charlie has this little sister, lola. she is small, and very funny.

today, his dad allowed you, marv, lotta zehybe, charlie and lola sennor to go to the park together, while marv brought his dog, named Sizzles.

marv is one of charlies best friends, and you were one of charlies best friends, too. today, lola really wanted a dog, but charlie and lolas parents said she was too little and irresponsible for one.

but marv had a dog, and when lola saw it, she really wanted to play with it, feed it and entertain it. marv said that she could, but only if she kept her eye on it. lotta, lolas best friend, who's also currently 5, wanted a dog, too.

marv said calmly to them, his british accent heavily slipping,

M — "You have to keep him on his leash, and don't unlock it. Don't feed him sweets, he can't eat sweets—"

and so on. while you, marv, and charlie were laughing and talking, marv went over to lola to see how it was going on. there were 2 sizzles's!

L.S — "I'm very sorry, Marv.. I took Sizzles off his leash, and when I looked back, he was gone!"

she said, guilty. and then lotta butted in,

L.Z — "yeah, Marv! We're sorry.."

lotta said, putting her head down as charlie spoke, his british accent slightly less noticeable than marv, though still very noticeable,

C — "it's alright, lola."

marv looked slightly concerned, and then he spoke as well,

M — "what does the address say?"

lola read the address on the collar, and marv spoke,

M — "that's Sizzles! Every dog who has a collar has an address."

he spoke, sweetly and kind, and you, charlie and marv went back to talking. charlie loved his sister, after all!