Angelica's Potty Mouth

Kimber An sits to her computer in the Protagonists' Cafe deep inside her twisted imagination. "Angelica, now that your story is turning out to be Young Adult, we need to talk about you being a better role model."

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Angelica is standing nearby. "A what?"

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Kimber drapes an arm over the back of her chair and turns to look. "What in heck are you doing?"

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"Nnnothing." Angelica folds her arms.

"No one can smell if you forgot to wear anti-perspirant. This is the Internet, not smell-o-vision."

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"Are you sure?"

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"Speaking of stinky, we need to clean up your potty mouth."

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"I do not have a potty mouth!"

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Kimber turns back to her keyboard. "You say the 'S' word five times in the opening pages alone."

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"I'm bringing in a plane dead-stick!" Angelica throws out her hands. "What do you expect me to say?" She mocks her sickest Scarlet O'Hare voice. "'Oh, fiddlesticks, I'm going to splatter my brains all over the runway."

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Kimber collapses head on desk and sighs. "I knew I should have gotten into chicken farming instead."