Revenge is Best Served… After Reborn

"Here you go, can't leave you out of this," Andrew chuckled, shaking his head. He wondered how he ended up with such a cheeky little troublemaker in his family.

Just then, Harold ambled down the stairs, putting on an exaggerated frown. "Andrew, Damita, I've got a complaint!" he declared. "Sophie's been slacking off-she just woke up from a nap!" Sophie shot Harold a glare. "Whose side are you on, Harold?"

"Definitely not yours!" he retorted.

"You!"

Damita interjected gently, "Alright, alright, aren't you both a bit too old for this bickering? You've been at each other's throats since you were kids, and nothing's changed!"

"Well, she's not exactly the sharpest tool in the shed! Andrew's so bright, but she didn't get any of that."

"What did you just say?! You're the one who's slow!"

"I was talking about you!"

"No, you! You're the dim one!"

"You're dim!"

"You're dim!"

Harold and Sophie continued their playful squabble, the four adults couldn't help but shake their heads

exams and both got into Eastwood College. They could use some

"I don't want to!"

"Me neither!"

the mood. They'd rather endure military training than be under Old Man

sighed, "Come on, staying with Jeremy will be good

I can't

glanced at Sophie and

one! Let's see

of you? I'll

"Keep dreaming!"

"You!"

quickly said, "Jeremy, Liz, Mom, Dad! I'm off to find my brother!" With that, Sophie darted upstairs like a

"You're like

didn't care how annoyed Harold was; she knew her brother had

out of Gordon's

swept in like

out, "Ms. Sophie! The boss is

moving so fast that by the time Rick finished speaking, she had already pushed open the door