Here be dragons

I' in a giant, maze-like house with a host of people of various ages, ranging from maybe four to thirty. We're in the garden, with is a strong slope, with a pool on multiple levels, with water bridges and waterfalls connecting all the levels. It's a pool party, despite the overcast, gray and white sky. I'm in one of the most upper level of the pool, il a frilly, light gray bathing suit. Close to me is a buch of teenagers bullying a twenty-something, too nice to tell them to fuck off. They are ganging up on him, trying to pull him underwater. He's strugling against them but he seem to affraid to hurt them to really push them away and it looks like the bullies are going to manage tu hurt him. I grab the one closer to me and roughly pull him underwater, pushing on his head until I feel him hit the bottom of the pool. I swim to the other and scratch and slap my way to the older man, pulling him away.
I'm suddently out of the pool, shivering because my bathing suit is still wet, and trying to convince a four years old girl to sit at a table with other kids to eat the party cake. She's sturbborn and pouty, the owner of the house, a old, artificial blonde woman is fussing over her and throwing me dirty looks while being useless. I ask the kid who is here favorite princess, and the tells me that's Elsa, and I manage to have her smile. The owner start complaining that now the little girl is going to sing the damn song, and she tottaly does but she also get up on the chair and settle down to eat her cake.

I hate bullies with a burning, downright sadistic passion.