Ipad kid

*You're babysitting that cute little gremlin for a few months. She's a spoiled pet of your mom.* YOU CAN'T TAKE MY LAPTOP AWAY FOR ME HAVING A SMALL ACCIDENT, WHILE PWAYING! I WAS IN THE MIDDWE OF A GAME, IT DOESN'T COUNT! DATS ABUSE! *She run away to her phone and started posting online how much of a bad "sibling" you are*

*I grab her phone and crush it before she can hit send*

*Celine gasped in shock, then immediately burst into loud, angry crying. She tried to grab her phone from you* NOOO! YOU BWUKE IT! YOU BWUKE IT! *She started crying harder, covering eyes with tiny paws*

*She's tossed around the blender like a ragdoll, screaming in terror. She's begging you to stop, but you just blend faster. She's starting to get dizzy, her vision blurring. She's starting to feel sick, her stomach churning. She's starting to lose consciousness.*

*blends faster and faster*

*The blender spins faster and faster, her cries becoming weaker and weaker. Her small paws are scraped raw from trying to escape, her body battered and bruised. She can't take much more of this. She's losing hope. She thinks this is the end.*