Me: SEAMUS NOLAN KIRKLAND!!!!! YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!!!

Ireland: *laughs and holds ice cream up to his mouth*

Me: DON'T YOU DARE LICK MY ICE CREAM!!!

Ireland: But it's Irish Mint... *smirks*

Me: AW NAW

Ireland: *licks ice cream*

Me: OH YOU'RE IN IT NOW, BOY!!! *runs faster and tackles him to the ground*

Ireland: Come on, Cookie. Get off me.

Me: Don't call me that.

Ireland: Fine. Just get off me before Allistor walks out here. You know how jealous he gets.

Me: *looks behind me just as Scotland walks out of the house*

Scotland: Summer? What are ye doin'?

Me: *gets up in a panic, already worrying, accidentally elbowing Ireland in the ribs* Allistor, this isn't what it looks like.

Scotland: I see ma girl messin' about with ma brother. How is this not what it looks like?

Me: A-Allistor, please. You have to believe me. Seamus stole my ice cream so I was chasing him and then he licked it so I tackled him.

Ireland: *finally gets up, rubbing his ribs* It's true, Allistor. Look, her ice cream is all over the grass.

Scotland: *looks at grass and sees crushed cone*

Me: So you do believe us?

Scotland: Yea, I believe ye. Come on, let's go get you some more ice cream.

Me: Okay!

Ireland: What about me?!

Me: YOU GET NOTHING!!!