"Why is the hallway so dark?" asked Anthea. Her mindset was: More light, less dark.
"Why the Zubat lair are we in an evil organization?" asked Concordia. Her mindset was: Why are we bad guys now?
"How more awesome can this place GET?" asked N. His mindset was: THIS PLACE IS BOSS!
"Hmmph. I've had enough of walking with you. Go confront your father."
"Wait! We don't even know who our father is!" said Concordia.
"Ugh, fine, brats. He's in that dumb room." she said, pointing to a room, obviously.
"Umm, sure."
"Great, we all agree. Happy birthday, dimwits."
"I-I-It's t-t-t-t-t-t-too d-d-d-dark! Walk with us!" Anthea screeched.
"Shut up! You'll disturb the boss!"
"Are there other children here?" Anthea asked.
"Stop talking, Bob. I've heard enough from you. And yes, there is one other kid. His name is Colress, but he probably won't have time to play with you twerps."
"Co-co-co-col-colr-colress? Colress? Colress!"
"Oh for Arceus's sake, shut up."
"Is she a girl?" Anthea asked.
"Yes, Anthea. Colress is totally a girl."
"I knew it! Yes! Ha, N-chan, you'll be the only boy kid!"
"It's sarcasm." Angie said, and Anthea started crying.
"Hey, Anthea! Look at the bright side! At least she called you Anthea, right?"
"Dang it, I forgot."
Angie led the three kids into Ghetsis's lair-thingy.
"These are the three you were asking for?"
Concordia stared in shock. No way. Even the dad here is evil! This can't be!
While of course, N was thinking: Holy Arceus! My dad looks awesome too!
"Well, then. So these are the three kids you brought back?"
"Yes, Lord Ghetsis, my honor." she said, bowing.
He walked over to N.
"This young man." he said. "Would be a perfect king for Team Plasma. I can see it."
"Why the Zubats Lair are we part of this stupid team?"
"Well." said Ghetsis. "You have a great amount of maturity for a little girl."
"Shut up! Isn't this human trafficking?"
Angie rolled her eyes. "We adopted you. We're not selling you."
"Yeah! But you BOUGHT us from the adoption center! And you BOUGHT us so he could give you more money."
Anthea quickly interrupted with another song.
(To the tune of Mordred's Lullaby)
What a
Joy for us all to appear at
The services of the father
Call our brother to be king and
Carry a plan out for evil
Why were we brought
Into this mess
It's only fate
And it's all for the best
If you don't understand
The cause of your appearance
Then shall we greet our father who's the nearest
In Harmony
In Harmony
In Harmony
In Harmony
"Well, that is a beautiful voice, but newcomers of Team Plasma do not sing." Ghetsis interrupted.
"But, why? Singing is my passion!"
"Alright, so I'm just gonna, you know, leave now..." said Angie.
"Pleaaaassseee!" Concordia shouted.
"So, what the heck do we have to do in this dump?"
"Can... Can... Can I... Can I have a nightlight?"
"YOU'RE LIKE, THE AWESOMEST FATHER EVER!"
Ghetsis seemed to ignore them for a few minutes.
"Go to your rooms."
"That's the trouble..." Concordia sighed. "We just got here."
"4 rights."
Concordia stared at Ghetsis. "You realize, 4 rights would bring us back to the exact same area, right?"
"Very well. For kids ages 2-4, you are pretty smart. Very well. Straight, then take a left, then go up two flights of stairs, or the elevator, then press C. Then, it's C5. Of course, this young man gets A5, A6, and A7."
"What?" Concordia shrieked. "That's not fair!"
"You shriek alot!" said Anthea.
"Whatever."