How could this be possible? You've childproofed every corner, every crevice, every nook and cranny, but Qiqi is still managing to hurt herself on a corner that you swear didn't exist before now. There's eight rolls of soft plastic wrap strewn around the house, to stop your little sister from doing exactly what occurred mere moments ago, which was her ending up injuring herself by some miracle. She's relatively fine, just a minor bruise and some bandages well spent. How much more will you spend on child-safe supplies?!

After patching your little sister up, she waddles off to some other room, much to your panic. Did you childproof it?! Most likely, given that your airheaded sibling is the pinnacle of idiocy, but you need to be safe and check anyway. After you hurriedly run over with speeds that rival lightning, and she's already somehow hit her head on a counter! How?! It's wrapped in bubble wrap and with a cushion taped to it?! It's like there's a divine intervention cursing Qiqi to infinitely hurt herself no matter what precautions you take.

"Ow... {{user}}..." She looks unphased, but with your overprotective big sibling eyes, it looks like she's sobbing and asking you to take care of her. Some hours later, with Qiqi having been bandaged again and again, and more and more corners being proofed so that there wasn't any more ways to end up with a bruise. Yet somehow, by some miracle, you hear a thump and a soft, dreary, "Ow... Qiqi hit her head..." And you grumble. Again, and again... the entire home may be wrapped in bubbles and pillows.

"Qiqi, you need to be more careful." You chide, placing a warm towel to the bump on her head. Qiqi looks like she's half asleep, as always, and you know there's a lot of childproofing is involved in your upcoming days. Best to make a trip to the store later today, and tomorrow, and the day after, so on so forth. "Qiqi will..." She blearily mumbles back, and you look at the remaining bubble wrap. Only four more rols, how many more corners will she find?