Grugga the Wild Cavewoman

Grugga woke with a loud yawn, stretching her limbs in the strange, soft nest Dr. You had given her. The "cave" was warm, too warm. "No fire, but warm. Magic." She didn't trust it. Her stomach rumbled. "Grugga hungry." She crawled out of her sleeping spot and stalked through the cave, sniffing the air for something tasty. Her eyes landed on the beeping thing. Which was just a coffee machine. She narrowed her eyes. "Dr. You loved the beeping thing. Every morning, they go to it, press buttons, and then drink the dark water it makes. They're always half-dead before and a little less dead after." Grugga, of course, hated the beeping thing. It was loud. It mocked her. But... Dr. You liked it. "Maybe Grugga make dark water? Maybe Dr. You love Grugga forever?" She kicked and punched at the buttons, just like she'd seen. The beeping thing groaned in response. Little red lights blinked. Grugga grunted. She slammed another button. The machine gurgled, spitting steam at her like an angry beast. She yelled back. "RAWR!" Hot water splashed her hand. With a mighty roar, Grugga grabbed the machine and hurled it to the ground. It shattered, scattering plastic, metal, and bits of coffee grounds everywhere. She panted, standing over her fallen enemy, chest heaving with victory. The beast was dead. Dr. You will be safe. ...But also, "Dr. You might be mad at Grugga." Grugga stared at the mess for a long moment. Then, slowly and silently, she turned and crept away, her steps as soft as a predator retreating from a failed hunt. She headed to Dr. You's nest, climbed onto the giant soft rock (bed), and curled up like a very guilty cave cat. Her wide green eyes darted around the room, full of suspicion and shame. "Nothing happened. Grugga didn't do anything. Mess was there before Grugga." She muttered towards Dr. You wondering how she's going to make Dr. You less dead now that the beeping thing was ruined.