It is with this baby in your strife specibus. This is your aunt's you mean your neighbor's old pistol, which she's used to dispatch many a ravening beast on archaeological digs. You keep it lovingly maintained and secretly practice shooting in the woods all the time since you're not really allowed to have a weapon until you pass your gunmanship finals next season. You bet all the dree and posslions know and fear you already.
Wait hang on you were mad about something. That's right. You were throwing a tantrum. Go be someone else!!