99.9% Chatty approved. ^_^
[Begin Vague and Misleading Flashback]
A typical-looking household. Well, not quite typical. This is, after all, Chatty's family we're talking about here.
Chatty (miffed): Hey! No fair!
Mack (floating about three feet off the ground): Nyah nya ni na nya! You can't get me!
Chatty (even more miffed): Oh, yeah? (points) Fireball!
Mack (zips out of the way): Ha! That the best you can do? (gestures) This is what you'd call a fireball!
Case in point: what started a "simple" game of tag is now a rather frightening match of pyrotechnics. And yes, this is taking place indoors.
Koe (walking in): Chatty! Mack!
Mack: Onii-sama! XD
Insert one flying tackle-glomp-huggle here. Koe goes very cutely red.
Chatty: Aww, 'nii-chan is blushing! ^_^
Koe (even redder): Am not! (serious now) Now, then, you two...what did Dad say about playing?
Chatty (annoyed): Yeah, yeah, "keep it nice, or take it outside". (pouts) But Mack never plays fair!
Mack (making a face): Oh, sure, like it's my fault that you suck.
It's Chatty's turn to go red, and she looks ready to turn the entire neighborhood into a giant crater...at least, until Koe starts giving Mack the Noogie of Death (tm :)
Koe (about to pop a vein): What part of "keep it nice" don't you understand, hm?
Mack: Okay! Okay! Ow! Uncle! Mercy!
Koe (glares at Chatty): The same goes for you, Chatty!
Koe lets Mack go, and she whirls away, pouting.
Mack: 'nii-chan is such a fuddy duddy!
She makes a raspberry, then disappears, but Koe's eyes are still on the space where she had occupied.
Darn it, I had this hugely epic flashback planned, and then stuff happened and I've totally lost my train of thought.