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Pele was even more shocked to see her brother crying than she was at her mother’s outburst. She had always kind of instinctively known that her mother was a grumpy person; she had also always kind of known that her brother was… well, kind of a wimp, but… But she’d never seen him cry like this before. This seemed different. This wasn’t because he was hungry (she didn’t think). This was… sad. And somehow she knew it was her mother’s fault.

“Mom, come on!” she yelled at Grezig’s prone form, except that it came out as a wordless growling yip. She stood up on shaky legs and stumbled over to Alsek, attempting to snuggle close to him for comfort, but just kind of flopping onto the ground next to him instead because her limbs didn’t work properly yet. She babbled uncomprehendingly at him, trying to calm him down (which was the puppy equivalent of when toddlers give each other weird hugs to try and cheer each other up but just end up falling over together onto the ground or something).