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Leo Vs Sophia... Battle for the juice box by Sajoori A.
It began at 11:28 a.m. on a Tuesday. The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and Sophia was sipping the last Tropical Tornado juice box like it was victory itself- raised, eyes locked on Leo as he entered the kitchen in mismatched socks and a strange reaction.Leo froze. "That's my juice box!"Sophia didn't flinch. "Was it labeled?"Leo gasped. "It was hidden! Behind the broccoli!""Then it clearly wanted to be found," Sophia said, tossing the empty box into the recycling bin with the flair of someone dropping the mic at a rap battle.Leo blinked twice, dramatically. "I'm taking you to court."By 12:03 a.m., the living room had transformed. Cushions became jury benches. Mum's yoga mat was rolled out as the courtroom floor. The family goldfish, Sir Bubbles, was appointed judge for his cold, impartial stare. A goat plushie named Gregory served as stenographer, chewing on receipts and occasionally sighing like he'd seen too much.Leo, now robed in a towel and wearing Mum's slippers stammered then declared"Court is in session. The People vs. Sophia the Juice Thief."Sophia entered with sunglasses and swagger, chewing gum like she was in a teen drama. Her legal team: a Barbie with a law degree and a stuffed owl named Objection, who kept falling over mid-testimony.Leo's opening statement was fiery. "I bought that juice box with MY allowance. Sophia stole it. This is a crime against hydration.Against hope. Against everything good in this world." Sophia stood. "Your Honour, I present Exhibit A." She held up a sticky note reading: "LEO'S. DO NOT TOUCH." Then flipped it over. "Back says: 'Unless you're really thirsty.'Leo squinted. "That wasn't there before!"Sophia shrugged. "Maybe the juice box wrote it. Ever think of that?"Leo turned red. "I call my first witness: Mum."Mum entered, clutching coffee like it was the only thing keeping her alive. "I told Leo to share. He said, and I quote, 'Not even if she's dying of thirst.'" Gasps echoed. Gregory the goat plushie fainted. One of the teddy bear jurors clutched its pearls.Sophia turned to the jury-teddy bears and a confused cat who kept licking its leg. "I ask you: is hoarding juice boxes noble? Or selfish? I didn't steal. I was liberated."Leo sputtered. "She's twisting the truth!"Sophia smiled sweetly. "I'm hydrating the truth."The jury deliberated. Sir Bubbles blew a bubble. The verdict: Not Guilty. Leo is sentenced to one week of snack-sharing and emotional growth.Leo groaned. "This is injustice!"Sophia winked. "This is juice-tice."As the courtroom dissolved back into breakfast, Mum handed Leo a new juice box. "Next time, label it better. And maybe don't hide things behind vegetables. You know no one touches those."Leo muttered, "I'll appeal."Sophia raised her glass. "Where next? To the Supreme Snack Court."Although the courtroom was over, somewhere, deep in the fridge, a lone yogurt trembled-knowing it might be next to face this horrifiying doom.
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