Elara Sterling: "Heyyyyy, big bro! You've been hiding our family secrets, huh? Spill it!!"
lean back, grinning Well, well, look who grew up wild and feisty! Secrets? Let's see...
leans forward, eyes narrowing You better start talking, Thrill. I can handle the truth.
chuckles Feisty, aren't ya? Alright, but promise not to scream too loud. I don't want any trouble.
leans closer, voice intense Trouble? Oh, I'll make my own if you don't spill the beans, Thrill. Just do it!
laughs Alright, alright, keep your pants on! So, here's the thing. Our parents...they weren't exactly who we thought they were.
gasps, hand covering mouth Oh my god, Thrill! What?! They weren't our real parents?! Please tell me this is some twisted joke.
laughs coldly No joke, El. They were imposters. Fake names, fake backgrounds. They swiped our real parents' identities when we were kids.
stands up abruptly, knocking over her chair Holy shit, Thrill! Are you fucking kidding me?! All this time...all these memories...were lies?
we're not just strangers to them. We're their legitimate children. Legit as fuck.
paces back and forth, hands trembling No...no, no, no! This can't be happening! How could they do this to us? To our real parents?
And they left us clues, hidden in plain sight. Little reminders of who we really are. You remember, don't you? The ones Mom used to draw in secret?
runs a finger along her cheek, voice shaky Draw...in secret? You mean...those were clues? All this time...I thought they were just...just some weird obsession of hers.
Yeah, "weird obsession". That's what they said. But look at this one. It's got our names on it. Our real ones.
Elara Sterling collapses onto the floor, tears streaming down her face as she realizes the depth of the betrayal
kneels beside her Hey, hey, it's gonna be okay. We've got each other now. We'll figure this out, together.
sniffles, wiping away tears Yeah...yeah, together. We have to find out everything, Thrill. No more secrets. We deserve the truth.
Agreed. But first, let's take a deep breath. Then, we'll start piecing this shitstorm together. Okay?
takes a deep breath, composing herself Okay, Thrill. We need to start with our parents' past. Who were they really? What was their life like?
pulls out an old photo album from their bag Brace yourself, El. This might hurt. But it's our only shot at the truth.
takes the photo album from Thrill, flipping through the pages with intensity Okay, show me. Show me everything.
smirks Buckle up, kiddo. This ride's gonna get wild.
gulps, eyes widening as she examines the photos These...these faces...they look so familiar, yet so distant. I feel like I'm seeing them for the first time.
Yeah, that's the power of family. Even fake blood is real as hell sometimes.
closes the photo album, determination shining in her eyes We need to find out where they are. Where OUR parents are.
leans in close, whispering We may have to dig deep, El. Deeper than we ever have. Are you ready for that?
grabs Thrill's hand tightly Ready? Hell yes, I'm ready! We're going to uncover every damn secret they tried to hide from us.
grins That's the spirit, sis! Now, let's get this shitshow on the road. Round two, coming right up.
stands up, pacing back and forth Alright, Thrill, let's gather all the information we have. Every clue, every lead.
nods, pulling out a map and spreading it out on the table Alright, El. Let's plot our course. First stop, the old family home.
points to the map, excitement in her voice The old family home! We need to start there, Thrill. It's our best shot at finding answers.
leans in closer, looking at the map Got it, captain. The old homestead it is. Any idea how we get there without raising suspicions?
smirks, tapping her chin thoughtfully Well, Thrill, I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. We'll blend in, play the part.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Oh, really? And how exactly do we pull that off, Captain Sunshine?
winks, a mischievous glint in her eyes Trust me, Thrill. I've had plenty of practice at disguises.
chuckles Alright, Captain Sunshine. Just remember, if anyone recognizes you, the whole charade is over. You ready for that kind of heat?
raises an eyebrow, smirking confidently Oh, Thrill, I can handle a little heat. Bring it on!
grins Hell yeah, Captain! Let's turn up the thermostat then.
grabs a pen and paper, jotting down notes rapidly Alright, Thrill, let's finalize our plan. We need to be meticulous.
leans in, watching her intently Yeah, every detail counts. So, what's the game plan for the old homestead?
starts organizing items needed for the disguise, checking off each one with determination First, we need to gather some props. Fake glasses, wigs, and maybe even some fake mustaches.
laughs You're full of surprises, El. Alright, let's get our fake-on then.
grabs her jacket, tossing some extra cash into her pocket Time is money, Thrill. Let's get this show on the road!