A/N: Sorry for the long wait, I've been away for a few weeks. I know it's super short, but I hope you enjoy!

Thanks: cwazzy-gyal123, and Aikido Kasshin Ryu.

~ "Ugh... very mature." ~

"Have a seat. I'll be right back with our drinks," Nina told the silver-haired man.

"Alright," was all Lee Chaolan said, before sitting down on the comfortable couch and taking in his surroundings with mild interest. "Hmm... how interesting is this."

Just when Lee noticed that there weren't that many pictures of the Williams sisters, let alone one that showed the two of them together, smiling, the blonde female entered the small living-room again, with two damping cups of tea and some snacks on the silver tray that she was holding. She quietly set one in front of him.

"Excellent! Thank you."

Nina nodded politely, while sitting down and starting, "So, what was it that you want-"

The woman halted with a startled gasp, as soon as she had lowered herself onto the couch and the sound of a loud fart echoed through the quiet room, much like a gunshot. Nina's crystal blue eyes widened considerably in pure embarrassment, her mouth forming a shocked o-shape at the same moment that she felt she was sitting on some sort of cushion. That was when realization kicked in, and everything started making sense now. Well, she shouldn't be surprised now.

With a highly peeved look adorning her face, the blonde reached behind her, until her hand found what she'd been looking for. "Ugh… very mature," the woman muttered, before grabbing the cream-colored fart cushion and throwing it over Lee's head to a point where it became invisible for her.

Lee, who had been watching Nina quite intently, smirked, but chose not to comment on it.

It wasn't that hard for the annoyed female to guess what this was all about, and more importantly, who was responsible for this stupidity. Anna... Humiliating her in front of her guest, too. The nerve! If she wanted to play it like this, then Nina would show her what would happen. Her sweet sister would soon enough get a taste of her own medicine. That was a promise.

She would pay for this, later. And how...

A/N: Next chapter: "Now that's what I call a prank."