just another brick in the wall

His sulk was really building up a good head of steam when it was very rudely interrupted by a youthful male voice singing a sarcastic little ditty - figuratively speaking of course, except the sarcastic part. Demyan, who wasn't particularly a fan of kids anyway, opened his eyes again with a fierce scowl, fully intending to unleash the full force of his cutting wit on the tiny fiend... only his eyes narrowed again immediately as he focused on the other wolf. What in the name of fucking fuck was that little bastard? His scowl was reduced to a faintly suspicious, narrow-eyed glare, but his interest was definitely, well, interested. "Maybe," he sniffed. "What about you, Cupcake, someone push you into a blueberry patch and hurt your precious little feelings?"