"I want revenge on Papa." Olivia declared, her eyes burning with flames of determination but those flames were not what Zoey could handle.
"Right. That, I can't do." She said, smiling awkwardly. "Oh, but does this mean you don't want to take the hamster anymore?"
"No, that's not it." She shook her head and sniffled. "I want to take revenge on Papa and in order to do that, I need to show him that I'm not scared of a hamster running around my body."
Michael stifled a laugh and then turned around.
Ah, such an innocent goal. What sort of revenge was that?
"I'm sorry, sorry." He said, waving his hand. He did not intend to laugh but his daughter was just so cute. "Alright, Olivia. Since you're on a quest to get revenge, let's see what you can do."
Olivia huffed, steam coming out of her nostrils like she was a chu chu train.
She squared her shoulders and marched up to the hamster cage with the conviction of someone about to fight their greatest war yet.
