Luan teaches miming

>Lori was grounded.
>She hadn't texted in over 2 days.
>Luan was also practicing her mime routine.
>Lori couldn't tell which was worse.
>"Hi, Lori! Did you know that, like, Hyenas can totes have huge weewees even when they're girls?"
>Lori's frown deepened into a scowl.
>"I literally didn't need to hear that, Leni."
>Sensing danger, Leni turned her attention elsewhere immediately.
>"Hi, Luan! What are you doing?"
>Luan merely placed her hands palm-out, then spread them apart as she measured the distance.
>The wall extended just past the tips of her fingers.
>Nice.
>Leni reached to touch Luan's nose, and knocked Luan over.
>The wall was heavy, heavier than Luan anticipated.
>Luan struggled to push the object off of her.
>Leni merely grabbed her hand and oulled her upright.
>"Like, don't nake yourself fall over, Luan. Mom said we can't afford another hospital trip this week.
>Luan slapped her face and dragged her hand downward.
>One finger pointed up.
>Leni stood at rapt attention.
>Luan began to create.
>A long, thick object.
>The thing was wined together with the strength of belief, unbreakable in its construction.
>Charles growled, and pulled back.
>It was HIS.
>Luan struggled to pull the lengthy dog toy from the dog's grip, only to fail.
>Damn teeny-bopper strength failed her again.
>Luan extended her hand, an invitation to try the ways of the mime.
>Leni was excited.
>She grabbed another long, thick object and pulled down hard.
>The invisible bucket splashed its contents all over Leni, planting utself squarely over her head.
>Luan lost it silently.
>Leni was angry at first, but began to lighten up.
>What a great game of charades!
>Lori sighed.
>Only three more days until it was over.