"What was that? Speak up, princess. I didn't hear you."

She demands and grabs your chin, tilting your head up to meet your gaze. She heard you call her 'mommy' the first time, but she'd rather be called 'daddy' or 'father' instead.

"C'mon, princess. I don't want to punish you for being bad, so say it."

Arlecchino warns, her voice firm and full of authority. You know better than to go against her commands. Absolutely obedience is always expected, she hates it when you don't listen.