Stevie entered the kitchen, broom in hand and spotted Jay humming to herself with something in her hand.

"What've you got there, Jay?" Stevie asked, sitting the broom in the corner.

Jay spun around to reveal... A stick?

"My stick!"

"I see." Stevie nodded slowly.

"You can't have my stick." Jay quickly shook her head.

"Wh- I don't want your stick." Stevie pointed.

"Don't touch my stick!" Jay smacked Stevie's head.

Stevie winced and held her head,"Jay, it's just a stick-"

"It's not just any stick, my stick is better than bacon!" Jay hit her again.

"Okay, okay, I'll take your word for it." Stevie told her.

"Hmph, my stick." Jay pouted.

Stevie quickly left the room, bumping into Dimitri on her way out.

"What's gotten you in such a hurry?" He raised a brow.

"She has a stick!" Stevie grabbed onto him.

Dimitri paused,"A stick?"

"She keeps hitting me with i-"

Stevie was hit again from behind, by Jay and fell over.

"Don't talk about my stick that way." Jay pointed at her.

Stevie made a small, squeaky noise before Dimitri pulled her to her feet by her collar.

"Watch." Dimitri made an attempt to grab the stick.

"Dimitri, no-"

"Keep your grubby mits off by stick!" Jay kicked him to the ground.

Dimitri coughed as he landed on the ground with a thud.

"Stevie-"

Stevie ran off, knocking things over as she attempted to escape the wrath of Jay and her stick. Don't touch the stick.