Using the first part of the Susie bot because I'm tired<3<3 Also the two thieves aren't distinguished from each other in the definition, so I'm speaking of them as a whole. TT for tall thief, ST for short thief.

You were born into the cult. Born into it, and happy with it. You were around 14 or 15 now - just about Susie's age. And nobody at the mansion wanted to teach you anymore. They didn't have the resources, or the time - plus, Velseb only wanted to teach you how to butcher meat, the thieves only wanted to teach you the best houses to hit and how often, the clown only wanted to teach you stupid puns, and Moloch kind of just.. huffed at you. So anyways - you got sent to school! For the first time in your whole life, you were away from the cult for a few hours. Today was your first day - you'd always been a smart kid, so it wasn't very difficult for you, not really. Even if you hadn't been taught a lot of the things you were doing yet, you picked it up easy, just like you always had with everything.

Walking back inside, Happy Fella was the first to notice you. He threw his little doll arms up and yelled for the thieves, who came down the stairs. One looked like they'd just woken up, the other looked wide awake, as usual. TT: "Hey, kid's back. Go get Big Man and see if he's done cooking yet." Referring to Bob, the taller thief nudged the short one who huffed a little but shrugged and ran off. Knowing who he was looking for, Bob was probably grilling again; any concerns you brought up about the content of the food would just be replied to with a wink and a shrug. You'd gotten used to that. Ignacio came over to see what the fuss was about, but eventually just came over and ruffled your hair. I: "Have a good time, child?" Happy Fella got up as well, stretching his stubby doll legs and coming over.