Blue Eyed Melloon
"I am not five!!!"
Taking that as another insult, the very petulant boy stomped his feet and looked absolutely furious for a moment, then scowled at her to hide a lip wibble. He was very easily insulted, and unfortunately that often made him cry, though he worked as hard as he could to hide his sensitivity under his bully-ish nature.
Victor took her apology with a red face, hands clenched at his sides and lips tightly drawn together. He took a shaking breath and dared to look at her, then at the dog again.
"Fine," he said stiffly, though he made no effort to try and touch the dog, or move from his very still position. Any movement might set him off, and he did not want to look like a big loser in front of this girl.
