looks at him, confused. Loïc sighs; "Du åt en komplett låda choklad tom." Selina stomps her foot down, glaring angrily the other way.
"Ah, you finally managed to find the minx back!" Alfred grumbles, walking regally up to the four children. Bruce and Sean joins them quickly. "Do you have any idea, in how much trouble you are, miss?!" Alfred's face slowly turn murderous as he meets Selina's eyes. Selina looks at Loïc, quizzically.
"Har du någon aning om, hur mycket besvär du är, Miss?!" Loïc translates and Selina shoots her eyes toward the stupefied looking butler.
"Oavsett Galavan sagt, det är en lögn!" Selina shouts, standing on her tippy toes and zooms her face close to Alfred's.
"Wow, never knew you could speak Swedish!" Sean says with an impressed face. Bruce's mouth drops open in 'awe'. "To Bruce, you just became 80% hotter. Pick up your tongue, B!"
Bruce quickly closes his mouth, dropping his eyes to the floor while a red blush colours his face. Selina beams like the sun. Alfred's face turns more murderous.
"I'm not talking about Galavan! I'm talking about the mess you made after you ate a certain chocolate box empty! Wait, what did you do to Mr Galavan?!"
Selina looks at Loïc and the boy rolls his eyes. Bruce, Sean, Rikki and Annie try hold in a fit of laughter while the mountain boy translates; "Jag pratar inte om Galavan! Jag talar om röran du gjort efter att du-
"She exactly knows what I'm saying!" Alfred bellows, cutting off the young boy. Selina grins. "Go to your room, Miss Kyle and stay there until I say you're allowed to leave it!" Cue dramatic point toward the girls bedroom.
Selina gives the Military Ninja Cook Butler Assassin a dirty look, spins on her heels and throws a sweetly smile to Loïc, asking; "Kan jag ha chokladkaka du lovade mig?"
Loïc sigs, slapping his forehead before reaching to his jacket's inside pocket and grabs the chocolate bar, handing it over to Selina. Annie and Rikki, bursting into a guffawing laughter.
"Kom med mig, min Kitty leksaker!" Selina cries gleefully, taking Bruce's and Sean's hand and drags them with her. A merrily skip in her step as she disappears into the girls room, kicking the door closed.
Fifteen seconds later, a very loud scream that belongs to Sean and a few moments later, the door swings open, revealing a very scared Sean Ornelas, running out of the room with his pants down.
"That girl has a crazy mind!" Sean hollers as he staggers up to the stupefied looking Alfred, trying to pull his pants back on. With wide shocked eyes, the young street billionaire comes to halt, gasping; "Selina! Chocolate bar! Spanking!"
Alfred's face slowly turns red in rage and deranged glare sparkles in his eyes as shoves Sean out of the way and charges up to the girls room. Sadly enough, Selina's closes it right in front of him and the Military Ninja Assassin bumps against it, nose first.
"Selina chocolate bar spanking butt mountain help me mountain butterflies bulls rock butt bar chocolate spanking! Butterflies, think about lovely butterflies, not spanking! Butterflies!" Sean bellows, heading out the door and into the mountains. Slowly his screams disappear into the distance.
"I love you, Selina!" the young billionaire's gleefully voice screams from the girls room. "I love you, and I love chocolate!"
"Miss Kyle! Whatever you're doing with that sweet boy, stop with it, right now!" Alfred bellows, taking a run up and charges up to the door. Sadly enough, the door doesn't break. Apparently, the young cat-girl dragged something against it.
"Selina, love chocolate!" Bruce moans softly.
Fear fills the butler's heart, and when Rikki mouths something about a middle door and points to the boys room, Alfred turns an charges into Bruce and Sean's room, rushing across it and barges through the middle door, freezing in his roots at the sight of a satisfied looking billionaire boy, sitting on Selina's bed with chocolate smudges on his face. Selina, sitting on his lap, nuzzling his chest with her hair.
"Bruce älskar Selina och choklad!" Bruce says, beaming a smile at Alfred, who slowly starts to boil, from deep within.
"Selina älskar Bruce och choklad!" Selina purrs happily.
Sean Ornelas, still running for his life, comes to halt when he hears a loud guffawing scream echoes in the distance. It's Alfred Pennyworth, who exploded and ran like a pack of angry animals after the young street girl and young billionaire, hollering British insults.
'I'm so glad I'm all the way up here,' Sean thinks, smiling.
Theo snickers to himself. Calling Mr Pennyworth and tell the butler what that crazy cat-girl did to Silver and her new dress might have been the smartest idea he ever had. Especially because the Military Ninja Assassin said she would do some little jobs around the Galavan chalet as repayment.
Alfred dropped off Selina at the Galavan chalet and the big eared man bowls upon them, ordering Selina to paint the fence first. After that she could do the dishes, clean the windows, dust every room, except for Tabitha's secret room and wash all their clothes. That way, Theo could do his own thing because the jobs Selina had to do happened to be his since Tabby and Silver where out in a beauty spa.
"Will pick you up, tonight!" Alfred smiles happily, hopping back into the car and spurts off. Selina scowls angrily.
Theo sits back happily in his armchair, thinking about some plot while Selina paints the fence. Well, she didn't really paint it. Instead she sneaked into the chalet kitchen, finding Tabby's secret chocolate stash.
Melting the chocolate and pour it over into balloons might have been the best idea the cat-girl ever had. You can have so much fun with chocolate bombs.
"Batter up!" Rikki cries gleefully as Loïc stands parallel with her thirty feet away, clutching a balloon filled with chocolate in his hand. The kids felt bored at the chalet and decided to keep Selina company. Loïc takes in a long deep breath and catapults the chocolate bomb at Rikki.
The young mermaid sees it coming, swinging one of Theo's old baseball bats to defend herself and hits the chocolate bomb a good eighty feet through the air and straight through the chalet living room window.
Theo, sitting in his armchair and plotting something, jolts up alarmed, glaring at the window. The big eared man ducks away in time otherwise his head might have been bashed in.
"Miss Kyle! What are you doing?!" Theo bellows, poking his head out the window. That's when he notices she isn't alone. Four children grin at him, mischievously. Then, noticing the baseball bat in Rikki's hand, the largely eared man closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, whispering in a tight whisper; "Miss Kyle, what are your friends doing here?"
"Keeping me company!" Selina smirks happily.
"Yes, Alfred left with Sean and Bruce on some trip through a chocolate factory and since we think that's the most boring thing EVER, we decided to help Selina with pulling pranks on you, Mr Galavan," Rikki cries gleefully.
"Yes, well, Miss Chadwick is it, right?" Rikki nods rapidly. "Yes, well Selina is here to paint my fence. To do the dishes, clean my windows, dust all the rooms, except for Tabby's secret room and wash our-
"Why isn't she allowed to dust Tabby's room?" Rikki interrupts the man with the enormous ears. The young mermaid cocks her head curiously and so does her friends.
"Because Tabby doesn't like that."
"Why not?"
"It doesn't matter. Miss Kyle, get back to paint the fence and after that you can also make the garden path snow free. Now your friends are here, they can help you."
"Sorry, Theodore, can't do!" Selina shrieks happily. "I have an appointment with a certain factory chocolate pool. I'll better head back to the chalet to get my bikini. Bruce and Sean are waiting for me."
Stupefied, still with his head poked out the window, Theo watches four children and an elk dash off.
While dropping off the young crazy cat-girl at the Galavan chalet, Alfred had the sudden idea to take the remaining kids on a tour in a Swiss chocolate factory.
When the girls and the mountain boy said they didn't want to go because it was the most boring thing ever, Alfred couldn't help himself and made a happy dance of joy. Well, secretly, in a another room where the kids couldn't see him.
So, Bruce and Sean hop in the backseat of the car and Alfred merrily takes place behind the wheel and with the three of them they go out on a quiet morning in a chocolate factory.
It was a pleasant tour. The manager of the factory was a nice old man and explained the three men everything about chocolate making. From normal Swiss chocolate to chocolate with flavours. The manager even allowed to let them taste a few samples.
But then, outside the factory three girls a boy and a elk try to find a way to get past the highly secured fence. Sadly enough, that isn't easy.
The kids tried to ask the guards nicely. Nothing.
The kids tried to bribe the guards with chocolate. Nada.
The kids tried to thread them with something that sounds like; "If you don't let us in, the Military Ninja Assassin we know will kick you all the way to a horrible city called Gotham." The guards could be statues.
Selina even tried to put in her last weapon. Big round kitty like eyes. The guards sadly enough seemed all immune to kitty eyes.
Sad and angrily, the four kids and the elk plant their butt into the snow as they sit down on the curb. They sigh in sync.
"How about, you go behind that fence a meow like a cat?" Annie suggests. No, bad idea because the kitty eyes didn't work neither. "How about, digging in the snow behind that fence and crawl underneath the fence?" No, too cold. "Or, you scratch their eyes out!"
Yes, Selina thought that would be a brilliant idea, especially as payback for being immune to her kitty like eyes. Sadly enough, Loïc was too fast and stopped her. Selina growls and sits down again.
Suddenly, a familiar, tall man with curly black hair, long black coat and blue scarf around his neck comes swaggering down the sidewalk and toward the chocolate factory. Selina jumps up in joy.
"Sherlock!" Selina cries gleefully, dashing upon the tall man and catapults herself around the high functional sociopath, hugging him tightly.
Merrily, Sherlock spins on his heels, twirling Selina round while she holds herself tightly around his neck, feet dangling in the air. Luckily John could duck away in time otherwise he might have felt a terrible headache afterwards. Three children and an elk share a quizzically look.
"Guys, meet Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock, Annie, Rikki, Loïc and Elliot!" Selina point at them one at the time while telling the names and they shake hands. John clears his throat, roughly. "Oh, yeah, and that's Sherlock's pet, John Watson."
John throws a dirty look at the young cat-burglar before throwing one to Sherlock for holding in a fit of laughter. Quickly he shakes hands and hoof, turning back to face Sherlock; "Didn't we have to be somewhere?"
"Yes, we do, but it's not important," Sherlock replies, dully. "Cat is more fun than some appointment with Mycroft."
"It's not just an appointment with Mycroft but a new case. I thought you would be excited since you kept annoying me by telling me how bored you were!" John folds his arms angrily, scowling.
"Yes, I was boring, but this is Cat. You know, the funny girl who drove you and your military friend crazy." Suddenly, realizing there's no Bruce and no Alfred; "Let me guess, the butler left without you?"
"Yes," Selina replies, pouty face and all. "It's so unfair. He left me at some big eared guy's house to do some stupid jobs and took Bruce and Sean on some tour in this chocolate factory." Selina sighs, hurling herself around Sherlock's waist again, sobbing; "When I found out what that horrible butler did I immediately run back to the chalet to get my new bikini and went straight to this factory to show it to Bruce. But these horrible guards, who hate cats, won't let us in and I have an appointment with a chocolate pool and my Kitty Toys that I don't want to miss."
"Oh, don't you worry!" Sherlock replies, patting the back of her head, soothingly. "There are some perks for having a horrible brother like Mycroft."
And with that, the high functional sociopath strolls over to the gate and the guards, holding up a plastic card, hollering; "Mycroft Holmes, MI6. I'm here for a surprise health inspection."
"What has MI6 to do with a chocolate factory in Switzerland?" one of the guards ask, eyeing the dark haired man suspiciously. Sherlock throws an icy look.
"How dare you to question me?" Sherlock bellows, and the guard shrinks back to his little old shelf when the high functional sociopath starts to deduct him. Sherlock seems to know everything about the guard, only by judging his appearance. Even the tiny things from the guards childhood.
The guard starts to get shivers all over his body, quickly opens the gate and lets the high functional sociopath pass. Selina and the kids skip after Sherlock, smirking at the guards. John slaps his forehead.
Back to Alfred and the boys. The Military Ninja Butler has the best morning in a long time. He even started to ponder to hire another chalet, just for him, Bruce and Sean so the strange street cat couldn't find them and wouldn't bother them, ever again.
Sadly enough, Alfred's quiet morning ends with a giggling scream, sounding way too familiar for his taste. When he turns his head to find the source of the noise, a brown and black blur flies past him, jumping into a pool filled with chocolate.
With a murderous stare, Alfred looks at the pool just in time to see the young cat-girl surfacing, gulping a mouth full of chocolate down. A huge grin follows soon.
"Selina älskar choklad!" the kitty-girl cries gleefully, splashing chocolate into the air and let it rain down onto the stupefied looking Bruce and Sean.
"What did she say?" Sean asks, touching his chin thoughtfully.
"Selina loves chocolate!" Bruce translates, slowly looking at the floor after Alfred's icy glare.
"Selina älskar Kitty Leksaker!"
Loïc, knowing exactly what 'Kitty Leksaker' means, takes a step away from the pool. Bruce and Sean look at the mountain boy, confused.
"Kitty Toys?" Sherlock grins and the billionaire boys open their eyes in shock, about to jump away from the poolside but realize they are too late.
Selina grabs their legs, pulling them into the pool and clutches them tightly against her chest, purring; "Kitty Leksaker!" Both boys sway their arms and legs to free themselves. Sadly enough, Selina holds them way too tightly they can barely move.
"Kitty älskar spela!"
"No, Selina, we don't want to play!" Bruce giggles, trying to free himself when the young cat-burglar starts to tickle his belly. Quickly, with her other hand she starts to tickle Sean's belly, who immediately starts to giggle too.
"Get her!" Sean hollers, swimming away from Selina and around her so she has to turn her head if she doesn't want to lose him from her eyesight.
Right at the same time, Bruce wraps his arms around her waist, holding her while Sean swims back toward them and starts to tickle Selina's belly, thoroughly. The young girl starts to laugh, tears of joy streaming down her face.
"Bruce älskar Selina!" Bruce cries in her ear, holding her tightly as she tries to squirm away from the boys.
"Sean älskar att kittla Selina!" Sean cries gleefully which means; 'Sean loves to tickle Selina and the street boy resumes his tickling. Selina laughs and screams in joy.
John and Alfred look at one and another, share a tired look before turning around and leave the scene. Sherlock and the four other kids stay put, smiling madly.
A hour later of swimming in chocolate pool, the three children climb back onto the poolside, taking a quick shower and re-join Sherlock and their friends.
"So, who's this guy?" Sean asks, eyeing the high functional sociopath curiously. Sherlock grins, slowly lingering closer toward the street boy.
"I know your name is Sean Ornelas, born in Gotham city, son of Mark Ornelas and Mary Ornelas. When you were seven years old, your parents tried to escape Gotham by boat but the mob and the criminals found out and chased after them, shooting at them. They escaped, but you was hit by a bullet and fell overboard. A lackadaisical cop called 'Bullock' promised you to find the responsible people but so far didn't succeed." Sean's mouth drops open and his eyes grow wide as the high functional sociopath keeps telling more things about his past. "You decided to live on the streets, never telling anyone that you're in fact a billionaire like Bruce Wayne. You joined a group of children, helping other street children to escape Gotham by boat. You saw far more horrible things in your live then a normal kid of your age. You are, just like Cat, a witness to the Wayne murder."
"How do you know all about that?" Sean gasps impressed.
"I read the papers. And, it was worldwide news." Sherlock grabs his cell-phone, typing something and shows Sean an old newsflash video. "I can tell everything about you, only by looking at you." Sean frowns. "Judging by the stains on your jacket, you like salad pizza, (which you had for dinner last night) hamburgers and hotdogs, (which you had for lunch yesterday). Judging to your body posture, you're a very fast runner and can be really sneaky. Your muscles show your strength is picking up heavy objects and a great fighter."
"That's, impressive!" Sean gasps.
"Though you haven't found any weakness yet, I can see them by just looking at you." Sean cocks his head, curiously. "You have a very low self-image. Though a lot of girls keep telling you you're attractive, nice, sweet and brave, you keep telling them and yourself it's not true."
"That's because it's not true. I'm not good looking at all, I'm ugly."
"You are so not ugly!" Selina, Rikki and Annie shout in sync. Sean drops his eyes to the floor, blushing slightly.
"I rest my case," Sherlock says, closing his phone and strolls out the factory to meet John and Alfred at the car. The six children, following closely.
Another hectic moment, which will give Alfred Pennyworth a worse headache, is waiting in the Wayne chalet. It starts with inviting John over for a nice catch up but the Military Ninja Host Assassin didn't really expected Sherlock to come as well. But the high functional sociopath did.
Still, it was not something to get stressed about because luckily enough the butler had kicked the six children out the door, ordering them to lash out in the snow or whatever kids do outside. Alfred didn't care, as long they stay away from the chalet as far as possible. So, the children skip out the door and head up the cliff to Full moon mountain.
Five minutes later, John arrived with Sherlock and the high functional sociopath feels bored within five minutes, which is logical if two men keep talking about their time at the military academy and the string of girlfriends they had. And that part is hard to believe, because both men are in their late thirties and girlfriendless.
When Alfred heads to the kitchen to make a nice cup of tea, John scowls at his flat/chalet mate to go outside and find another person to deduct instead of him and Alfred. Merrily, the high functional sociopath jumps up from the armchair and strolls out the door
Alfred returns with the tea and about to enjoy a nice afternoon with his old friend John, talking about the 'old' days when suddenly a cat-blur summersaults across the room and comes to halt behind Alfred's armchair.
Stupefied Alfred stares at John who slaps his forehead, tiredly. It seems Sherlock didn't leave the chalet at all. Instead he opened the front door to let the children in, gave them some chocolate, candy and a slingshot.
Scowling at the cat-girl behind his cough, Alfred bellows; "Miss Kyle! What on earth are you doing there?!"
"Sst!" Selina shushes the Military Ninja Babysitter Butler Cook Host Assassin, carefully peeking around her hiding spot. Her cat like eyes darting through the room, searching for danger.
Suddenly, another blur skids through the door, and while sliding across the room to the other side, Sean empties his slingshot, shooting nougats at the kitty behind Alfred. Luckily enough she can duck away in time but you can't say the same thing about Alfred. The nougat hits him on the bridge of his nose.
Sean somersaults through the air and out the open window. The street billionaire lands on hands and feet in the garden, immediately scoping the place and quickly hides behind a large flower pot when another blur speeds across the garden.
"Thanks for catching that nougat, old man!" Selina says with a huge grin, gets up and scrambles over to the window, hollering; "I will get you, Sean Ornelas!" Quickly she ducks away when another candy flies past her face, missing her by an inch.
"Miss Kyle!" Alfred bellows, slowly rising to his feet, his face turning red in anger. Quickly she dashes off, summersaults through the hallway and skids out the front door. "MASTER BRUCE!"
"Yes?" Bruce asks questioned, popping his head through the open window, peeking inside. Behind him, another curious elk tries to do the same, licking Bruce's ear at the same time. "What's the matter, Alfred?"
"What on earth are you lot doing?"
"Yes, funny thing, you see, Sherlock trains us to become spies." Alfred slowly turns murderous. "Girls like that!" Cue wide smirk. "Also, next time, call me by my code name, which is; Batman!" Then, lowering his voice; "I am the night." Sadly enough, his voice cracks halfway. "Yes, I know, my Batman voice still needs a little practice."
"Master Bruce…-
"Batman!"
"I know I shouldn't ask, but why Batman? I though you're afraid of bats."
"Yes, but it fits to Selina's code name!" Bruce says, shoving Elliot's head away from his ear and scrambles through the window inside, lowering to the floor to hide underneath the window. "We are a team, you see and hers is; 'Catwoman'."
Bruce suddenly jumps up, hollering; "Team BatCat!" and empties his slingshot, shooting chocolate rocks at the boy behind the flowerpot. Sean, luckily enough dodges them all, jumping away from behind the flower pot a rushes off, flies through the air and hides behind a shrub. "Crap, I missed!"
"Master Bruce, watch your language!" Alfred growls but not fast enough. Bruce already flipped out the window, landing outside and holds his arms, ready for danger. There was none.
"Did you know he could do that 'flipping' through the air?" John asks, looking slightly impressed.
"No, I did not know that!" Alfred mumbles, wondering who learned Bruce a new skill. Then, rushing over to the window; "Master Bruce, get back, right now!"
"Shoo, shoo! I have important business to do." And with that, Bruce resumes his mission, leaving his baffled butler behind.
Sean strolls through the garden, humming the Mission Impossible tune as he scans the garden for enemies. Everything seems suspiciously quiet. But then, suddenly a shadow casts over him, and when he looks up at the tall tree behind him, it's too late for him to react. A nougat hits his butt.
Immediately, the young cat-girl leaps to the ground, readying her slingshot, holding it out in front of her. She knows butt doesn't count, so Sean is still allowed to shoot back.
There they are. Standing in the garden. The street boy and the street girl, face to face. Slingshot to slingshot. The two street kids narrow their eyes, dangerously.
But then, a bat like noise echoes through the garden, coming from somewhere behind Sean. The street billionaire has to turn his head, and when he does he sees a black blur, jumping down from a tree. It's Bruce Wayne, but sadly enough, the young billionaire makes a face plant, straight into a pile of snow.
"Well, done, kiddo!" Selina rolls her eyes, trying to shoot a candy toward Sean but the kid ducks away behind the tree, but not before shooting a few nougats onto the bat in the snow. Bruce moans sadly.
"I'm sorry, Catwoman," Bruce says, lifting up his head, watching the street billionaire prance away into the distance. "I also need a little more practice with jumping from a tall tree and land delicately on the ground like you always do."
"Yeah, well, that's going to take a while," Selina snorts, helping Bruce to get up. "But now, it seems I'm on my own. It's just Sean and me, because-
Selina aims her slingshot and shoots a candy toward Annie, who dashed into view and hit her arm. The speedster scowls at the cat-girl, turns on her heels and walks back to the chalet, withdrawn.
"You already beaten Loïc, and Sean already beaten Rikki, but that kid won't beat me." Selina grins at Bruce. "Give me a kiss before I go after that street boy and take him down." Selina moves toward Bruce and plants a heated kiss onto the billionaire's lips. "You're mine, Sean Ornelas!"
Selina speeds off, leaving Bruce behind. His lips still in mid-air. Realizing she already dashed off, Bruce scans the garden, looking around to see if anyone witnessed that. Sighing relieved, Bruce heads to the chalet, waiting for Catwoman to return to debrief him she had taken down Sean Ornelas.
"Haha! Take that!" Selina cries dangerously as she shoots a candy toward the street billionaire, taking a ricocheting leap against a tree trunk and summersaults out of sight behind a shrub.
Sean, seeing the candy coming toward his face, quickly jumps back behind the shed, hollering; "Missed me!" Then, carefully peeking around the shed, Sean notices Selina's curly face popping up from her hiding place as she scopes the garden for Sean.
Sean aims and fires. Sadly enough, the nougat missed the young cat-girl's face by an inch as she cowards back behind the shrub. Sean laughs maniacally, quickly dashing off. Selina pursued, shooting more chocolate candies. Sean dodges them all.
"You never get me, Catwoman!" Sean bellows, laughing his head off as he finds shelter behind an enormous rock.
"Yes, I will!" Selina laughs, prancing after the young street boy and jumps onto his back, throwing him into the snow. "You're going down, Ornelas!"
Sean tries to wriggle away from under her, but she pins him to the ground with her legs, taking her slingshot and grasps with her hand in one of her pockets for chocolate candies.
Realizing she's out of them; "Shoot, no more ammo!"
The young cat-girl jumps off of Sean and takes off sprinting. She dodges between trees and bushes and ducks around Alfred who was about to stop her and give her the worst talk of her life. Soon after, the poor butler gets run over by Sean.
Selina dashes inside the chalet and while dashing upon the kitchen, the young cat-girl looks over her shoulder, noticing Sean scrambling after her, aiming his slingshot and catapults a chocolate candy upon her.
"Missed!" Selina cries, shutting the kitchen door behind her and barricades it with the kitchen table. Then, quickly climbing up the counter to take a box of candies from the top shelf to load her pockets with new ammo.
On the other side of the door, Sean Ornelas takes a long run up and charges upon the kitchen door, ready to break it open when Selina moves the kitchen table back and opens the door. Sean barrels into her with a loud thud.
"You have overthrown me!" Selina cries, pretending to be scared when she scoots backwards, away from the billionaire street boy.
The young cat-girl recoils as Sean aims his slingshot with new munition, smirking; "This is going to be so easy!"
"No, it won't!" Selina kicks her foot toward Sean, kicking the slingshot from his hands. It flies through the air a good fifty feet and out the open kitchen window.
Selina grins, taking it as an opportunity and readies her own slingshot, aiming it upon Sean, lying on the floor like a helpless little street boy. But the thing is, Sean isn't helpless at all.
One quick movement coming from Sean and Selina lost her slingshot as well. Sean scrambles up from the floor while locking Selina's arms behind her back and pulls her onto her feet, whispering in her ear; "Cat got your tongue?"
Selina hisses and growls angrily in return, trying to wriggle herself free but the billionaire street boy is too strong.
Five minutes later of struggling, hissing, growling and screaming insults, Selina's mouth gets shut when Sean grabs a handful of melted chocolate and paints her entire face with it.
"Sean Ornelas! Won AGAIN!" Sean skips happily out the kitchen, leaving a very angry kitty behind.
So, what do you think of this chapter? It had lots and lots of Sean in it, isn't that great? I think it is LOL.
Anyway, I've upload a new story and it's called; Connections. It has a OC character in it, who is made up by me. It would be great if you check it out:D
Next chapter: The children get buried under a avalanche. It's a very, VERY long chapter:D