Kat was angry. Very angry.

"I can't believe you, Gabrielle! Why would you make me do that?" she screamed at her cousin. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes blazing.

"Well, first of all, you really need practice flirting," Gabrielle replied, plopping down on a couch in Uncle Eddie's living room. "Second, I had to show Hale that if he didn't make his move quick, you'd be gone. Jealously is the best way to accomplish that." She smiled as if recalling a fond memory. "And boy, did he get jealous."

Kat took a deep breath to calm herself before she murdered her cousin right then and there. "You will be punished, Gabrielle. Watch your back," she warned, before turning on her heel and walking out of the room.

Gabrielle's smile dimmed a little. She'd expected Kat to get mad, but not this mad.

"I'm doomed," she said to herself.


Kat was sitting in Uncle Eddie's living room, not paying any attention to her surroundings. She'd been sitting there for the better part of an hour, plotting who-knows-what. Hale, Angus, Hamish, Simon, and her dad had all tried getting her attention, but the only result was an ice-cold glare from her that made even Uncle Eddie back off. Gabrielle had been in her bedroom all day, only coming out once. When she had come out, she'd made sure to stay as far away from Kat as possible and still keep an eye on her. Kat had simply turned away from her cousin, going out of her way to ignore her.

Nobody knew what their feud was about or what had started it. All they knew was that both girls were acting strange (not to mention slightly terrifying) and that they hadn't spoken to each other all day.

"Kat?" Hamish said, reaching out tentatively to touch her shoulder. She turned to him, glare in full force, and he immediately jumped back as if he'd been bitten. He pushed Angus slightly in front of him, eyes wide.

No one else tried to talk to her, though they all continued to to stare, standing in a semicircle around her.

Finally, after almost an hour and a half of plotting and glaring, Kat's face lit up and she leaped from the couch, causing all of them to jump simultaneously. She grabbed Hale's wrist and dragged him towards the hallway. Hale followed, not that he had much of a choice. Even without Kat pulling him along, he probably would've followed anyway.

When they reached what Kat deemed an acceptable distance from both the living room and the room she shared with Gabrielle, she let go of Hale's wrist and turned to him.

"Okay, Hale, here's the plan. I'm going to hide where Gabrielle won't see me if she comes out of the room. You're going to tell her that I left and that it's safe to come out, then you have to keep her out for at least twenty minutes. It might take some convincing, but I have faith in you."

Hale looked at her wearily. "What are planning, Kitty Kat?"

She smiled deviously. "Revenge."


"KAT! You are in so much trouble, you little fu-"

"Language, Gabs."

Gabrielle turned on Hale, murder in her eyes.

"Don't language me, Hale! It's your fault I'm even in this mess, a-"


She glanced over at Uncle Eddie and decided to fume silently while she waited for Kat to show herself. When she did show up, though- Let's just say Kat's future did not look very bright.