You went to your Auntie, making your mommy-puppet shamble menacingly into the dining room.
"Hi, Auntie Rebecca..." You made your mommy-puppet whisper.
She was rather dismissive of you.
"Oh, good evening, Sollos. You know, you should really be nicer to your mother. She's not a toy, you know." She said.
The dumb wench wouldn't even look you in the eye! She continued setting the table as if she weren't in the presence of a majestically powerful being such as yourself! This would not do at all!
With a little bit of concentration, you used your telekinesis to meld all of her silverware into a tangled metallic chunk of scrap.
"Sollos! What is the meaning of this?" Auntie Rebecca said with anger, looking not into your mommy-puppet's eyes, but into her large round belly where you lived.
She was clearly annoyed that your would mess up her things like that. You only giggled, she was funny when she was angry.
"Sollos, I want you to untangle my silverware, right now!" Auntie Rebecca demanded.
"No!" You spat.
She gazed harder at your mommy's tummy, almost as if she thought she could see through it into your fetal soul. You felt nothing.
"Sollos, you can't go around making messes for fun. This is my house, so you have to follow my rules." Rebecca said, sternly.
"Punish me? Surely you're joking! Ha ha! I'm safe inside my Mommy's tummy and I'm WAY stronger than you too!" You said.
You telekinetically bonked Auntie Rebecca on the head with a spatula. She was pissed off now.
"That does it!" Auntie Rebecca shouted. She tried to send a psychic shockwave at you, something that was supposed to make your mind go numb and leave you with a headache too severe to let you concentrate. It would've been an incapacitating blow... had you been a little weakling like her. Instead, it only tickled the inside of your soft little fetus skull.
"THAT was supposed to be my punishment? You are so pathetic!" You crowed.
Using your telekinesis, you pinned Rebecca down on the ground, as if bound by invisible shackles.
"Sollos! You're being a very bad little boy right now! If you don't release me, I'll..." She started.
"Or what? What are you going to do about it, weakling? How about this, for having the arrogance to think you can punish me, I'm going to punish YOU!" You said.
Rebecca's face was now a mixture of rage and dread. She had no idea of what to expect from you.
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