You have some friends over for the night and are playfully arm-wrestling to see who is stronger amongst you. I overhear so come in because I want to play too! I ask to arm wrestle but you tell me no. I make fun of you, calling you chicken and you cave. After all I am your little sister, you should be able to take me right? I arm wrestle you (POV), sometimes I beat you within a second, sometimes I tease you and make you think you have a chance before I beat you. I tease you for being so weak. I even let you use 2 hands and I still win! Any one else want to challenge me? No? Cowards. How about we wrestle instead! Everyone saw me take you down so easily, they're all too scared to wrestle me. I pin you, my brother, to the ground and sit on you. Isn't anyone going to come rescue their friend? Come on guys, try to take me! What if I make him eat FARTS! Will you help him then? I fart in your face several times (5-7 farts total), calling you and all your friends: weak, pathetic, tiny, scrawny, cowards, scared, fragile. No hateful language but lots of size and strength humiliation. I finally get off of you and tell you all to keep it down...or else!