"Sis, aren't you supposed to go practice shooting? Why are you heading upstairs?" You grabbed Yi Luowa's arm.
"I'm going to get my guns."
You blinked and chuckled, "Both of your guns are with me. I've already recalibrated them."
Yi Luowa glared at her, "Youyou!"
"Could you call me 'Luo You' from now on, please?"
Yi Luowa raised her hand and gave her a light smack, "When did you take my guns? If you dare take my stuff again, I'll chop off your paws!"
You pouted and rubbed her arm, "Sis, those two guns were just sitting there on the coffee table last night, all shiny. I thought it looked fun, so I picked them up and tested them out. The golden gun isn't interesting—no power. The silver gun is great. Can you talk to my Fifth Brother about making me one? Money's not a problem."
"No way!" Yi Luowa grabbed You and dragged her into the basement. "From now on, anything you see that looks fun but isn't yours, you can't touch it! It's not a good habit."
