Rhys was impressed with herself only because Donnie was impressed with her. In truth, she was disappointed with his response. Some of her half-brained comments and actions were able to invoke much more than slight annoyance in her elders, but it seemed Pendleton was the exception. For the moment anyway. Once he got a wake-up call to remind him of what she was capable of, Rhys was certain he wouldn't feel the same way. Oh, just picturing the man all red-faced and huffing everywhere was wonderful.
With any luck, she'd get her wish granted soon. He had the huffing part down, anyway. "Mister Pendleton, will you have to be mopping your floors later?" she asked with a honey-sweet smile gracing her features. Her hands were folded in front of her to resemble, of course, the perfect little angel she was. "No," she answered for him. It was a cute threat, if she did say so herself, but she meant every word of it.
With any luck, she'd get her wish granted soon. He had the huffing part down, anyway. "Mister Pendleton, will you have to be mopping your floors later?" she asked with a honey-sweet smile gracing her features. Her hands were folded in front of her to resemble, of course, the perfect little angel she was. "No," she answered for him. It was a cute threat, if she did say so herself, but she meant every word of it.