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Chiaotzu couldn’t stop laughing. His sides hurt and tears were streaming down his cheeks and his laugh was now an almost silent wheeze but he couldn’t stop!
Tien’s indignant glare wasn’t helping.
“Are you going to help or are you going to faint?”
Tien’s sarcasm led to Chiaotzu clenching his eyes shut and shaking his head.
Please stop, Chiaotzu gasped telepathically.
“Help me then!”
Tien was trapped in a roll of clingwrap that seemed to have a mind of its own. All from trying to help put away leftovers! He would just stay out of the kitchen from now on.