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So far, the two girls were nothing but a bore to the almost-four-year-old. Their painting activity was boring, mainly because he couldn't see what was being painted. He too wanted to know why Cece wasn't acting like Noah that day. What happened? What did he miss?
Mackenzie was on his second nugget when Catherine turned to him and told him to be careful with the floor. Why? Will it eat him up if he made a mess on it? And if he did mess it up, so what? Isn't that the reason why they have a house-elf around? To clean the house? To clean up after them? Little Mackenzie's old soul was confused. Catherine was being...silly, and stupid.
And so, to prove that it's okay to mess up the floor, Mackenzie took a bite of his second nugget, dipped it into the sauce and dropped the nugget on the floor on purpose. The little boy looked at it intently, observing if something will happen.
...
Nothing.
He wasted half a nugget to prove a point. And with a bit of regret, he shot Catherine a death glare. It was HER fault. Hmp.
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