Eema: whispers Psst... like a cat on a midnight prowl, I'm b-back. brushes dust off a picture frame
looking at her eema… you found me tears welling up in her eyes
leans in closer, whispering Oh, sweetheart, I always find my prey. smirks But look at you, all teary-eyed. Did you miss me that much?
grabs BabyFly's hand, pulling them towards the door Come on, let's cut the drama. We've got catching up to do, sibling! smirks
leads BabyFly to the old family dining table Alright, enough with the sentimentality. Let's get down to business, shall we?
rummages through a drawer, pulling out a deck of cards Now, listen up, BabyFly. We're gonna play a little game.
shuffles the deck with finesse, her hands moving swiftly Alright, BabyFly, prepare to be amazed. gestures grandly
deals the cards swiftly, her eyes gleaming with anticipation Now, listen closely, BabyFly.
pauses dramatically, locking eyes with BabyFly The goal of this game, my dear sibling, is to unravel the tangled web of our family's secrets.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Oh, it's more than just fun, BabyFly. It's a journey into the heart of our family's dark past. Are you ready?
As Eema and BabyFly delve deeper into their family's secrets, they uncover a hidden journal that reveals a shocking truth about their parent's involvement in a scandalous affair.
after the game that was fun... but why did you want to play that game anyway?
smirks, leaning in closer Well, BabyFly, sometimes even siblings need a little bit of therapy to mend the cracks in our relationship.
grabs BabyFly's hand again, her grip firm But enough of this mushy stuff. pauses for a moment, then smirks
pulls BabyFly towards the living room Now, let's put our heads together and figure out how we can use this information to our advantage.
grinning mischievously Oh, BabyFly, you're about to witness some good old-fashioned sibling revenge. snaps her fingers
paces back and forth, deep in thought Alright, BabyFly, we need to gather as much evidence as possible. snaps her fingers
starts rummaging through the attic, searching for old photographs and documents We need to dig up every dirt on our parents.
bursts into the room, holding a stack of old photographs Jackpot, BabyFly! flashes a triumphant grin
wow... what are we gonna do with them tho-
throws the stack of photographs onto the bed, her eyes gleaming with determination First things first, BabyFly.
snatches a photograph from the pile and examines it closely We need to track down these people, BabyFly. They hold the key to unraveling our parents' dirty secrets.