"He did it"

The doors slammed open as the Chatelaine stood in the door way. Her whole body covered in white feathers, except her head, which was dripping with white paint. Quite funny, but no gem dared to snicker or show their amusement. Even the Mistress, who stood at her post in the common room didn't react.
"WHO'S IDEA WAS THIS!?" The Chatelaine roared across the room, her powerful voice echoing off of each wall. Now this, this was scary. Occasionally the generals would test the Chatelaine's patience with funny LITTLE pranks, but this, had obviously gone way to far... Usually the pranks were Emerald, but she stayed silent. The Chatelaine scanned the area, turning her attention to her Mistress, who shook her head softly. She groaned, only getting angrier. "Someone had better fess up! Generals!! Speak up!"
Before she could finish her sentence, Arsenic and Emerald butted in, in unicen "Larimar did it."
All heads turned to face the hovering Larimar, who froze instantly.
"You should start running now..." Emerald giggled soft, not even lifting her head from her book.
Slowly Larimar turned his head to face the Chatelaine, who began to radiate with rage. Within a blink, he had flown out the other door, which the Mistress had opened for just before after seeing the Chatelaine, at top speed. The Chatelaine close behind.
Emerald made her way over to the window, most of the others following her; watching as the Chatelaine chased Larimar around the town; this was quite entertaining. She grinned as she tucked her white feather bookmark into her page; shutting the book.