"I don't care."

Minn didn't bother looking at him as she responded after the egg-smashing, busy cleaning her own hand on a kitchen towel to rid her skin of a few leftover pieces of shell and yolk. Minn had been in so much trouble in her life that this guy's threat held absolutely no value to her. She'd been to hell and back â€" or least that's what it felt like sometimes. Besides, who was going to punish her and how? Was it that Tetradore guy? Yeah, maybe. But what was the worst he could do? Kick her out of the Ark, she guessed, and she mused about the possibility for a bit as she idled about the kitchen. It wouldn't be the first time she left and it wouldn't be the end of the world, though it was convenient to have a stable home-base of sorts again. Still, the threat remained empty. If Tet was going to shoo her away from this stupid ship it should have been for stealing his bed, not for putting food to good use on a resident's head.

Apparently Tetradore seemed to be on her side though. Perhaps if Minn hadn't been so annoyed and a little more awake she would have appreciated his attempt to make up for man-child's behavior. Yet as it stood Minn couldn't really appreciate anything at the moment, seeing as her food had been taken from her and she hadn't been finished with it. Not only had her breakfast been interrupted and taken after she bothered to make it herself (which happened so goddamn rarely), but she was now being asked to cook again â€" for someone ELSE! HAH. Honestly, who were these guys? Were they serious? Were they for real? ...Did she really have to put up with this? Sort of. But gods... was it stupid.

She grumbled mentally. She grumbled under her breath. She grumbled at Tobias for tattling on her like a cub and she grumbled at Tet for requesting food. Grumble grumble grumble. It was something bears did best and she was trying so hard not to let the tired, hungry agitation explode into something she might regret. After a moment Minn took in a deep breath as she slouched against the counter, closing her eyes only very briefly to re-focus herself. Of course, it was simply breakfast oriented. She could always order in Chinese. Pizza maybe. That was about as far as she'd gotten before she found herself air born for brief moment before coming into hard, fast contact with the floor below as her stool was kicked right from under her.

"OW!"

Her back seized with a pain she hadn't felt in a long time, her sides and elbows searing sharp throbs of pain. She even hit her head a little, but it was nothing compared to the rest of what she felt.

"What the fuck!"

She stared up at man-child, incredibly indignant and pissed looking. ....This was so STUPID.

Why did she have to deal with this guy so early after waking up? Why did he feel the utter need to bother her, to take her food, and to pester the ever living shit out of her when she didn't even know him? But to pull her stool out from under her because she refused to wait on Tetradore like it was his God-given right to be waited on? The hell? Otto hadn't ever been that way. She felt her fists tighten as she pushed herself up into a sitting position, teeth grinding together as she seethed on the floor below. She felt a prodding in her mind that seemed to be Tobias's doing, but there wasn't much there to manipulate at the moment. Minn was a pretty one-tracked mind person and right now all she was seeing was red. "Tetradore is a big fucking boy," She stressed, emphasizing words, the phrase coming out in a slowly building rage. "And came make something for himself." The unfortunate thing was, under different, less bullshit circumstances, Minn probably would have been willing to share. Usually it was too much effort to put up a fight but this time it seemed she was willing to make an exception. Tet's command to leave her be and fetch her stool was wasted. Minn wouldn't really need it anymore.

She stood and automatically took a step towards Tobias, reaching out to shove him backwards quick and hard with the palms of her hands against his chest. Whether or not she was successful or how far he went didn't seem to be the goal, as she turned around and stormed towards the door immediately afterwards. She'd just really wanted to physically hit him in some way. It hadn't felt as rewarding as she would have liked. "Why does everyone here have to be such a DICK."