"Dodge!" I yelled.
Xander tried to jump over the knife I threw. Keyword: tried.
"Come on Xan. Leon told me earlier that he'll cut off my daily allowance if you haven't mastered dodging yet." I told him, getting a bit irritated.
"Sorry." He said and smiled sweetly, "I'll try better."
"Let's ride!" I said and threw a knife at him again.
His eyes widened and dodged it like a pro, stepping to the side.
"Now that's more like it, rookie!" I said excitedly.
All the time I was cursing silently at all the failures he has made.
"I ONLY SPENT TWO HOURS LEARNING ALL THE TYPES OF DODGES! CAN YOU PLEASE WORK WITH ME HERE?!" I yelled so loud that I think Kylie can hear it from our room.
Xander sighed and fell to the ground, "I'm not into fights."
"Well, it's partially your fault you're here with me, y'know." I informed him.
"How is it partially my fault?" Xander asked me, tilting his head to the side.
I stuck my tongue out like a cat, "If you didn't see me killing Freddy, you wouldn't be here."
"I just followed a cat. What is happening?" He asked himself.
"Mind if I enter?" A voice from behind said.
I turned around and saw Oliver coming our way, holding a box of donuts and coffee.
"Yeah, sure." I said and sat on one of the benches in the training room.
Xander stood up and sat next to me.
"Donut?" Oliver offered.
I looked at Xander who was practically drooling over the donuts.
I glared at Oliver, "I'm not freakin' Ana right now. Give it to Xander."
Oliver frowned and gave the donut to Xander. Oliver gave me a Frappe which I gladly accepted.
"My babe seems tired, are you okay?" Oliver said, ruffling my hair.
"Just stop, Oliver." I told him and stood up.
I'm already annoyed with training right now. I don't need sweet talk from Oliver.
"Where are you going?" Xander's voice asked from behind.
"Where are you going?" He asked from behind.
I turned around, "Shh. I'm going to a secret place."
"No, you're not. You're gonna tattle on mom and dad for me annoying you." He told me.
"I'm going to sleep. Tomorrow, practice again." I told him and exited the training room.
God knows how tired I am.
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Sheesh, what was that about?
"Why is she so out of mood?" This guy, Oliver, asked me.
"I guess she's mad at me since I can't master dodging." I replied, frowning a bit.
Oliver laughed, "You're lucky to be alive. The last rookie she handled dropped out."
"How many did she train, exactly?" I asked him.
"Excluding you? More than twenty." He replied.
I nearly choked on the donuts, "Tha-that much?!"
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Sweet as Sugar, Crazy as Hell
Humor"Are you crazy?!" He asked me for the zillionth time. "Yes!" I replied, hopping over another trap. "How did I end up having you as a partner?" He muttered under his breath. I giggled, "You better hurry up, rookie, 'cause I can sense hounds coming ou...