“Wars have been started over less” she said heels clicking as she descended the steps in a hurry.

“I understand that but-“ her brother mumbled running to keep up with her.

“Great, now that you understand go get the guards rounded up and have them send out the emergency letters”

“I really don’t know if this is necessary” he continued.

“I can assure you little brother that it is,”

“Why the heck would someone kill of so many innocents over-“ he started for the umteanth time, but was interrupted once more when a red high heel that wizzed by his head at a almost inhuman speed.

“Shhhh” his sister told him putting her finger over her mouth in shush gesture silencing his protests of her shoe throwing.

“Who the heck would start a war over a popsicle!?” He yelled, a moment before the cannons struck.