“Sooooo, what I’m hearing is that ima rip this mofo’s balls off...?” Sinbad twirled the dangerously large kitchen knife in his hand to emphasize his word, then continued with the lunch preparations. His teenaged mini-me exhaled as she shook her head though a small smile was making her way onto her lips despite her dejection, “That is not what I said!” The older blonde shrugged, “Well, that’s what I’m hearing. Who the fuck does he think he is standing you up like that? Fuck that asshole. He clearly has no mutha fucking sense. Cancelling on my baby last minute like that, fuck no, he’s lucky I haven’t shoved a knife so far up his ass yet.” Belle couldn’t help but turn her frown upside down while listening to her dad rant on her behalf and by the time Aurora walked into the kitchen, the negative mood she had been in since the morning had nearly dissipated.