Marigold

“hey, be careful” I warned sternly with a deep frown while pointing my index finger at Wilbur. He relaxed on the couch and burst into hysteric laughter

“heyyy” I wined and pouted. Why was he laughing at me?

“stop it!” I yelled at him and even hit his chest to make him stop but he sat on the floor and continued to laugh.

“I wonder how you clean your ceiling fan, you always have to climb a twice as tall stool” he said and I sniffed. He was teasing me because of my height.

“stop it Will” I said and he stopped laughing

“I'm not that short” I said...