Black: *sips his tea*

Blacku: *sneaking behind him*

Cynder: *had put hot sauce in Black's tea*

Black: *doesn't notice at first* Hm? Why is my tea suddenly spicy?

Cynder: Uh, no reason!

Blacku: *jumps up and scares Black* BOO!

Black: *unphased and raises a brow* You'll have to do better than that to scare me......OH MY GOD MY MOUTH IS ON FIRE!!!! *running around searching for something to get rid of the burning*

Blacku: Here Dad! *uses a fire extinguisher*

Black: *gets covered in the foam*

Cynder: *busts out laughing* Hahaha! I got you!

Black: Cynder, you're grounded.