Rushed him and escapes with the Script

Kirsty crouched down from her position, and prepared for a straight up lunge at the unsuspecting sibling. Before Chris could look up to see what she was doing, his eyes widened in surprise as Kirsty full up jumps into him, knocking both of them careening in the wheeled swivel chair, tipping it and sending both participants in the clash tumbling and snapping the chair's stalk. Kirsty's landing was less staggering with the cushioning that was her brother to brace her from impact, but Chris was greatly winded from being landed on, and slightly dazed from the disorientation. Thankfully for him it was a large cushy chair that protected his head. But before he could recover, Kirsty threw the pen he was holding under the bed on the far side of the room and scrambled up, clutching the bundle of papers that was messing with her. Chris tried to grab at her, but she was already out the door before he could make a proper grasp at a leg or something.

"Sis! Get back here!" Kirsty heard over her shoulder, not planning to stop until she was in the safety of her room. She slammed the door of her bedroom closed and managed to fumble the locks into place. Kirsty was paranoid about her stuff going missing, especially with her pervert of a brother, so she asked her father to help her install the locks, Father mumbling about at least it's something that he could do around here.

Kirsty heard a boom on the other side of the door she was leaning against, guessing that it was her sibling trying to rush in. Fortunately, the door is very thick, and the locks weren't just cheap bolts either. You have to hand it to Mr. Branson, when dad did a menial job, he did it scarily well. "Open up right now Buttslut!" Chris called out through the door, "I'm warning you, you don't even know how to use it, you'll just mess it up!"

Kirsty smirks, and casually calls through the beating that the door was getting "You had your fun, now it's Buttslut's turn!" And with that, she wanders over to the desk to 'play' with the book of phenomenal cosmic power of unknown origin. She takes out a pen casually from her pen cup, lays the papers face up on the surface, and proceeds to...