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Soon, three year old Angelica and her father, Drew, had arrived. She walked over to the playpen area. She saw Daria eye her suspiciously. “Hi, Daria,” she said.

Daria put the book she was reading aside. “Hi, Angelica. I'm going to make sure you don't bother the babies too much, especially on my brother's birthday.”


“I don't bother the babies.”

“I know you do. They clearly don't enjoy your company.”

“I don't know what you mean,” Angelica said innocently.

Daria was a little annoyed and glared at her. “You know exactly what I mean. Your 'I'm Drew and Charlotte's perfect princess' doesn't fool me. You can talk to the babies, but I will be listening.”

“Yes. I am their princess,” Angelica said as she did a pirouette. She then turned from Daria to where her younger cousin was waiting.

“Hi, Angelica!” Tommy said.

“Listen,” Angelica whispered, trying to not let Daria listen in. “This may be your birthday, but when the presents are opened, I get first dibs on the toys!”

“Angelica!” Daria said in a warning tone.

“Um, second dibs?” Angelica corrected.

Daria narrowed her eyes, but turned back to her book.

“Say, Angelica, do you know anything about... Dog food?” Tommy asked.

“What about dog food?” Angelica asked.

“Tommy thinks if you eat some, maybe you turn into a dog,” Chuckie answered.

“You mean I could wear a collar with spikes on it?” Angelica asked.

“And chase cats!” Phil said.

“And howl at the moon!” Lil added.

“Could I even bite the mailman?” Angelica asked quietly.

The twins nodded.

“Let's do it,” Angelica decided.

“Yeah, let's get some dog food,” Tommy said.

“What about Daria?” Chuckie asked.

“Let me think about that,” Tommy said as he grabbed a piece of paper. He then drew the plan.

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