❦ Megan ❦ “The more you struggle, the more you won't be able to breathe, now speak.” She growls, she was a born fighter, naturally competitive also.
Jack: -In between breaths- I heard somebody say they were gonna put milk in your vent! So I came by to stop them!
❦ Megan ❦ Megan laughs, and she points out the bucket he still had in hid hand, “Such a bad liar.” She replies with a grin.
❦ Megan ❦ “Well, you're cleaning it up, because we all know you are the Prankster around here, I mean I pull pranks. But not on myself, so, when I ket you up you will clean up your mess deal? If you don't I will put you in hospital for a week or two.”
❦ Megan ❦ “Or I could put you underground? Walk over your grave?” She says checking her nails and pushing a little harder against his chest.
❦ Megan ❦ “Well Jack, you listen and listen good, I for one, am not a cow. Now, back to the point, although I'm a girl, I can still beat you down. My advice? Do as I ask and you don't get hurt. NOW CLEAN!” She pushes her foot further into the groove of his neck then points him in direction of the milk.