Snowball's Takeover

Yvonne walked, or rather tried to sneak, in through the back door (which Angelica did not until now know existed) at the same moment that Snowball flung the front door open and hopped on in. He flung the door open so hard that it flew off the hinges and hit Savio in the face. Savio then proceeded to chew on the door. 

"Don't worry 'bout that. I'll pay for it since it's mine now anyway," said Snowball.

"What!?" exclaimed Yvonne.

Spike hopped out of the kitchen, munching on a banana. "Is this what I think it is?"

"Very rude, you mean?" asked Angelica with a contemptuous snort. 

"No, a takeover! A coup d'etat!" mumbled Spike.

"Yeah, sure, call it what you like," said Snowball. "But I got imperial approval, ya know? Real legal-like and all. Pretty unusual for me, but I thought dis was a special matter callin' for special preparations."

"Imperial approval? Prove it," Yvonne said boldly.

Snowball produced a document with the imperial signature on it. 

"Not a fake," remarked Spike. Bits of banana splattered all over the legal document.

"Yeah, so I own y'all now," said Snowball. "Or at least your blog!"

Spike and Yvonne gasped. "You can't say that word!"

"What word?" asked Snowball.

"The 'B' word..." explained Spike.

"Whatever. Y'all gonna concede? If ya do, I'll buy you a new door. I'll buy you a new office, too!" said Snowball.

"Trying to bribe me, are you?" said Yvonne. "Well, it won't work..."

"I'll also buy you a horse," said Snowball.

"Okay! Deal!" Yvonne replied instantly.

"Ugh! I live here, too, you know," grumbled Angelica.

"Well, you?" said Snowball. "You get da rest of da month off. Vacation!"

"VACATION?" exclaimed Angelica. She hopped around in joyful ecstasy, which was very uncharacteristic of her.

Thus Snowball was able to take control of the blog.

"Dis is gonna be fun!" said Snowball.