A few days ago, I (Marcus) was eating a simple dinner together with Callie and I told her that green beans were on the menu. She politely refused, reminding me that she had eaten her fill of antioxidants earlier in the day as she had eaten squash for lunch. I gently chided her, and reminded her that I was her father and she needed to obey. Angered slightly and feeling a little "saucy", Callie decided take this opportunity to confront me over her curfew (8:00 on weekdays, 8:30 on weekends), but I stood my ground on this issue as well. The conversation quickly escalated and soon Callie had challenged me to a "Agni Kai," or a battle to the death that originated in ancient China, and was traditionally invoked by a family member when he or she had been "dishonored" by another family member. Admittedly, I was a bit surprised, but, bound by tradition, was obligated to fight for my life, . . . or die trying.
Here is Callie during the battle, filled with rage, moments before lasers shot from her eyes.
A close up of Callie during the fight.
Soon after we began the fight, and after Callie had permanently crippled a local groundskeeper with an errant laser beam, we realized the foolishness of it all and laughed and laughed. Callie and I were thinking about escorting the injured groundskeeper to the local hospital, but it was getting pretty late.