You know my name

Jules glared at RJ. "Take that back."

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"Or what?" RJ asked.

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"Or you'll be sorry."

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RJ laughed again. "Nuh uh."

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Jules reached out to shove RJ. "Uh huh."

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"Hey!" RJ shoved him back. "Yeah huh!"

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"You so are!" Jules yelled, going to tackle RJ.

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RJ was totally prepared for that, so there was equal tackling going on from his side. He may, in fact, have been trying to push Jules down as well.

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Da always said that gentlemen didn't try to bite when they fought, but Jules didn't think RJ counted as a gentleman at all.

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And Mom always said that slapping and scratching was a girl's way of fighting, which seemed so fitting for Jules.

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Mum frowned on hair-pulling, but Jules was sure she'd make an exception for the little git.

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Shin-kicking was not sportsman-like, but Jules did not deserve better, RJ felt.

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As he tried to get RJ in a headlock, Jules seriously considered hitting below the belt.

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Aravis finally snapped into action. "Boys, stop it!"

She grabbed for RJ, trying to pull them apart.

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"Let me," Bond murmured, bending to separate and pick them up bodily.

"Stop it, now!"

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"Thank you," Aravis said, sincerely.

RJ, amazingly, did in fact stop it.

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Jules quieted, still glaring at RJ. "Da! He started it."

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"Did not!" RJ argued, glaring.

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Bond gave them both a very gentle shake. "I don't care who started it," he said flatly. "Neither of you had to continue it."

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"RJ, we are going home right now and you're not getting dessert after supper," Aravis told him. "Wait until your father hears."

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"But Mom!"

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"Don't 'But Mom' me. You've behaved reprehensibly and you're going to think about what you did."

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"Yes, Mom."

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"If Mr. Bond sets you down, will you come along with me without fighting, or do I need to carry you?"

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