“Ughhhhh.. The twins are fussy again..” he sighs and tries to calm his children “sweetie.. Don't cry. Your toys are still there, why do you have to bother with them?”

“And zia, you're a sister, you should have given up for a sister. You still have a lot of toys. Pity zie wept because her toy was retaken.” Zayne carries the two children

“Shhhh.. Wait for mommy to come, she's still in the kitchen.”