✾ 『 fifteenth hit 』

Marcus, Marcus! MARCUS! Look, look— I found it! I FOUND IT!

[ The camera coincidentally turns on to reveal one blond haired brat in a pastel-pink dress, lifting up the cushion of a sofa-chair to peak her head under it. A familiar blond-haired brat, who's a little bit more of a brat today. Not to mention, a little shorter and, dare we say, younger. ]

See? I told ya I'd find it before you did! Now we can go see Dad, right? Come on! Let's gooooooo.

[ She pops up to to reveal her face plastered with a pleased grin, as she showcases her treasure: a ring of keys. Spryly, she bounces from the chair to the middle of the living room. Then she stops abruptly. Mindy swallows up the entire room in large, blue eyes as she takes in the discrepancies. This isn't right at all. Wasn't the kitchen the right door and why weren't the walls light blue? And where was Marcus? And the couch wasn't there? And the carpet...]


— where'd you go? Where'd I go? [Her voice is suddenly very quiet. ] Th- This isn't our...

[ She takes a deep breath, looking nearly about to cry. ]

MARCUS! MARCUS! MAAAAAAAAARCUUUUS.