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lemon 
Alice had plopped her rump right down in the middle of the pathway. 'Cause she was cool like that
The tiny girl was conducting an experiment to see if she was so short that people didn't notice her, even if she was right under their noses. After all, she had been sat on numerous times, and she was small enough to be hurled into a duck pond.
By the evil git who must not be named. SO. There she sat, praying that no one would step on her. 'Cause that would NAWT be cool. Not even a little.
Flail. The Queen of the World was not a chair or a doormat or a duck toy, thanks. She was a tiny QUEEN.
Hem, hem.
Luckily for her, though, no one had sat on her this time. Or stepped on her. or tossed her into a body of water. This time, it was a
rock. That landed square in the middle of her back. She decided to ignore it until another pebble came flying out of nowhere and hit her in the back of her neck.
"HEYY. That hurts," the lioness said, the scowl clear in her voice, hoping that whoever was tossing the rocks would take a hint. But then another one hit her in the head, and she stood up and turned around, to see a tall boy kicking rocks down the pathway.
"DUUUUUDE. Those rocks are hitting me, in case you haven't noticed." Twas not in that guy's best interests to anger 'ze Queen.
"Cut it ouuuuuut." Flail. Milton was too far off into his own little world to notice that his careless rock-kicking had been accidentally hitting some girl in the back. Oh. Is that what that annoying wailing noise was coming from?
When the girl stood up, Milton stopped and tucked his hands into his pockets with a very unamused look on his face. What in the world was she doing sitting on the ground?!
"Well, I'm not very sorry." Stare.
"It's not my fault you were silly enough to sit on the ground." Now she was probably all dirty. Ew.
"And stop with the whining, you're making my ears bleed." And with THAT, he kept on walking. He didn't have the time or patience to deal with immature children. Hmph.