Fit of Rage

Stella moved her car very close to the garage to ease the moving process. The garage door was moving at an alarming rate, but she opted not to mention this malfunction to the Progenator . She climbed out of her suv and began looking at the boxes in te back. Stayfro opened the passenger side door and exclaimed loudly "I've been looking for this for weeks! Progenator, can I have it?" Stella looked up to see Stayfro holding two of her crystal wine glasses. Before Stella could pose an objection, Progenator agreed that Stayfro could have the glasses in question.

Blood began dripping from Stella's eyes. The world tinged red. She grabbed the nearest glass object in reach and smashed it into the gravel. "Those are my glasses. Permission has not been granted." As the stemware shattered on the rocks, it began to reform into a lilac crystal map of Japan.

Progenator began cooing "I wonder what this means. You ought to calm down."

"Stuff it, Tammy Faye" Stella retorted. She broke the bowl off a very large goblet and shoved it through her abdomen. She knew that the rocks below her would forever be stained by her tantrum.