You know, I get the impression from people around here that they think I'm bossy and over demanding. Well, today I think I'm going to ask instead of demand, maybe even control Kristy's temper a little by making her do little things. By the way it's jellybean month and that gives me an idea.

~ "Kristy, come here please." Amy's sweet voice rang through the halls of the house, it was still early morning. Kristy rolled over in her bed and was faced with a gust of Gimli morning breath.

"Life sucks." Kristy pulled on the clothes that she had been wearing from the other day that she cleaned the bathroom in. thinking that she might as well keep a pair of bathroom cleaning clothes on hand since it seemed to be Amy's favorite punishment now. As Kristy approached her door, the door opened and whacked in the head.

"Ok, I tried to be nice this morning and I guess that doesn't work for you because- Kristy? Kristy, don't even think of hiding form me." Amy hadn't noticed that the door hit something when she opened it. Kristy's muffled moan came from behind the door, she had to make some sort of noise or Amy would have a fit and excuse her of hiding.

" Oh there you are, I have a little e task for you follow me." Amy led Kristy to a large hall (big room) filled with tables and on the tables there were numerous bags of jelly beans, Jelly Belly's to be precise. Since it was early in the morning Kristy couldn't quite make out what the bags were and wasn't filled with loathing passion towards Amy. " So did you know that it is Jelly Bean month? Well, it is and all I want you to do is sort the jelly beans, that's not very hard."

The moment Kristy heard this she wanted to run and flush her head in the toilet, she remember last year when Amy made her sort skittles in alphabetical order by color. The horrible part was that she didn't do them right so Amy mixed up all the skittles again so Kristy would get it right. Another bad thing was Jelly Belly's were Kristy's favorite and she still hadn't had breakfast yet, and she was almost positive that Amy wouldn't get her breakfast. Amy was talking nice to day but that didn't mean anything.

"Alright listen up, I want all eight colors in individual bowls for this first table then when you're done with that table come over here to this table and sort bowls with green and pink, blue and yellow, red and orange, white and purple. Then you will come to the third table and sort them all individual again then for the forth and last table I want you to do the same like the second table. And I want them in that order! Get me when you are done because I have special rooms where I want these. And don't forget that they each have special bowls they go in." with that Amy walkout not even bothering to tell Kristy which colors go in each bowls.

"Well, at least she never said not to eat them." Kristy sat down to her breakfast of jellybeans.