Chapter ２５

And when I was taking them back, an idea popped into my head so I smirked at the thought. 

"Oh, dear, I'm sorry, I have to bring them back today, they won't hurt anyone, you don't have to be afraid. Sit down, no more screaming, Zorro! Sit down!" Actually, I brought the dog home on purpose. At this time, I was making some ketchup in the kitchen. When I heard Diana's voice, I came out in no hurry. I didn't put down the ketchup spoon in my hand. When I walked to Diana, Zorro still barked at Diana. I pretended to be angry and told Zorro to shut up. I also "accidentally" threw the ketchup in my hand on Diana's newly bought clothes. On her face, she instantly turned into a big cat.

"Oh, I just don't want to bark at you anymore. Is this dress expensive?" I smiled at her faint anger.

"Oh, yes, it was, so are you going to clean it for me?" Diana stared at me, wiped the ketchup from her face, got up, shook the sticky ketchup from her hands, and left.