Gawl had wandered over to the buffet table and saw that there was a line of Italian food, spaghetti, lasagna, and meatballs. "Ooh! Meatballs! I love meatballs!" He looked around, then made a grab for one, but then it screamed.
"Hey! That's my hair you, you…" The meatball rose into the air, and Gawl saw that it really was someone's hair.
"You what?" he challenged. "If your hair didn't look like meatballs…"
"Are you calling me a meatball head??" Serena screamed at him.
"Well, if the shoe fits," he said, grinning stupidly at her. Serena pushed Gawl's head into the platter of lasagna.
"Take that you, you…"
"You what?" he asked again, throwing the bowl of spaghetti at her.
"Ohh, I don't even know you and you're making me so mad!" Serena then proceeded to dump the bowl of punch onto his head.
"Me making you mad? You're the crazy one who has meatballs for a hair style!" Gawl retorted, chucking some of the real meatballs at her.
"That does it!" Serena yelled, her eyes getting all flamey. She bashed him into the ground, stomping him as well. (Anime style, of course ^_^).
"Ow, ow, hey, stop that! At least the food matches your ensemble!" Gawl managed to wriggle free and sprinted into the crowd in an attempt to get away.
"Not so fast, mister!" Serena sprinted after him, yelling the whole time, going on about how she wasn't a meatball head. She caught up when Gawl tripped over Uncle and she swiftly pulled out her Spiral Heart Wand and bashed Gawl over the head, giving him a nice set of spiral eyes. "That'll teach you!" She then stormed off to get cleaned up. Uncle gave Gawl a two-fingered slap.
"She give you such a whoopin'!" Gawl just stared googly eyed at the old man. "And one more thing!" With that, Uncle slapped him again and walked off.