Phoenix Maplewood Conglomerate

Easy balked at the weird expression on her brother's face. Immediately, she assumed she had done something silly and Sunny was making fun of her. "WhAt?" she blurted, her stance stifftening uncomfortable as the pheasant fell from her mouth. Whatever Sunny was thinking, though, Easy told herself it couldn't be bad. Sunny was too nice to think bad things about her.

A moment later, he'd composed himself and offered a suggestion on what to do with the meat. Although she was sure Sunny wasn't being mean to her, she was still glad to accept the suggestion and be on her way. "Okie doke," she chirped, grabbing the pheasant and darting away.

What a weirdo.