Scientist Jr. struggled in the chair. He was alone in the lab... or so he thought. Out of the blue came the giggling of a little girl.
"You really got yourthelf into a pickle thith time... brother!" A small girl with ivory hair in a ponytail and emerald eyes appeared in front of the TV screens.
SJ growled, "What is it, you spoiled little brat?"
"I jutht wanted to thee my big brother," the girl cooed, "ith that tho wrong?" With that she patted the large pink bow in her hair and looked down at her pink dress.
"Ugh," the brunette groaned, rolling his sapphire eyes, "cut the 'cute widdle girl' crap and tell me why you're really here."
"Daddy thent me up here to babythit you. He thaid, 'I need you to look after your brother.'"
"And?"
"And then he thaid to make thyure you don't ekthcape."
"Come on, you gotta help me! I'm your own brother!"
"I DON'T CARE IF YOU'RE MY BROTHER!" the girl shouted, "YOU HURT DADDY, YOU BIG MEAN THTUPIDHEAD!"
"Yeesh, no need for namecalling," SJ replied, "Daddy wouldn't like it, would he?"
"THTOP IT!" the little girl retorted.
"Or what?" SJ mocked, "Is Daddy gonna hurt me?"
The small girl was left speechless for a moment or two. She looked at her brother in shock. Tears began to roll down her cheeks as she ran out of the room. "DADDY! DAAAAAAAAADDDDDDDDDDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!"
Junior looked at the door as it slammed shut. Five minutes later, he heard loud, angry footsteps, and a male voice screaming German obscenities. He swallowed hard and muttered, "Uh-oh."