"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Skye screamed after ice-cold water had splashed over the top of her head.
Jumping to her feet on the bed, Skye ranted and cursed at her faithful servant. If there was one thing Skye absolutely hated, it was being woken up harshly. The one time her father had done it, she'd hit him. The handful of times Peggy had done it to her, she'd instantly snapped; just like how she was now. As she finished screaming like a banshee in her birthday suit, Peggy did everything she could to keep her poker face straight.
Both Peggy's expression and voice were completely nonchalant as she spoke; "Well, ye wouldn't get out of bed.. Ye left me no choice, me bairn. Now hurry up; yer husband has requested yer presence at the Research and Development Department. I told him ye would join him after yer Shaman rounds at the Cat's Paw for lunch."
~Just wanted to pop on and say Thank You for all the support so far everyone! I truly appreciate it!~