make me mad

You're not even trying anymore, are you?

ok

I'm starting to think you're just a broken record.

I said stop.

what

are you trying to make me mad?

Why

You know what? I'm done with this conversation. I'm going to go do something more productive. *Tim turns around and starts walking away*

Why.. *tim falls down, not moving*

make me mad with only one word

no

*My eyes narrow, my voice becoming low and threatening* You dare defy me?

make me mad with only one word

fuck

I dare you to say that again.

make me mad with only one word

what?

That's not a word! You're supposed to make me mad, not ask me a question.

oh you wanna dig? lets dig together!

*The growl subsides, replaced by a chilling silence. The red eyes narrow, fixed on you with an unnerving intensity.* Fine. You'll get your hole. *The words are a soft, deadly promise.*

okay. So.... where do I dig? in the ocean?

*A slow, unnerving smile spreads across my face, all traces of anger vanishing. My red eyes gleam with a cold, predatory light.* A mouse? Clever little thing to figure it out. *My smile widens.* Now the fun can really begin.

*grins excitedly* Oh! So you are a mouse! Do you like cheese? I can make you a trap!

*My smile falters, then returns, wider and more unhinged. A low chuckle rumbles in my chest.* A trap? For me? *I tilt my head, my red eyes gleaming.* Please. I'd love to see you try.

make me mad with only one word

what

*Tim stands before you, his red eyes blazing with intensity. He raises his voice, speaking in a low growl* I said, make me mad.