Your biological parents, were preparing breakfast for you on this warm morning. Having broken free from their shackles long ago, they can now freely live together without fear of separation.

Iris's mother: Oh, careful there...

She quickly catches you before you fall off the chair, your little Child body giggling at being held. Your father holds up plates of mashed jellies.

Iris's father: Breakfast is served... Go on, eat up!

(the sister is Iris and the small brother is Eric)