A loud crash sounded in the room. "No!" He roared at his companion. "Stop your lies!" Shrugging, she scoffed, "Don't you think you're over-reacting, just a tad?" as I surveyed the damage in the yard. The large toy was partly broken, though I am sure Mummy might be able to fix it. My brother, large and overly protective he might be, cast it a guilty look before continuing our argument, or rather, his denial.
Honestly, it wasn't as though we all haven't seen this coming since we first saw the two of them interact. Even I noticed, and I only joined this dysfunctional family in the middle of the huge avoidance thing they had going on.
A loud crash sounded somewhere with a loud roar of the same denial. Thank heavens we all decided to do this separately. Informing the triplets at the same time together would have been catastrophic.
They may have been with Mummy the longest, but they are the deepest in denial. Even Pikachu was more resigned that this would eventually happen. Why couldn't they? Or they could be overreacting. Drama queens.