Sarcopholacooda 2026/09/08(Tue)03:30 No. 1131764 ID: 330254
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We return to the village of Du-Gar; a warm alp on the eve of summer! You can find anything you need within walking distance. All hardworking men and women freshen up for the day at Dama’s Bathhouse before opening their--

“Sashi! Leave some yam milk for your brothers!”

Uhm--a-hem before opening their--

“You better not be taking up all the hot water, Deemus!”

“We got, like, 5 boilers dude!”

Where--

“Has anyone seen my pants?”

“Nummax, you are NOT wearing that at the temple! Get out of those!”

“MOOOM! Del just spat at me!! Gross!”

“No I didn’t!”

Wh--

“Vikta! Get out of bed this instant! We’re leaving in ten minutes!”

Oh, forget it!!

Sarcopholacooda 2026/09/08(Tue)03:30 No. 1131765 ID: 330254
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There’s no solace in this house once the Yamelle-Damas are awake!! Ma opens the bedroom curtains to let the light beam on her second-youngest (aged 6). The wrinkly one grumblesighs like his father.

Vikta: Why do we gotta go to the dumb temple anyway? It’s the middle of the week!

Yamelle: I better not hear that kinda talk when we’re over there! You’re paying your respects to your pantheon!

Yamelle: Out of bed, now! Git! Git! Git!

Vikta: I am! I am!

Yamelle 2026/09/08(Tue)03:31 No. 1131766 ID: 330254
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Having three children was a juggling act, but four is really pushing it! Mama Yamelle huffs and returns to the kitchen where Sashi (9), Deemus (or “Del”, 8), and Nummax (4) make a ruckus at the table.

Sashi: Ugh, swineberry crunch? There’s never anything new around hereeee.

Yamelle: Huff... well go eat the rest of those brittle chips in the pantry.

Sashi: Mooooom I hate brittle chips!

Yamelle: I thought you liked brittle chips!

Sashi: Mom! You always do that! I stopped eating them when I was, like, four!

Del: Yeah, and Nummax licks every chip and puts them back.

Nummax: No I don’t!

Del: Yuh-huh. I saw you lick all the powder off of each and every one and put them back.

Nummax: NO I DON’T STOP LYIIIING!

The furless youngster groggily steps into the dining room.

Sashi: Well look who finally showed up.

Del: Taking a break from your cave dwelling?

Vikta: Screw this. I’m going back to my room.

Yamelle: Vikta! You’re not wearing a tank top to pray! You’ll freeze and have to hug your brothers again!

Vikta: But all my robes are in the laundry.

Yamelle: Now!

Dama is below with the customers, likely behind the register at the bottom of the stairs. Yamelle is at her limit as problems don’t solve themselves. She used to be so good to keep them all in line. In any case, which task is imperative?
>a. Finish making breakfast
>b. Separate Del and Nummax
>c. Dress Vikta properly
>d. Threaten to ground someone if they don’t behave
>e. Put the fear of Dama in all of them

You better D-liver on that threat.

D.
Give Sashi a bowl of brittlechips out of spite and make Del and Nummax do chores for being annoying.
Congratulate Vikta on being the least annoying child.

A) if you don't there will be hunger complaints on top of all the other ones later

B. Best way to do this is to have one of them do the laundry so that Vikta can dress properly. two birds one stone.

A! Food is a quick path to soothing emotional troubles! Failing that then you could just threaten to ground them.