Author's Note: This will be released in chapters. Bold=Narration Unlabeled=Cillia's p.o.v.

Cilia: "(sigh) Why am I such a failure? Am I worthy of my title?"

Cilia is returning to her home from a long "day" at work. As she approaches her doorstep, she continues in deep thought.

Cilia: "There is no way I can tell this to Drizzy and Drip; I need to be the big sister that they can admire. I must stay strong!"

I stand at the door of our home; bracing myself and getting into character. Reluctantly, I ring the doorbell. If I'm lucky, they'll be too tired to ask me anything.

The door splits open; inside Drizzy and Drip are watching the late news channel. Recognizing Cilia's presence, the two runs towards her, giving her an embrace.

Drizzy and Drip: "Welcome home sister!"

Their greeting melts my nucleus, causing me to smile. Our family tradition to get each other with an embrace after being separated for the day always lifted a cell's mood.

Cilia: "I am glad to see you guys too, thanks for waiting for me."

I look at the t.v., which is now on the "Eye Channel". I see Christine looking at her mirror, fixing her hair, preparing for bed. That girl, she's my Christine!

Cilia: "Well, Christine is preparing for sleep. It is time for us to do the same."

Drip: "Wait a sec, do you have any stories from work to tell?"

Drizzy: "Yeah Cilia, you know the rules; the last cell home must tell a story about her day!"

Holy mitosis, they remembered! I know where this is going and I must avoid it at all costs.

Cilia: "We don't have time to waste. We must stay energized so that we can protect Christine. Besides you know the rule; all cells with a day-time shift must rest whenever Christine rests."

Drizzy: "But the Eye Channel is still on, meaning Christine is not resting yet."

Drip: "Besides, she just received a call from her friend. That gives us plenty of time!"

Cilia: "I'm sorry, but as Chief officer of Christine, I must be prepared for any threat. Therefore, I must break our tradition for tonight and say no."

It hurts me to say that, but it is for the best. I look at my brothers' with a serious face; they look back with big eyes, begging me to change my mind. I try to resist, but I couldn't. I gave in.

Cilia: " (Sigh) But as your sister, I say yes. It's not a long story anyway. Clean your membranes first, then I'll my story our bedroom."

A little later, the three sibling are in their shared room, sitting on their bed. Drizzy and Drip are listening to Cilia's story.

Cilia: "...And that's how my day went. It was perfect!"

I told my bros. a "fantasy" version of my day as an officer. I made sure to leave out any details about my failure and focused on minor "optimistic" points. I hope they'll buy it.

Drizzy: "That's a nice story, but Cilia you can tell us your true feelings."

Drip: "We've seen the news today: 'Another criminal germ wrecks havoc and escapes under Chief Cilia Tyson's leadership. Is she truly qualified?' "

Drizzy: "Wow, that is a long headline…"

They knew. They knew all along. My chloroplast feels like stomach acid, burning me on the inside. There is no reason to hide anymore. I breakdown and tell them everything.

Cilia: "The truth is, this is the ninth time this week that a germ managed to get the best of me. I am supposed to be the chief over the entire immunity department, and yet, I can't catch simple germs?! I am a disgrace; I'm not worthy of Christine.."

I poured my thoughts out to them. Wait do they think of me now?

Drizzy: "Cilia, that's nonsense! Don't forget all of the times that you put your life on the line for Christine-for us. There is no other immunity cell in all of Christine who deserves it more than you!"

Drip: "Yep he's right! We all make mistakes sometimes, but as long as we learn from them our character will develop."

I listen to their words of encouragement. I am truly thankful for my little brothers.

Cilia: "Thanks guys, I don't know how I would make it without y'all. Anyway, Christine's eyes are shut now, so goodnight."

Somehow, I managed to sleep within a few minutes. I guess I was very tired after all. When I woke up, I noticed something very eerie; I was in the bed alone. Drizzy and Drip were gone. This is not normal, we usually wake up together with Christine.

Cilia: "Drizzy? Drips? Where are you?"

No answer.

Cilia: "They must be in Drizzy's lab…"

I search the lab. Everything's there, except for Drizzy and Drip

Cilia: "This probably has something to do with one of Drizzy's inventions; it'd be best for me to not get involved. Besides, I don't want to be late for work."

I get ready as normal and drive to my headquarters. After suffering through slow traffic (Christine just woke up after all), I finally arrived to the Christine Police Department headquarters. As I step into my office, I notice a weird package on my desk.

Cilia: "How odd, I don't recall that being here…"

Inspecting the mysterious package, I see the words "to Cilia" on the a tag. The "from" part had the initials "E.S."

Cilia: "E.S., Who in Christine is that?"

I open the package to see what was inside. I found a gadget with the button "play message".

Cilia: "Play message? What is the meaning of this?"

I press play, not expecting the very moment that came next.