Oops
Jazz twirled as she made her ways downstairs. Maddie gasped, tears in her eyes. "Oh, Jazz! You're beautiful!"
Jack hugged his wife. "Jazzy-pants, your all grown up...Danny! Come and see your sister!"
Danny shuffled into the foyer of FentonWorks with a sigh. Jazz was wearing a violet dress that flowed just past her knees. Her orange hair was tied up in a sparkly purple scarf, and she wore heels a shade of deep purple.
Danny sighed. "Gorgeous. I'm gonna go get a pink smoothie from the kitchen."
Maddie shook her head. "Jazz, you look lovely. Danny doesn't understand this is a big day for you. Prom! Oh, sweetie..."
Jazz hugged her mother. "I know, mom. But look on the...something side. You'll have Danny for four more years."
There was a loud crash coming from the kitchen. Maddie smirked. "Oh, joy."
Danny came running back, a large glass of strawberry smoothie in his hand. "Mom! The toaster went insane again! I-AAAAGH!" He tripped over the edge of the rug, the glass flying.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"
Jazz shrieked as the thick, pink liquid dripped down her dress and splattered in her hair, the glass shattering at her feet.
Maddie gasped. "Damage control! Damage control! Jack, get the Fenton Blow Dryer! Don't worry, Jazz. We can fix this!"
Jazz was sobbing. Danny backed away carefully, face red. "Oops."