DiscLaimeR: I dO NOT oWn WilD KrAttS or ChrYstAl or ChaTterBoX(me being random)
Chrystal lean against on her bedroom door with tears rolling down her cheeks.
She could believe that her own PARENTS took her side! She was so puzzled as to why they couldn't take her side.
What is wrong with them? Chrystal thought, Aren't the my parents? They should be supporting me! Not supporting…her!
She wiped her tears off with her sleeve from her sweater. She got up and plopped down on her sleeping place and clutched her pillow.
If she only she ca get rid of her than everything would be better. But how?
She suddenly sit up straight up. "AHA!"
An idea came to her! Now she knew what to do to get rid of her: she was going to make her life impossible being in the Wild Kratts team and make her quit.
"Yes!" Chrystal jumped up. "I will make her quit! And I am determine to make her life impossible living with the Wild Kratts team!"
"I'm sorry for what Chrystal did!" Aviva said as she sat on a chair.
"It's okay," Patricia said. "I'm used to it. I know how kids are."
"Yeah, I know. But Chrystal is such a sweet girl with values. I just don't know why. I wonder if she is disoriented?"
"Disoriented? Chrystal?" Patricia raised en eyebrow.
"Yeah, I don't know, maybe?"
"Disoriented means when someone has lost their sense of direction or their confused; and I don't think Chrystal is. There has to another reason why she hates me so much."
"What is there to hate you? You're practically perfect!"
There was a moment of awkward silence.
"THAT'S IT!" they both said at the same time.
"All we need to do is for you to stop being perfect!" Aviva jumped.
"Wait! What?" Patricia sounded confused. "How can I stop being perfect? I can't just stop being perfect. Well, actually nobody is perfect."
"Yeah, well, you seem like it."
"But did you see how I fell on the roller skates?"
"Oh yeah, so started already stopped being perfect!"
Patricia rolled her eyes.
"All right, I'll stop being 'perfect'." Patricia said.
They laughed.
"Okay," Chrystal said. "Know what to do?"
"Squawk! Yes! Squawk!" Chatterbox squawked.
"Okay, then go get 'em!"
Chrystal open the door a little letting only Chatterbox to go out.
"Pretty Bird! Squawk! Pretty Bird!" he squawked and landed on Patricia's shoulder.
"Oh, hey there, Chatterbox," Patricia said.
Chatterbox was more interested on her shiny dark brown hair.
"Pretty Bird!" he yelled and yanked out a strand of herald the strands hair.
"OW!" Patricia yelled out.
"Pretty Bird!" he flew off with a strand of Patricia's hair.
"You're a bad bird," Aviva said. "Now, drop that strand of hair!"
Chatterbox flew around Aviva's head. Aviva took her hand out and the strands of hair fell on her palm.
"Here," she said, giving Patricia back her hair as if she can put back on.
"Uh, thanks," Patricia said as she grabbed the shiny, curly dark brown hair. "What is wrong with you, Chatterbox?"
"Pretty Bird!" he squawked.
"Now, shoo, Chatterbox!" Aviva waved her arms to scare away the parrot.
"Oh, brother," Chatterbox squawked and flew off to Chrystal's room.
"Good job, Chatterbox!" Chrystal said as she close the door after Chatterbox entered.
"Thank you very much!" he squawked.
"Here's your reward," Chrystal said as she pulled out a cracker. Chatterbox snatched the cracker out of her hands and flew off.
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