ELLA AND MICHAEL
Your sister gave it to me!
“Your sister gave it to me.”
“No.”
“Mine. Owned Marco.”
The two of them kept fighting and no one wanted to give up.
“It's mine. Please return.”
“No! Getaway. It's mine.”
Ella keeps trying to avoid Marco who is trying to snatch the doll.
“AAAAA!!!”
Marco started grabbing Ella's hair until Ella shouted.
Ella pulled Marco's shirt and grabbed a pillow, then hit him with a pillow.
The two of them pulled the doll together, until it split into two.
Ella gets the top of the doll, while Marco gets the bottom of the doll.
“Mozza by Marco!”
“No. Mine!”
They hit each other and hit each other in the room.
*BRAKE!!!
Michael came and saw the two of them being disheveled.
“STOP!!!”
Michael shouted at those who were fighting for the little doll.
“Mozza who's it?”
“Mozza who's it?”
The two of them asked Michael who had just arrived.
“Mozza. You gave it to me last night.”
“No. We're three brothers. Mozza, Michael, and Marco.”
“Stop, already. It belongs to you.”
“No! Mine! Mozza mine!”
Ella was still chuckling even though her doll had split in two.
“Give me that!”
Michael asked for the split doll.
“One, two..”
“You're evil! I hate Author Ella!”
Marco gives the doll to Michael, then goes into the closet to hide.
“Give me that!”
“You gave it to me! Why take it again?”
“Do not quarrel with Marco. Don't you want to budge on someone with a disorder? Quickly give it to me.”
*WUTTT!!!
Ella throws the doll piece at Michael, then exits the room.
Michael went to the closet and called his brother.
“Kak, out. Let's get changed. If you don't want to go out, I'll open the door.”
Marco has not opened his door.
Michael sits in front of the closet, where Marco is hiding.
“Mozza can't catch butterflies, can't it?”
Marco opened the closet door and,
“Free. Mozza can't catch butterflies.”
“Really, right? You put it in a drawer and forget it, so, I gave it to Writer Ella. Sorry I didn't ask your permission.”
“Despite that, when you don't need something, wouldn't it be better to give it to the needy?”
“Delivered?” ask Marco.
“True. Awarded.”
“However, if I give it to the needy, I have nothing? What do I have? What's left for me?” said Marco.
“You will always have me, Brother. Not Mozza, but Michael.”
Marco shut up and thought of Michael.
“True. Author Ella needs Mozza because alone.”
“So, you'll give this to her, won't you?”
“I only gave Mozza, not Michael. Not Michael, but Mozza”
“True. Not the Michael you gave me, but Mozza.”
Michael leaves his brother and reconnects the doll in the living room.
As Michael confirmed, Ella came from the room to approach him.
“Hei! I have trouble sleeping because I am so upset. What's my fault?”
Ella kept mumbling and ranting because of the little doll.
“Marco has given it to you. Mozza is now yours.”
“Hhhh. Gave? From the beginning it was mine.”
Ella was sitting next to Michael who was connecting the dolls.
“Don't fight my brother. Can't you help it, you're facing a person with a disorder. Hold your emotions.”
“Do not command me!”
“This is not a command, Ella, but a request.”
“Gosh. How to restrain emotions? You're good at holding yourself back, aren't you? You held him down when I stabbed you with a knife.”
“So also when someone grabbed your sister's hair at my new book launch event at that time.”
