"Bertram!"
"Blast!"
"Bertie!" scolded my sister. "Such language!"
I stood up and tucked my arms behind my back, attempting to look as innocent as possible. Aunt Agatha loomed into the room.
"What is this?"
"It looks like a baby bunny rabbit, Aunt Agatha." I answered.
"I know what it is. What was it doing in the main hallway?" she fixed her steely eye on me, left over from the head of Medusa no doubt.
"I've no idea."
"Bertie-"
"No honestly, Aunt Agatha, I left him in his cage out in the stable. I don't know how he got insi---"
"To your room, immediately."
"Can I at least have Herman, or are you planning on sacrificing him to the greater good of aunts everywhere?" I said, a bit more boldly than usually.
I took advantage of the fact that she was momentarily frozen to grab Herman out of her hands and dashed down the hallway to my room.