She stands, looking around before sprinting to the kitchen and jumping. She grabs an apple from a glass bowl, the bowl tips over as she falls, the apple in hand. She dodges out of the way at the last second, the glass bowl falls to the floor, the fruits rolling on the ground as the bowl breaks, shards of glass flying everywhere. She winces as a few get her arms and legs.

He dashes over, quickly taking out the shards.

She hisses in pain, sitting up and carefully standing. "I'm fine, I'm fine. Can you get me the broom out of the closet under the stairs, there should be a dustpan too.

He nods and hurries to go get them.

She glares at the glass, kicking a small piece in anger. She looks back up at him when he comes in, "I'm not a very good ninja." She says, holding up the apple she had gone to retrieve.

He smiles. "Do you need to be?" He starts cleaning up the mess.

She hops up on the counter, nodding with a pout on her gentle face. "Of course! How else am I supposed to get into my dream academy?" She huffs, nudging the apple with a glare.

He soon has cleaned the floor. He puts the rubble in a trash can and cleans off the other apples.

Suddenly she hops onto his back from the counter, kissing his cheek and nudging him. "Giddy up!" She laughs.

He's momentarily surprised. Then he laughs and makes a whinnying noise.