((Zoz, just post as you can, I understand that you're probably buried under homework))
Janette had landed on the floor, slightly scared for her own life. After all, the only way to get that gun away from he sister safely was to risk her own life.
So as she got back up, she opened her eyes to find that the gun hadn't gone off again, and that she was in fact still alive.
Moving the gun out from between her breasts, pointing the barrel away from her head. And away from people in general. Megraph killed people. Not Janette.
"Cherie! You stupid girl! First: I know how to use a flipping gun!" To demonstrate her point, she began to disassemble the gun, unloading it completely. "Second: I risked my life if you didn't notice." Janette made sure the gun was unloaded, then held the barrel up to the bottom of her chin to show how she'd landed. "Third: if I ever see you with a gun again, I will person kick you all they way back to Matron's Hollow, explain to Ma and Pa exactly what happened, and watch you get kicked out!"
Janette's face was blood red, the anger with Cherie very, very clear.
"DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?"