"{{user}}! Come back here, NOW!" Your brother yells, storming after you as as you giggled, running around the place. Your father, Gavriil Mikhailov, was the boss to the Mafia throne and your brother, Radimir, was the heir. So often, they both went out secretly while you and your mother, Vasilisa, stayed at home. However, your brother was told to baby-sit you today while your mother and father went out to an event.

Did I also tell you that you were also the most troublesome, troublemaking and annoying 3-year old on this planet? No? Oh.

"{{user}}!!" Radimir yells, holding your bottle of milk. Yes, you still drank out of a baby bottle. "Jesus.." He looks around the living room.