Disclaimer: You all know the disclaimer already so I'm not gunna write it anymore. It's nice being lazy. :)

January 3

I did it! Yesterday, I emptied my ENTIRE jar of crickets in her underwear drawer!!! Her scream cost her $600, but to me, it was priceless! She screamed so loud that our neighbor's dumb Chihuahua died of STRESS!!! Bwahahahaha! Daddy was sooo pissed, he made Ishizu pay for the neighbor's NEW Chihuahua with her own money. And he wouldn't believe that I did it, even when I left a jar clearly labeled "Marik's Crickets" in her drawer just to taunt her. I love my daddy!!! But then later on, Ishizu kicked me…HARD. It may hurt NOW, but it didn't hurt then because my stomach hurted even more from laughing so much. She's screaming at me now. I know she's trying to communicate to me, but all I can hear is "blah, blah, blah, blah." She's left now. Oh well. Whatever it was, I'm sure it wasn't important.

January 4

Ishizu had to go shopping again, but this time I REFUSED to follow because "my ankle still hurted." I spent practically my whole day annoying Odion. He's not half as fun as my crickets. I tried yelling at him and jumping on his bed, but all he did was push me off. So then I went and pulled Mindslave's tail. It was painful. Daddy told me to go do something useful, so I did. :) I completely destroyed Ishizu's room.

January 5

This may surprise you, but Ishizu wears…MAKEUP!!! And I thought she couldn't get any uglier…I would HATE to see her without any makeup on. I shiver at the very thought of it. Well, yesterday after I messed up her room, she threw one of her smelly sandals at me! There's STILL a gigantic huge, ugly gash on my face. I don't care if Odion and my daddy said that it was just a bruise. What do they know? Ishizu has tainted my perfect skin. *sobs* But now I can't do anything because daddy says we are EVEN. I hate that word! But I am Marik Ishtar, and "even" doesn't mean anything to me.

~Later~

Ishizu did it. After dinner, she released all my crickets and hid my copy of The History of Torture! And if that wasn't enough, she stole my mirror! NOOOO!!! But no matter, I've taken her makeup hostage…she won't get it back till she returns my 23 crickets, The History of Torture, and my mirror. She's cussing at me through the door right now. LOSER!!! I think she's left now. Oh well. Right now, I'm deciding whether to hang her makeup or burn them at stake. Maybe I'll do both…For every day she delays the return of my belongings, I'll tell father more about what I find out about her. For example, yesterday I found one of those "dirty" magazines that father won't let her read under her bed. I took THAT hostage too!!! She is sooo dead, I'm so evil, life is fun.

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Okay, I'm outta ideas. Except for that haircutting one…THANKS SENSHICHAN14!!! *glomps her* Senshichan: Aaaaah! NOOOO!!! Let go!!!