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Controlling Anger
'Snap out of it Tyson, nothing happened to her. She only went out for a walk without telling you, it doesn't really matter. She probable only needed some girl time... and why you're speaking in third person, we shall never know.'
"Tyson," some one said. "I think you owe us an explanation."
'Oh no, you can't; if you go off and tell them why you tried to strangle Max, they'll think that you're a) crazy, b) insane, or c) madly in love with her, and that's silly, because you're a) not crazy, b) only semi- insane, and c) way beyond madly in love with her... Where that last thought came from is beyond me, but get rid of it quick, or it'll eat you up inside!'
"Tyson, did you even hear me?" the extremely annoying someone yelled through Tyson's locked door.
"I heard you!" the Little Dragon finally yelled back. "But I'm afraid that I'm still worried right now."
"What are you worried about?" came another voice.
"Hmm, guess," Tyson sneered at the voices. He heard murmuring, and then his answer.
"Mariah?" Tyson was hesitant to answer. If he said yes, they would think c). But if he said no, he would be lying.
"Yes and no," he finally answered. "She was outside in the freezing cold, so I gave her my jacket. I then was going to go train a bit, but remembered that my blade was in my jacket, so I went back to get it. When I went outside, she wasn't there..."
"Good answer," an unmistakable voice said. Tyson whipped his head around to face his window, and there stood Kai. "You told truth, yet didn't tell them he reason at all." Tyson smiled.
"Don't I always," he asked his friend. Kai smirked. "Well, we'd better let them in, huh?"
"Yeah," Kai answered. "But you can't use Max to vent your frustrations on, okay."
"Okay," the two of them walked to the door, and Tyson undid all the locks he had there. The door opened to reveal Ray, Kenny, Grandpa, and Max hiding behind them all. "Hey Max! Sorry about strangling you. It's just what I do when I'm stressed out." Max peeked out at him, and gave a shy nod.
"Its okay that you're stressed out Tyson," Ray smiled evilly. Kai got ready to grab Tyson for what ever Ray was going to say. "It's just too bad that Mariah isn't here. She might be able to help you to *cough* relax." Tyson was boiling at the comment, and Ray had thought he had already won his little teasing game...
"A word of advice Ray," Kai suddenly said, catching the Tiger's attention. He looked him directly in the eye. "Run." Ray's eyes flashed to Tyson, and he saw him still turning red from anger. He chose to take this advice; Tyson followed him.
"Get back here you!" Tyson screamed at his back. "You won't get away with this! I can easily get you anytime I want! Heck, I can get someone to find you, chain you to a wall, and then get me a steel tipped whip if I wanted!" Ray ran faster.
"Come off it Tyson!" he yelled over his shoulder, trying to calm his friend down. "It was only a joke!"
"Joke!" the Little Dragon yelled again. You could clearly see the fire in his eyes; Ray ran outside and started down the street. "That was no joke and you know it! You said all those things on purpose! You were trying to get me mad! Well guess what! IT WORKED!" Ray started running down a street which a certain Mountain Cat had previously walked down, escorted by a certain Ant.
"Come off it Tyson!" Ray tried again, jumping into some yard, hoping that they would have mercy on him and wouldn't mind. "We're friends! Can't you just forget it!?"
"Friend!?" he said, also jumping into the yard. "Max is my friend, yet I was somehow able to strangle him! Just because were friends doesn't mean I can't kill you!" Ray ran harder, and did the only thing he could think of. Looking at the house, he saw it was huge. He knew that his best chance of losing Tyson would be in there, so he went in. of course, he had to climb through a window, but that didn't matter.
Tyson was soon through the window as well, but when he looked around, he didn't see Ray anywhere. He started looking through the house, checking each and every room, until he found him. He was hiding behind a curtain, breathing lightly, as if knowing that his hearing was that good. But it really didn't matter, he had heard it, and Ray was going to pay for what he said.
Tyson crept up to the curtain, getting ready to kill Ray at an instant. He slowly put his fingers around the hem of it, making sure that it didn't move in anyway. He pulled out a small dagger, getting ready to put it to his 'Friend's' throat. Quickly, he pulled the curtain back, and in a flash, his dagger was moving. But just as quickly as it had started, it finished, for instead of Ray standing there, there was a boy.
"Who are you?" Tyson asked him, putting his dagger away.
"My name is Anthony," the boy answered. "Who are you? And more importantly, why are you in my house?"
'He's hiding something... I can't trust him, that's for sure.'
"I'm looking for my friend," Tyson explained. He saw how the boy stiffened. "Have you seen him?"
"Him?" Anthony said. "Oh, no, I haven't seen anybody recently!"
"Okay," Tyson looked at him suspiciously, and then got and idea. "Hey, would you show me around?" he gave a lopsided grin.
"Um... sure," Anthony answered, and he pulled the Dragon out into the hallway, to give him a tour of the HUGE house...
Controlling Anger
'Snap out of it Tyson, nothing happened to her. She only went out for a walk without telling you, it doesn't really matter. She probable only needed some girl time... and why you're speaking in third person, we shall never know.'
"Tyson," some one said. "I think you owe us an explanation."
'Oh no, you can't; if you go off and tell them why you tried to strangle Max, they'll think that you're a) crazy, b) insane, or c) madly in love with her, and that's silly, because you're a) not crazy, b) only semi- insane, and c) way beyond madly in love with her... Where that last thought came from is beyond me, but get rid of it quick, or it'll eat you up inside!'
"Tyson, did you even hear me?" the extremely annoying someone yelled through Tyson's locked door.
"I heard you!" the Little Dragon finally yelled back. "But I'm afraid that I'm still worried right now."
"What are you worried about?" came another voice.
"Hmm, guess," Tyson sneered at the voices. He heard murmuring, and then his answer.
"Mariah?" Tyson was hesitant to answer. If he said yes, they would think c). But if he said no, he would be lying.
"Yes and no," he finally answered. "She was outside in the freezing cold, so I gave her my jacket. I then was going to go train a bit, but remembered that my blade was in my jacket, so I went back to get it. When I went outside, she wasn't there..."
"Good answer," an unmistakable voice said. Tyson whipped his head around to face his window, and there stood Kai. "You told truth, yet didn't tell them he reason at all." Tyson smiled.
"Don't I always," he asked his friend. Kai smirked. "Well, we'd better let them in, huh?"
"Yeah," Kai answered. "But you can't use Max to vent your frustrations on, okay."
"Okay," the two of them walked to the door, and Tyson undid all the locks he had there. The door opened to reveal Ray, Kenny, Grandpa, and Max hiding behind them all. "Hey Max! Sorry about strangling you. It's just what I do when I'm stressed out." Max peeked out at him, and gave a shy nod.
"Its okay that you're stressed out Tyson," Ray smiled evilly. Kai got ready to grab Tyson for what ever Ray was going to say. "It's just too bad that Mariah isn't here. She might be able to help you to *cough* relax." Tyson was boiling at the comment, and Ray had thought he had already won his little teasing game...
"A word of advice Ray," Kai suddenly said, catching the Tiger's attention. He looked him directly in the eye. "Run." Ray's eyes flashed to Tyson, and he saw him still turning red from anger. He chose to take this advice; Tyson followed him.
"Get back here you!" Tyson screamed at his back. "You won't get away with this! I can easily get you anytime I want! Heck, I can get someone to find you, chain you to a wall, and then get me a steel tipped whip if I wanted!" Ray ran faster.
"Come off it Tyson!" he yelled over his shoulder, trying to calm his friend down. "It was only a joke!"
"Joke!" the Little Dragon yelled again. You could clearly see the fire in his eyes; Ray ran outside and started down the street. "That was no joke and you know it! You said all those things on purpose! You were trying to get me mad! Well guess what! IT WORKED!" Ray started running down a street which a certain Mountain Cat had previously walked down, escorted by a certain Ant.
"Come off it Tyson!" Ray tried again, jumping into some yard, hoping that they would have mercy on him and wouldn't mind. "We're friends! Can't you just forget it!?"
"Friend!?" he said, also jumping into the yard. "Max is my friend, yet I was somehow able to strangle him! Just because were friends doesn't mean I can't kill you!" Ray ran harder, and did the only thing he could think of. Looking at the house, he saw it was huge. He knew that his best chance of losing Tyson would be in there, so he went in. of course, he had to climb through a window, but that didn't matter.
Tyson was soon through the window as well, but when he looked around, he didn't see Ray anywhere. He started looking through the house, checking each and every room, until he found him. He was hiding behind a curtain, breathing lightly, as if knowing that his hearing was that good. But it really didn't matter, he had heard it, and Ray was going to pay for what he said.
Tyson crept up to the curtain, getting ready to kill Ray at an instant. He slowly put his fingers around the hem of it, making sure that it didn't move in anyway. He pulled out a small dagger, getting ready to put it to his 'Friend's' throat. Quickly, he pulled the curtain back, and in a flash, his dagger was moving. But just as quickly as it had started, it finished, for instead of Ray standing there, there was a boy.
"Who are you?" Tyson asked him, putting his dagger away.
"My name is Anthony," the boy answered. "Who are you? And more importantly, why are you in my house?"
'He's hiding something... I can't trust him, that's for sure.'
"I'm looking for my friend," Tyson explained. He saw how the boy stiffened. "Have you seen him?"
"Him?" Anthony said. "Oh, no, I haven't seen anybody recently!"
"Okay," Tyson looked at him suspiciously, and then got and idea. "Hey, would you show me around?" he gave a lopsided grin.
"Um... sure," Anthony answered, and he pulled the Dragon out into the hallway, to give him a tour of the HUGE house...