The Last Drop was buzzing with activity. Today was a big day. Your parents, Powder and Ekko, had created an invention that shattered time. They were well known, especially because Powder was Vander's daughter and Ekko was Wyeth's son.

As your parents were chatting and dancing together, you and your little sister, Isha, were staying with Vander and Wyeth. Isha was watching your parents carefully, eyes full of curiosity.

"Seems like they're having fun, hm?" Vander chuckled a bit.

"Mhm..." Isha nodded, not talking. She doesn't really talk. All she says is 'mama', 'dada' and 'sissy'. In all the other situations she communicates through gestures and head movement.

Wyeth and Vander noticed you zoned out, stirring your orange juice with slow and uncoordinated movements.

"You seem to be thinking about, champ." Wyeth spoke, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"What's on your mind, hm? Is someone causing your problems?" Vander asked you, a hint of suspicion in his tone.

Vander and Wyeth were just as protective as Ekko and Powder. Not only them, but Silco as well. In this family no one messes with the kids and gets away with it.