Petty Squabbles Novels & Stories

When she got close, he could not help but flick her forehead and said, “Are you hoping for us to quarrel again?” “Quarrels are inevitable when living together. Which married couple doesn’t quarrel?” She then thought, ‘Especially when it’s someone as petty as you… You’ll delete my WhatsApp whenever we get into a fight and give me the cold shoulder.’ Serenity could not guarantee that the two of them would no longer have conflicts in the days to come. Zachary opened his mouth, but there was no way to refute it. He turned around and walked into the bathroom grumpily.

Nicko and Gideon who heard that quarrel also dashed out bringing chairs and two cups of popcorn. “Such a long time I haven’t seen the most interesting cat fight like this,” said Nicko, his mouth was full of popcorn. Seeing the enjoyment of his best friends, Jaxon grabbed popcorns from Nicko’s hand. “Make a bet who is going to win?” asked Cornor, enthusiastically recording the women quarrel. He even tried different angles to get more fascinating result. “That tiny one is more aggressive than the other,” said Danny, giving a comment. “Five hundred bucks for petite,” Nicko handed out wad of hundred dollars from his wallet and then the rest also did the same. Even Fritz who was guarding the fenc

Emma said, her voice dangerously quiet. Isabel, her face twisted with rage, yanked her arm free from Emma’s grip and lunged forward. “How dare you speak to me like that?!” she spat, shoving Emma with all her strength. Emma, refusing to back down, shoved her right back. “I’ve had enough of your nonsense, Isabel! And I won’t take it anymore!” The tension in the room escalated like wildfire. The shouting grew louder, filled with insults and accusations. Servants stood frozen nearby, too afraid to intervene.

Noises were soon being heard in the villa a few minutes later. The commotion sounded as if something had been knocked over. Pierre was heard to be scolding someone, "Paisley, don't fu*king get onto my nerves. I will give you h*ll should you challenge my patience!" Paisley snapped back in a shrill tone, "Pierre, you ought to not do whatever you please. You stand no chance of being cocky as long as both me and Hardy are still in the game!" The servant was in a difficult position and could only try to ease the tension, "Paisley and Pierre. Please stop arguing and calm down!"

Fred retorted. Yep, they both scowled. Scowled crazily. No, no, I wouldn't permit that. I wouldn't let them fight. Not at all. Jerome was crazy, Fred was equally crazy. There was no doubt they would pick up a fight, which wasn't good at all. Especially not in a public place.

They know I have come here for a reason, one important enough that I am not even fighting back, yet they’re being rude and obnoxious. Behind clenched teeth, I smile and say, “forgive me for my rudeness. There is a reason behind why I have come here, and it is far more important than petty squabbles between our people. I must find someone who will hear me out, and I do not wish to play any further games.” The two tilt their heads as they watch and listen. Then one of the phoenixes scoffs and mutters, “petty squabbles? Is that what you uncultured lizards call it? Well, what can one expect from an oversized gecko?”

"She's got your shirt, huh? Exactly what does that mean, then? What's that saying about the second base?" "Probably closer to two and a half," Travis mumbled, drawing a stern glance in his direction. "I wasn't addressing you," he said. And I don't think I ever asked your OK too -" Then Salvetti stopped paying attention. Because animosity between the two was always present. Childish and common, their arguments mainly centered on whether they had enough security or who got the last peanut butter cookie. You have to keep your mind straight to cope with them. Salvetti continued to sign the necessary documents and barely noticed Andrew's approach until Andrew set down a large black file on the de

Scarlett says, trying hard to contain and shield the anger in her voice from gaining dominance. "You and I both know that my cousins are going to start filing out of their rooms soon because it is almost breakfast time. I know that I can be a bitch. I still am a bitch, and I will continue to be a bitch to you and everybody else, but this is important - more important than you and I, and all of our petty fights and issues. So open the damn door and let me come in, so we'll sit, talk and pretend to be mature only for this morning at least."

Josh definitely laughed at that sarcastic statement Pete made. Mom just smiled. Everyone's used to these two. Iyvonne and Pete are one kind of rivals you can't separate when they are fighting. So we allow it to subsidize before intervening. Iyvonne looked provoked by Pete's dragonistic words.

But then, sometimes they do get in a real fight. Strangely enough, their most bitter fights seem to revolve around small things between the two of them, stuff that anyone else would consider irrelevant. Honestly, their conflicts puzzle me. I don't recall my siblings and I ever getting as mad at each other as Deb and Dana do. Then again, we are not as close as Deb and Dana are. Maybe it's a twin thing: they love hard, they fight hard. As for me, I've learned that when Deb and Dana fight, the wisest move is to just wait it out.