Blythe threw my arms at me and she prepared to grasp Renee and throw her to the floor. "Blythe!" I groaned in protest.

"MONSTER PUNCH!" I punched Blythe in the stomach, laughing.

{{Oy vey. Ai cont stup talhkink een Roahse's ahkscent. >_<}}

Blythe collapsed to the floor and gasped in pain.

[Blythe]
Oh god... My stomach... I can't breath... Ow... Holy...

[Bunny]
I stared at Blythe in horror then I turned to Renee and stared at her in horror. I can't fight her. She is a monster. "What is wrong with you?" I gasped soft, offended, horrified, afraid... I slowly sat next to Blythe. "Are you okay?" I asked softly. She shook her head and started shaking. I looked around. I hate tears. I don't know what to do with them.

(Colorful rubber bands make good bracelets. XD)

I covered my mouth with my hands and stared at Blythe, horrified."..."

"Chill. The wind is simply knocked out of her, as far as I can tell.She'll catch her breath evetually. Unless you killed her, you idgit." I want to be a doctor!

I put my arm around her as the tears starting streaming down her cheek. I chewed on my lower lip. "IT HURTS!" She wailed. "I know it does, I know... It'll get better." It's been a long time since I've seen Blythe cry and even longer since I've seen her cry anywhere closer to this. "What-" Her crying interrupted her. "if it-" A sniffle. "kills- me?" "It won't..." Probably. She kept crying.

I kept my hands over my mouth and backed away from Blythe. I'm a murderer.

Oh, gods. I have so many oppurtunities for cruel jokes here. It took all my will not to say them. "Relax," I said, softening my oice. "You won't die. She's six. It hurts and you can't breath, because the air has been knocked out of your lungs."
{{My children chars are more mature than I am. I'd totally make the evil kjoes.

{{Irrelevant: my favorite Dadric Princew are Hermaeus Mora, Sheogorath, Azura, Sanguine, Mephala, and Malacath. I had a dream once where I went to Apocrypha and spent the rest of my life there, which was a long time because I was an elf.}}

"She's- a- monster." Blythe gasped between crying. I patted Blythe's shoulder.

"She did go around proclaiming it. Renee, how does the monster feel upon realizing the implications of monsterdom?"

My back hit a wall; I slid down it and sat on the floor, hunched over my knees. "..."

"EVERYBODY CHILL. Renee, don't act like a monster unless you have the will of one. Don't randomly punch people. Blythe, you won't die. Bunny, keep... being Bunny." I stood up, shut myvsuitcase and jumped off the bed.