On June 2, 2025, two weeks after the deaths of Paul Jackson and Frank Andrew, Yafie Achmad Raihan was in his apartment, watching the news from two weeks ago. As the events replayed on the screen, a harsh realization struck him—he had been responsible for the deaths of two bullies. While he had acted out of self-defense, the gravity of the situation weighed heavily on him. He couldn't ignore the pain their parents must now endure. Ivan and Dora, Paul's parents, were still living in their home near the Brisbane Airport, devastated.
Determined to understand more about the lives he had impacted, Yafie decided to investigate further. He drove his 2016 Toyota Kijang Innova, accompanied by his best neighbor, Jonathan Mark, a friendly Dachshund, to Ricky Stan and Judo's school. There, they hoped to find information about Paul Jackson and Frank Andrew from the students' records.
Oliver, a helpful member of the school staff, assisted them despite the sensitive timing. Together, they uncovered the profiles of the two boys. Paul had lived near the Brisbane Airport, while Frank resided close to Stripe Heeler's home. This discovery prompted Yafie to call Bandit for more insights about Stripe's neighbors.
"Hi Bandit, tell Stripe we've found Frank's address. Believe it or not, Frank was Muffin and Socks' neighbor," Yafie explained when Bandit answered.
"Okay, I'll make the call," Bandit replied before ending the conversation.
At Stripe's house, he and Trixie were busy with daily tasks when Bandit's call interrupted them. Stripe picked up the phone, hearing his older brother's urgent tone.
"Stripe, it's me, Bandit. Yafie wanted you to talk to one of your neighbors. He's at Ricky Stan and Judo's school. He found out about Frank and Pa—" Bandit's words were abruptly cut off as Stripe interjected.
"Wait, Yafie called you about my neighbor?" Stripe asked, a mix of curiosity and concern.
"There's no time, mate. He needs this information. If you can invite them somewhere, I'll let Yafie know immediately," Bandit explained firmly.
"Got it, I'll handle it," Stripe replied before ending the call. Turning to Trixie, he said,"Trix, I've got something important to do. I need to head over to Mike and Melanie's house—Frank's parents."
"Go ahead," Trixie said with understanding.
Stripe walked two blocks to the Bull Mastiff couple's home. Through the window, he could see Mike grieving while Melanie tried to comfort him, though her own sorrow was evident. A framed photo of their late son, Frank, smiling brightly in 2023, rested on a nearby table. Stripe knocked gently and then cleared his throat as the couple turned to him with puzzled expressions.
"Mike, Melanie, come with me. We're going to meet someone at Frank's school," Stripe said softly yet firmly.
Soon, Stripe escorted the grieving couple back to his house to retrieve his black 2020 Audi Q7. They drove together to Ricky Stan and Judo's school.
Meanwhile, at the school, Yafie urged Oliver to contact Ivan and Dora, Paul's parents. Unfortunately, their calls went unanswered. Not wanting to give up, Oliver called Hoshi, a dependable friend, to visit Ivan and Dora's home.
"Hoshi, Yafie asked you to pick up Ivan and Dora—Paul's parents," Oliver explained.
"Got it. I'll be there in no time. Stay put," Hoshi replied before hanging up.
Driving his 2021 Honda CR-V, Hoshi made his way to the Bull Terrier couple's home near the Brisbane Airport. Despite the crowded traffic, he managed to arrive within minutes.
At Ivan and Dora's home, the atmosphere was heavy with grief. Ivan wept openly, staring at a photo of his late son, Paul, taken with Bailey Clark, a young Schnauzer girl, during a trip to Canberra in June 2024. Dora was also mourning, her silent tears falling as she stood beside her husband.
"Excuse me?" Hoshi said gently, stepping into the somber scene.
Ivan looked up, his tear-streaked face meeting Hoshi's kind smile. Dora joined them, curious but cautious.
"Come with me. It's okay," Hoshi reassured them.
Soon, the Bull Terrier couple accompanied Hoshi in his Honda CR-V, heading to Ricky Stan and Judo's school. Despite the weight of the past two weeks, everyone involved felt the importance of this meeting, hoping it would bring some form of closure.
Bluey Story: A Meeting at Sendok Garpu
Stripe and Hoshi had successfully picked up the grieving parents—Mike and Melanie, the Bull Mastiffs, and Ivan and Dora, the Bull Terriers. Both couples were still visibly shaken by the loss of their sons, Frank Andrew and Paul Jackson, two weeks earlier. The weight of grief hung heavy, but they agreed to meet at Ricky Stan and Judo's school to discuss what had transpired.
Meanwhile, Yafie, at the school, realized that Calypso, Mackenzie's teacher, might provide valuable insight into the bullies' behavior. He immediately called Richard, Mackenzie's father, to reach out to her.
"Hi, Richard. It's urgent. Can you call Mackenzie's teacher, Calypso?" Yafie asked.
"Okay, I'll call her," Richard responded before hanging up and dialing Calypso.
At Glasshouse Primary School, Calypso was teaching her class, preparing the students—Bluey, Rusty, Jack, Indy, Honey, Chloe, Coco, Mackenzie, Snickers, Winton, Adam, Joe, Dan, and Pretzel—for their upcoming academic year. The classroom was lively when Calypso's phone rang.
"Who is it?" Bluey asked curiously.
"It's Mackenzie's dad," Calypso replied, puzzled as she glanced at the caller ID."I wonder why he's calling me during school hours."
Excusing herself, Calypso stepped outside to take the call.
"Mrs. Calypso," Richard began in a serious tone,"Yafie wants you to go to Ricky Stan and Judo's school immediately. It's urgent."
"Okay, I'll finish up here and head over," Calypso replied.
"Hurry, Calypso!" Richard barked before ending the call.
Calypso, understanding the gravity of the situation, quickly arranged for another teacher, Markus, a mixed Kintamani and German Shepherd, to take over her class.
"Markus, I need you to take charge of the students while I'm gone," she said.
"Got it. I'll take care of them," Markus assured her.
Calypso then left the school in her silver 2005 Hyundai Getz, heading toward Ricky Stan and Judo's school.
At Ricky Stan and Judo's school, Hoshi was the first to arrive with Ivan and Dora, followed shortly by Stripe, who brought Mike and Melanie in his sleek black Audi Q7. The two friends greeted each other outside the front gate.
"This is the spot, isn't it?" Hoshi said, looking around the grounds. "The place where the fight happened."
"Yeah," Stripe replied solemnly. "It's hard to believe we're standing here."
Fifteen minutes later, Calypso arrived in her Hyundai Getz. She parked and approached Hoshi and Stripe.
"Hello," she greeted. "Yafie sent me here to discuss something important with the parents of those two boys, right?"
"Yes, they're inside the school," Hoshi said, pointing toward the building.
Stripe nodded but didn't point. "They're waiting for you," he added.
Calypso walked into the school and found Ivan, Dora, Mike, Melanie, Oliver, Jonathan, and Yafie gathered in a somber atmosphere.
"I think we need to take this conversation somewhere else," Yafie suggested, feeling the weight of the environment. "Maybe a restaurant nearby?"
The others nodded in agreement.
"I'll take you in my car," Yafie offered, turning to Ivan, Dora, Mike, and Melanie.
"I'll follow you in mine," Oliver said.
The group split into their respective vehicles:
- Yafie drove his silver 2016 Toyota Kijang Innova, with Jonathan in the front passenger seat and the grieving parents in the back.
- Oliver followed in his white 2022 Ford Ranger.
- Hoshi drove his blue 2021 Honda CR-V.
- Stripe used his black 2020 Audi Q7 S-line.
- Calypso followed in her silver 2005 Hyundai Getz.
The convoy of vehicles made their way through Brisbane's streets, heading to Sendok Garpu, an Indonesian restaurant. Yafie, who missed Indonesian food, had suggested it not only for its comfort but also as a neutral space to discuss sensitive matters.
The scent of spices and warm, inviting aromas greeted them as they arrived at the restaurant. They settled at a large table, the parents sitting together while Stripe, Hoshi, Calypso, Oliver, Jonathan, and Yafie joined them.
As they prepared to discuss the events that led to Paul and Frank's deaths, the atmosphere softened slightly. The comforting environment of the restaurant provided a glimmer of hope that, amid the pain, understanding and healing could begin.
The group of ten arrived at Sendok Garpu, an Indonesian restaurant nestled in Brisbane. The atmosphere was warm and inviting, with the rich aroma of Indonesian spices wafting through the air. They were seated at a large table featuring a combination of five chairs and three sofa seats.
The Order
As the group browsed the menu, it was evident that most of them were unfamiliar with Indonesian cuisine. While Yafie, an Indonesian who missed his native food, confidently ordered his favorite Mie Goreng (stir-fried noodles) and Bakwan Jagung (corn fritters), the others hesitated. Yafie stepped in to guide them, and soon everyone made their selections:
- Calypso: Nasi Uduk Iga Komplit (aromatic coconut rice with ribs) and Sate Ayam (chicken skewers).
- Hoshi: Pempek Kapal Selam (Palembangnese fish cake).
- Oliver: Ketoprak (a vegetarian dish with tofu, noodles, and peanut sauce).
- Stripe: Ayam Bakar with Nasi Kuning (grilled chicken with yellow turmeric rice).
- Ivan: Tongseng Ayam (chicken stew with sweet soy sauce).
- Dora: Cumi Seafood Saos Padang (squid in Padang-style chili sauce).
- Mike: Gado-Gado (Indonesian salad with peanut sauce).
- Melanie: Mie Ayam Spesial (Indonesian-style chicken noodle).
To accompany their meals, everyone opted for iced sweet tea, a refreshing Indonesian staple.
The waitress, a Kintamani dog in her 30s and an Indonesian living in Australia, took their orders. Recognizing her accent, Yafie switched to Indonesian and placed the order fluently:
"Mbak, saya pesan Mie Goreng plus Bakwan satu, Nasi Uduk Iga Komplit & Sate Ayam satu, Pempek Kapal Selam satu, Ketoprak satu, Ayam Bakar dengan Nasi Kuning satu, Tongseng Ayam satu, Cumi Seafood Saos Padang satu, Nasi Bebek Goreng Ubud satu, Gado-Gado satu, dan Mie Ayam Spesial satu. Sama es teh manisnya 10 gelas."
The waitress repeated the order in Indonesian for confirmation and then translated it into English for the others to ensure everyone understood.
Waiting and Reflection
As they waited for their food, Calypso began gently probing into the emotions of the grieving parents, Ivan, Dora, Mike, and Melanie.
"I can't imagine how hard it's been for you these past two weeks," she began, her voice empathetic. "But it's important to talk about it. Sometimes, sharing helps ease the pain."
Ivan wiped his eyes, clearly still struggling. "It's... overwhelming. Paul was our world. Losing him so suddenly—especially in such a way—it's unbearable."
Mike nodded in agreement. "And Frank... he had so much potential. I don't know how we'll ever move forward."
Calypso used this moment to steer the conversation toward positive parenting and ways to honor their sons' memories by becoming involved in building stronger, kinder communities.
The Meal
After ten minutes, the iced sweet teas arrived. Following his tradition, Yafie instructed everyone to wait until all the food arrived before drinking.
"Don't touch the drinks yet. Let's wait until everything is on the table," he said, smiling softly.
Five minutes later, the dishes began arriving, one by one. Once all the plates were set, the group quietly said their thanks and began eating. The room filled with the sounds of clinking utensils and occasional hums of approval as the flavors of Indonesia worked their magic.
"I've never tasted anything like this before," Hoshi remarked about his Pempek Kapal Selam.
"This grilled chicken is amazing," Stripe added, savoring his Ayam Bakar.
The meal provided a brief respite, a moment of warmth and connection in the midst of the parents' grief.
Heading Back
Once everyone had finished their meals, the group paid the bill and headed back to their cars. The sun had begun to dip, casting a golden hue over the streets of Brisbane.
On the drive back to Ricky Stan and Judo's school, the group remained mostly quiet, reflecting on the heavy but meaningful conversation. Upon arrival, Calypso offered a final word of encouragement to the grieving parents.
"It's not about forgetting," she said softly. "It's about remembering in a way that lets you move forward, stronger, and more connected to those around you."
With that, Yafie volunteered to drive the couples back to their respective homes. He first dropped off Mike and Melanie near Stripe's house, and the couple thanked him sincerely before heading inside.
Next, he took Ivan and Dora back to their home near the airport. The Bull Terrier couple, though still visibly grieving, expressed their gratitude. "Thank you for today, Yafie. It's... a step," Ivan said, his voice breaking slightly.
As the night deepened, Yafie and Jonathan drove back to their apartment. The glow of the streetlights reflected on the windshield, and the city seemed quieter than usual.
"Do you think we helped?" Jonathan asked softly.
"I hope so," Yafie replied. "Sometimes, it's just about being there. That's what matters most."
The two friends returned home, carrying the weight of the day but knowing they had done their part to bring some light into a dark time.
A Day of Chaos As The Morning Unfolds
It was a peaceful June 3, 2025, morning in the Heeler neighborhood. Bandit was preparing for his daily routine—dropping off Bluey at Glasshouse Primary School and Bingo at Kindy. The air was crisp, and the neighborhood was slowly coming to life.
However, the tranquil atmosphere was shattered by the roaring sound of a Bell 412 helicopter hovering overhead. The sleek aircraft, piloted by Toni Nate Friedman, a relative of a known criminal, descended near the Heeler's house. From it emerged a squad of heavily armed individuals, their faces masked and their intentions ominous.
The Raid Begins
The gang stormed into Bandit's house, shouting commands and brandishing H&K MP5 machine guns. Bandit, Chilli, Bluey, and Bingo were caught off guard as their morning turned into a nightmare. The gang's intent was clear—they were taking the Heeler family hostage.
Nearby, Pat and Janelle, who had just stepped outside their home, witnessed the commotion. Pat tried to intervene, but he was subdued and taken hostage as well. This left Lukas as the neighborhood's only hope. With trembling paws, he dialed 000 and barked into the phone:
"There's a hostage situation at the Heeler's house! Send SERT or the military—whatever it takes!" Lukas said.
The operator, sensing the gravity of the situation, assured him:
"Help is on the way." the 000 operator said.
News Spreads
At Radley's house, he and Frisky were watching the morning news when the program was interrupted by a breaking story about the hostage situation. Shocked, Radley immediately recognized the location—it was his younger brother Bandit's house.
Radley and Frisky rushed out but were stopped at the cul-de-sac, which was now sealed off by police lines. The situation was critical. Ten armed suspects had taken control of the Heeler household, and the Special Emergency Response Team (SERT) had arrived, escalating the standoff.
The Standoff
The SERT officers, clad in tactical gear and armed with assault rifles, took positions around the Heeler home. A tense Mexican standoff ensued, with guns pointed in every direction. The suspects were defiant, refusing to surrender, while the SERT team maintained a defensive line.
Inside her home, Doreen, an elderly neighbor, had been following the unfolding crisis. Her mind flashed back to her late husband, who had served in the wild hunting. Inspired, she retrieved his old, civilian M1 Garand rifle, a relic of another era, and stepped outside.
Doreen took aim at the front yard of the Heeler house, where a Border Collie-Bulldog mix, one of the suspects, was threatening SERT members with a stolen M16.
The Raid Commences
As the standoff reached its peak, SERT officers deployed flashbang grenades. The loud explosions disoriented the suspects, creating an opportunity for the officers to breach the house.
At that exact moment, Doreen, startled by the sound, accidentally fired her rifle. The bullet struck the Border Collie-Bulldog mix in the head, neutralizing him instantly.
The SERT team stormed the house, their movements swift and calculated. Inside, they found Bandit, Chilli, Bluey, and Bingo tied up and injured but alive. The suspects inside the house resisted, but the SERT officers swiftly overpowered and eliminated them.
Aftermath
Within ten minutes, the situation was resolved. All ten suspects were neutralized, and the Heeler family was rescued. Bandit and Chilli sustained minor injuries but were otherwise unharmed. However, Bluey and Bingo were found unconscious due to their injuries.
Paramedics on the scene quickly stabilized the girls. Their injuries, though serious, were not life-threatening. Bluey and Bingo were rushed to the hospital for further treatment.
As the cul-de-sac began to calm, the neighborhood residents gathered outside their homes, shaken but relieved. Lukas approached Doreen, who was still clutching the rifle.
"You might've saved lives today," Lukas said, his voice a mix of gratitude and disbelief.
"I just did what I had to," Doreen replied, her hands trembling.
A Community United
Radley, who had been pacing anxiously, finally got news that his brother and nieces were safe. He hugged Frisky tightly, tears of relief streaming down his face.
The Heeler family, though bruised and battered, would recover. The neighborhood had faced a terrifying ordeal, but through courage and quick action, they stood together in the face of danger.
As the helicopter was secured and the cul-de-sac began returning to normal, one thing was clear: this day would not be forgotten. It was a reminder of the strength of community and the lengths to which people would go to protect those they cared about.
A Tense Morning in Samford Valley
It was a peaceful morning at Adam and Jill's house in Samford Valley. Jill was preparing breakfast, the sound of sizzling pans filling the air. Adam, still groggy, sipped his coffee while flipping through the newspaper.
Suddenly, Jill's phone rang. She wiped her hands on a towel and checked the caller ID: Lukas, her brother. Concerned, she quickly answered.
"Hi, Lukas. What's going on?" Jill said.
"Jill, it's serious. Pat, Janelle, Bandit, Chilli, Bluey, and Bingo—they were held hostage this morning. It's over now, but Bluey and Bingo are unconscious and have been taken to the hospital. Bandit and Chilli are hurt, but not badly." Lukas said.
Jill's heart dropped.
"Oh my... are you okay?" Jill asked worried.
"Yeah, thankfully, Wendy, Judo, and I are fine. No scratches. But this area is swarming with police. The suspects... all of them were killed. One of them, a Border Collie-Bulldog mix, got shot in the head during the raid." Lukas said.
Jill covered her mouth in shock. Adam, hearing snippets of the conversation, put down his coffee.
"What's wrong, honey?" Adam said to his wife.
Jill explained the situation, her voice trembling.
"Do you know Bandit, Bingo, and Bluey? They were taken hostage this morning at their own house." Jill said.
Adam's reaction was immediate and explosive.
"What the fuck?! Don't tell me it's bullfucking true!" Adam barked.
Jill tried to calm him, but she was shaken herself. Lukas, overhearing, stayed focused.
"Jill, I've got to call Yafie. You stay safe and let Adam know I'll keep you updated." Lukas said.
The call ended, and Lukas immediately dialed Yafie, but the call went unanswered.
At Yafie's Apartment
In his apartment, Yafie was asleep since last night, oblivious to the chaos. His phone, sitting on the PC table, vibrated silently. When Lukas's call went to voicemail, Lukas muttered in frustration.
"Please, Yafie, answer this bullfucking situation!" Lukas muttered.
Desperate, Lukas sent a WhatsApp message.
"Yafie, can you manage this serious situation? I tried to call, but you didn't answer. Bandit, Chilli, Bluey, Bingo, Pat, and Janelle were held hostage. Bluey and Bingo are unconscious. Can you come to the Heeler's house or my house? You know where it is—you helped my wife's daughter and my sister's son last month." Lukas texted.
Yafie Gets the Call
Ten minutes later, Yafie woke up. Groggily reaching for his phone, he saw Lukas's missed call and WhatsApp message. His heart sank as he read the text.
"Okay, I'm on my way." Yafie replied on his WhatsApp.
He quickly dressed and ran to his silver 2016 Toyota Kijang Innova, heading toward the Heeler's house.
Blocked at the Cul-de-sac
When he arrived, the street was cordoned off with police tape. SERT vehicles and officers swarmed the area. Unable to enter the cul-de-sac, Yafie parked and walked toward Lukas's house.
Two familiar police officers, Enrico Mendez and Jack, stood guard. They recognized Yafie but didn't budge.
"You can't pass through. There's an investigation underway." Officer Enrico Mendez said.
"Move along, mate." Officer Jack added.
Before Yafie could argue, Lukas shouted from a distance.
"Hey! Let him pass—he's here to assist!" Lukas barked.
Realizing the situation, Officer Enrico nodded.
"Alright, mate. You can go." Officer Enrico Mendez said.
"But don't make a scene." Officer Jack warned.
"I won't." Yafie said.
The Situation Unfolds
Reaching Lukas, Yafie's expression turned grim as he heard the details.
"You know Bandit, Chilli, Bluey, Bingo, Pat, and Janelle, right?" Lukas said.
"Yeah, I do. I even saved Pat last year from an attack. What's going on?" Yafie said, confused.
"They were taken hostage. Bluey and Bingo are unconscious." Lukas said in serious tone.
"Oh my... Is that true?" Yafie said, his expession shocked.
"Yes. The ambulance already took them to the hospital. Bandit, Chilli, Pat, and Janelle are safe but shaken. They're at the Brisbane City Police Station." Lukas said.
An officer, Shawn Franklin, stepped in.
"Listen, mate, they're being debriefed at the station. Our officers are handling it. You need to stay here." Officer Shawn Franklin said.
"But I need to see them!" Yafie said worried.
"Stay here. It's guaranteed they're safe." Officer Shawn Franklin said, intervenes Yafie.
"Yeah, Yafie. Let the officers do their job. You can't help them right now." Lukas said firmly.
Defeated, Yafie sighed deeply.
"Alright... but keep me updated." Yafie whined.
Aftermath
As the sun rose higher, the neighborhood began to process the traumatic events. Residents exchanged stories, trying to make sense of what had happened. At Lukas's house, Yafie stayed, offering his support to Lukas and his family while anxiously awaiting updates on Bluey and Bingo.
The crisis had shaken everyone, but one thing was clear—this was a community that would rally together, no matter how dark the circumstances.
At the Hospital Room
The afternoon sun cast a warm glow through the hospital window as Bluey and Bingo lay in their beds, their small forms still recovering from the traumatic hostage situation earlier that day. Bandit and Chilli stood by their daughters, their faces etched with worry but also relief.
Soon, the door to the room opened, and in walked a group of visitors: Yafie, Lukas, Adam, Jill, Wendy, Ricky Stan, and Judo. Behind them, Pat, Janelle, and their boys, Lucky and Chucky, followed closely, all bearing concerned yet hopeful expressions.
As everyone settled in, the room became a little crowded but full of warmth and support. The sun dipped toward the horizon, painting the room in hues of orange and pink.
Bluey Wakes Up
Bluey stirred first. Her eyelids fluttered open, and she weakly turned her head to look around. Her voice, soft and frail, broke the quiet.
"Where... am I?" Bluey said weakly.
Yafie, standing near the bedside with a hospital chart in his hand, smiled gently.
"You're at the hospital, Bluey. Believe it or not, you fainted earlier. That's what Lukas told me." Yafie said.
He glanced at the patient profile on the chart, reading aloud.
"Bluey Christine Heeler... so, you must be Bluey, right?" Yafie said.
Bluey nodded slowly, her expression a mix of confusion and recognition.
"Yeah... and you... you must be the guy who wore my mum's dress." Bluey said accidentally shifted to the moment when she play with her best friend, Mackenzie.
The room fell silent as everyone processed her unexpected comment. Yafie's jaw dropped in shock.
"What?!" Yafie said, shocked.
A murmur of suppressed laughter spread through the room, with Lukas trying to stifle a chuckle. Bluey blinked at their reactions, seemingly unaware of the humor in her words.
Yafie, recovering from his surprise, crouched closer to Bluey, his tone softening.
"Bluey, you just survived a hostage situation. Why would you say that?" Yafie said in frustration but in soft tone.
Bluey realized her words had upset him and quickly apologized.
"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to upset you." Bluey said.
Yafie sighed, giving her a small smile.
"It's okay. I'm just glad you're awake." Yafie said. His tails wagging excited.
Bingo Wakes Up
About 30 minutes later, Bingo began to stir. Her eyes opened slowly, and she looked around, her voice as weak as Bluey's had been.
"Mum? Dad? Where are you?" Bingo said weakly.
Bandit, Chilli, and Yafie all leaned in at once.
"Bingo, you're awake!" Bandit, Chilli, Yafie speaking in unison.
Bingo turned her head toward her parents first, offering a small smile.
"Hi..." Bingo said.
Then her gaze shifted to Yafie, curiosity filling her tired eyes.
"Who's this?" Bingo asked.
Yafie straightened up, introducing himself with a warm smile.
"It's me, Yafie Achmad Raihan. You might've heard about me." Yafie said.
Bingo tilted her head, thinking hard before recognition dawned.
"Oh, yeah! You're the guy who helped everyone, especially my neighbor friend, Judo, right?" Bingo said, remember the time when yafie was there for Judo.
Yafie nodded, his grin widening.
"Exactly. I also drive that silver car you might've seen near your house and at the park before." Yafie said.
Bingo's eyes brightened slightly despite her condition.
"Oh, I remember! You stopped near our house. You're Judo's guardian angel when that bully was threatening her and her stepcousin." Bingo said as she remember the moment.
The room fell quiet as the gravity of Bingo's words hung in the air. Yafie nodded solemnly.
"That's right, Bingo. I'm here for all of you, just like I was for Judo and Ricky Stan." Yafie said smiling at Bingo.
A Moment of Support
The room's atmosphere became more relaxed as everyone exchanged smiles. Wendy put a reassuring hand on Yafie's shoulder, proud of the way he had handled the moment. Lukas, standing next to his wife, gave him a thumbs-up.
Bandit and Chilli looked at their daughters, their hearts swelling with gratitude for the love and care surrounding them. Though Bluey and Bingo were still recovering, the Heeler family felt the strength of the community that had rallied around them.
As the sun dipped below the horizon, the room glowed with hope—a reminder that even in the darkest times, love and support could light the way.
June 4, 2025 – Morning at Nana's Apartment
Stripe, Trixie, Muffin, and Socks arrived at Bob and Nana's cozy apartment early in the morning. The children, full of energy, ran to their Nana, giggling and vying for her attention. Nana gladly played along, pulling Muffin and Socks into a playful hug before starting a game with them.
Meanwhile, Bob sat in his armchair, his expression grave as he read a news article about the incident at Bandit's house the previous day. He set the tablet down with a sigh as Stripe joined him at the table.
"I heard about yesterday, Stripe. Bandit was in a dangerous situation, wasn't he?" Bob said. His voice dropped to a near-whisper, mindful not to let Muffin and Socks overhear. "His daughters... my granddaughters... Bluey and Bingo... they fainted, didn't they?" Bob continued.
Stripe nodded solemnly, his face clouded with concern.
"Yeah, Dad. It's true. Yafie called me last night to tell me everything." Stripe said.
Flashback: The Night Before
The previous night, Stripe sat in his living room, the house quiet as Muffin and Socks slept peacefully in their room. His phone buzzed, and he saw Yafie's name on the screen. Answering the call, he braced himself for the conversation.
"Stripe, I need to tell you something about Bandit and his family." Yafie said.
Yafie's voice was steady but carried a weight of urgency. Stripe listened as Yafie explained what had happened earlier that day.
"This morning, when I woke up, I found a missed call and a message from Lukas. He told me that Bandit and his family were in a hostage situation. It was intense, Stripe. Bluey and Bingo fainted and were rushed to the hospital. Thankfully, they're okay now—both of them woke up yesterday afternoon. Chilli's been by their side the whole time." Yafie said on the phone.
Stripe, stunned into silence, struggled to find the right words. He leaned back in his chair, absorbing the gravity of the situation.
"Stripe? Are you there?" Yafie said, his voice pulled him out of his thoughts.
"Yeah, mate. I'm here. Thanks for letting me know. At least they're safe now." Stripe said.
Yafie's update brought a mix of relief and worry. Stripe felt grateful that Bandit and his nieces were alive but couldn't shake the thought of how close they had come to tragedy.
Back to the Present
The flashback faded as Stripe returned to the present moment. He looked at his father, who waited patiently for an explanation.
"That's the story, Dad. Yafie kept me informed about everything that happened. I couldn't believe it at first, but it's true." Stripe said.
Bob leaned back in his chair, his expression softening.
"That Yafie... he made a wise choice to look out for our family. For this community, really." Bob said.
Stripe nodded in agreement.
"He's been a real support, Dad. Not just for Bandit, but for all of us." Stripe said.
Bob glanced over at Muffin and Socks, who were happily playing with their Nana, blissfully unaware of the danger their cousins had faced.
"It's good to know there are people like Yafie looking out for others. Makes me proud of the kind of community you all live in." Bob said.
"It really does." Stripe said.
The two sat in silence for a moment, their shared gratitude unspoken but deeply felt. The room was filled with the sounds of children's laughter—a comforting reminder of resilience and family.