An Agitated Mira

"Give it back, old man!"

"Old? Who do you think you're talking to, shrimp?!"

"You, geezer!" 

"I'll show you a geezer! Come here you little brat!"

"L-Let me go or I'm telling mom!!"

Courtney was sitting at a small table in her bedroom; perfecting the time tested tradition of arts & crafts.

Her brother and father were supposed to be helping, but... it seemed like they had somehow devolved into practicing warfare instead.

On the floor, Abaddon had Straga locked in an arm bar that he couldn't have hoped to get out of even with divine interference. 

"Cheater! You're too damn big for this!" Straga yelled. 

"Stop all that damn cursing in front of your baby sister!"

"Damn!" Courtney giggled as she threw both hands in the air. 

"See what you did??" Abaddon tightened his grip on Straga's arm even further.