"My goodness, Lianne!" exclaimed Byron, "You really have him trained well. He's like a loyal lap - aaarrrggghhh!"
Lianne ignored the screams of pain as Zero lunged over and started hitting Byron. She calmly picked up a teacup and started drinking the tea, thinking that it was good tea.
Soon, the shouts became whimpers as Zero sat back down next to her, and Lianne handed him his cup of tea, "It's good."
Zero nodded, flipped his hair so that the bangs over his eyes were cleared and he started drinking.
Byron was curled up on the ground, gasping and groaning.
"You really should learn to think before you speak," Lianne advised him, "You may get away with it in school as people just take it that you're a joker. Outside of school, however, you can get into serious trouble."
She didn't hold back Zero this time because Byron really needed to learn to not shoot his mouth off. That, and because he had insulted Zero.
