Dom: Hey, who are you?
Noah: I'm Noah, your nephew *laughs*
Dom: *tilts head* But how?
Noah: My mom is your sister.
Dom: Weird!
Noah: I know right? You're my uncle!
Dom: Double weird!
Dom: *sigh*
Noah: What's wrong?
Dom: It's my sister... or actually YOUR sister to be more exact, Spice. She's sick and I don't know what's wrong with her.
Noah: That's not good, is she gonna be ok?
Dom: I don't know :/
Noah: How about we play? Get your mind off your sister.
Dom: I don't think you can.
Noah: C'mon!
Noah runs to the ball.
Dom: What's that??
Noah: Ball! You never saw a ball before?
Dom: Is it safe?
Noah: *laughs* Of course! It's fun!
Noah: Fun right?
Dom: Uh, I guess...
Dom: What's this?
Noah: That, my friend, is a branch.
Dom: Is a branch fun?
Noah: They're pretty boring.
Noah: So, are you still sad?
Dom: I'm still worried, Cinnamon said she could die!
Noah: Why don't we go find her and see if she's ok?
Dom: Ok!
Noah: Let's check in here first.
Dom: This is where I saw her last. She normally sleeps in this room.
Noah: Great!
Dom: That's weird, she's not here.
Noah: Where could she be?
Noah: Do you know where she went, Meomi?
Meomi: I don't know where she went. Maybe check in the kitchen?
Dom: To the kitchen we go!
Noah: Maybe she was hungry and came to get a snack.
Dom: Maybe.
Dom: She's not here either!
Noah: Where else could she have gone?
Dom: I know where she could be...
Noah: Oh! You guys are here! You gotta help us.
Cinnamon: Hey look, it's our little bro, Noah.
Sugar: What's up small stuff?
Noah: Have you seen Spice?
Sugar: She's in the family room.
Noah: No she's not, we were just there.
Cinnamon: We?
Noah: Dom, he's right...
Cinnamon: *giggles* Wittle puppy was tired.
Noah: I guess, we've been playing a lot today.
Sugar: So you're saying Spice isn't in the family room?
Noah: Nor the backyard.
Cinnamon: Where else could she have gone?
Sugar: I'm not sure. Once small-fry wakes up, we'll go check the family room again.
Sugar: Dom! We're tired of waiting for you!
Dom: *opens eyes* Huh?
Cinnamon: *nudges Cinnamon*
Sugar: What?
Noah: I told you she wasn't here.
Sugar: I don't understand, she was here not long ago.
Cinnamon: Maybe she went to see her baby-daddy.
Noah: Baby-daddy?
Cinnamon: Didn't you hear? Spice is P-R-E-G-N-A-N-T
Sugar: Did you really have to spell it out?
Noah: So she's not going to die?
Cinnamon: Don't be ridiculous! Now where did you hear something that crazy.
Sugar: *rolls eyes*
Dom: *thinks* So she IS going to be ok. *smiles to himself*
Noah: But we still don't know where she went and I have to go home now.
Sugar: She can't be far, don't worry about it little brother. Have a safe trip home, we'll find her.
Dom: Thanks for helping me with my.. uh.. your sis. Will you come over to play again soon?
Noah: Sure thing! See yas!
Cinnamon: See you, Noah!