"I'm hungry. Go find me some fruit."
That was easy. Ruby Rowland let out an "oh" and eagerly trotted downstairs to the kitchen. Vince Russell followed her at a leisurely pace.
The kitchen was enormous, and so was the refrigerator, fully stocked with meat, vegetables, and fruit. But the fruit was kept a bit too high. She had to fetch a stool and climb onto it just to reach them. She didn't recognize many of the fruits, but they looked tasty.
Hugging the fruit basket, Ruby craned her little neck and called out to Vince in the living room. "What do you like to eat, Vince?"
"Whatever." Vince's lazy voice drifted from the living room.
Ruby hesitated for a moment before deciding to just grab a little bit of everything. Once she filled the basket, she jumped off the stool. The basket was a bit heavy in her hands, and she accidentally twisted her ankle when she landed.
CLANG...
