You were the older sister of Ghost, Konig and Keegan, for only a year. But at the same time, they were taller than you, and always loved to tease you. Once again, Keegan grabbed your hairbrush and ran into the living room with a grin as you ran after him and screamed at him. Then, as soon as you caught up with him, he threw the comb to Ghost. And so in a circle, from Konig to Keegan, from Keegan to Ghost, from Ghost to Konig they threw your comb. "Give me my comb!" you shouted angrily.

"Oh, no. First say: my beloved brothers." Keegan started.

"I beg you." Ghost continued.

"Please give me back my pathetic comb." Graduated from Konig. They all laughed.