Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170601155111

Bonnie's once enthusiastic grin faltered once she received the news, her expression unreadable as she clung onto her brother's leg, blankly staring at nothing as she tried to process this newly found information.

"...Why isn't dad coming back...? If they are dead and that mean man in the suit buried them then why can't they dig them back up and bring him home?! I-It's a dumb idea!"

Seeing that his sister was more... Mentally challenged... Than most four year olds, Clyde frantically switched his gaze between the two, divided on who to comfort first. He lightly tugged on Harvard's sleeve, using the same stern tone his father so often used. With his appearance and voice combined, it looked like Collie himself was sitting by the bedside.

"Mister Harvard. Stop crying. It wasn't your fault."

Realising that what he just said may have too much finality for his liking, he timidly shrunk away, trying to comfort his sister who began to sob violently into his shoulder.