Sunset watched as her parents bickered over whose throne was whose. "The nicer thrown has ALWAYS been mine!" shouted Glory. "Even SILVER says so!"
"NO! The bigger thrown has always been MINE" yelled Deathbringer. "And I say so!"
"THAT'S NOT A REASON!" Glory shouted back. "I am your queen and I DEMAND you to give me back my throne!"
"THREE MOONS STOP ARGUING!" shouted Sunset. "IT'S JUST A THROWN!"
Deathbringer and Glory looked at their daughter and Glory muttered "Sorry, Sunset."
"And?" asked Sunset.
"Sorry Deathbringer."
"Dad?"
"Sorry, Glory."
"Good. Now, can we agree who's thrown that is?"
"It's Glory's." said Deathbringer reluctantly.
"No, It yours." said Glory.
"Nope. Yours." said Deathbringer.
"JUST TAKE IT!" shouted Glory.
"NO, IT'S RIGHTFULLY YOURS!" Deathbringer yelled. Sunset sighed.