Talk:Hellhound/@comment-116.202.192.6-20160422043516/@comment-28144855-20160422234137

I look at my downed stepsister, as I made up my mind. I was glad to give my homework to them because I tought they were cute. It was no problem writing 2 homeworks. But now I don't care anymore, you can be the pope but if you raise your hand on my family, you're trough.

I help my sister up while taking a handfull of dirt from a pot nearby and call the bullying duo to my locker for the homework. When we arrive, I open my locker, quickly turn and throw dirt in their eyes and grab my bat. Few hits later, I have both bullies on the floor.

"That's for hurting my sister, from now on you'll have to write your own homework. Shame, I thought you both were quite beautiful, it was my pleasure to help you with homework." I spat.

I then walked away with my stepsister in tow. I turned to face them, still on the floor and said "If you ever touch my sister again, I'll do much more than hurt you. Good bye!" with that, my sister and I went to the caffeteria to have lunch.