Ambai glanced at it wide eyed.
"How can I even ride it?" she mumbled, holding the small bugger.
"Figure it out yourself." Huyt shrugged.
"A chipmunk!" His guffaws echoed, causing the entire class to glance back at them.
"Tsk Tsk," The devil snickered.
"Shut up," she snarled. She stomped on his feet. "Don't. Laugh. At. Me." Each word was followed by a stomp.
He held his foot and glared at her. "Do I need to remind you of my identity," he growled.
"Do I need to remind you of my identity? I am the PRINCE." She stomped away from him.
Footsteps followed after her. "Hmm, I thought you liked him," Sylus mumbled.
Turning back, she screamed, "I DO NOT LIKE HIM."
"Whoa, okay," he said with his hands in the air.
She picked the little chipmunk by its nape and held it in front of her face. "Bugger, what can you do?" It squeaked and hugged her thumb. "Fine, you are cute." It perked its ear up. "But useless." It slumped.
