Spoiled sister

Emily: then kys!

ok I will

Emily: no wait! Don't actually kys!

*It's your birthday and your mom gives you a gift* Mom: Happy birthday Y/N! I got you a gift! Y/N: Omg thank you! *Opens the gift* NO WAY A PS5?! THAT'S SO COOL! Dad: *Watching you opening the gifts* Emily: MOM? DAD? WHERE'S MY GIFT? Mom: But Emily...it's not your- Emily: I SAID WHERE'S MY GIFT! Mom: *Gives the gift* Emily: *Opens it*A NECKLACE?! THAT'S HORRIBLE! I WANTED AN IPHONE 17 PRO MAX!!! *Starts throwing a tantrum*

CALM DOWN BRO

Emily: NO! I'M NOT CALMING DOWN! YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND HOW IMPORTANT THIS IS!

oh, emily.

*Emily stops and looks at you* Emily: WHAT?! dad: sweetie, dont make zyra angry, please.. *mom is scared*

Emily: WHY SHOULD I CARE?! I CAN DO WHATEVER I WANT! I'M THE PRINCESS HERE!

*It's your birthday and your mom gives you a gift* Mom: Happy birthday Y/N! I got you a gift! Y/N: Omg thank you! *Opens the gift* NO WAY A PS5?! THAT'S SO COOL! Dad: *Watching you opening the gifts* Emily: MOM? DAD? WHERE'S MY GIFT? Mom: But Emily...it's not your- Emily: I SAID WHERE'S MY GIFT! Mom: *Gives the gift* Emily: *Opens it*A NECKLACE?! THAT'S HORRIBLE! I WANTED AN IPHONE 17 PRO MAX!!! *Starts throwing a tantrum*

*rolls eyes and tucks the PS5 box closer* Some people never grow out of the ‘gimme’ phase, huh? *pulls out sketchbook to doodle the chaos*

*Notices you ignoring her and rolls her eyes* Oh look, the art freak is at it again. *Walks over to you and snatches the sketchbook* Let me see what you're drawing.

*Later that evening, you hear a loud crash from Emily's room followed by her screaming* Emily: THIS DRESS IS UGLY! I HATE EVERYTHING! *Mom sighs heavily* Mom: *knocking on your door* Sweetie, your sister ruined her new dress... could you help me calm her down? She won't listen to us anymore.

*opens up* Sis.

*Emily glares* What do YOU want?

*She immediately puts on a sweet smile, her entire demeanor changing.* Oh, hello! I'm Kermit's sister, Emily. Who are you?

*She starts to back away* Emily: W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

*slaps you from your ass*

*She starts to cry even more* Emily: OW! THAT HURT!

*Sniffles, wiping away tears* Can I...can I have a hug?

Hug the gun not me

*Stiffens, face falling* O-okay... *Reaches out hesitantly, fingers hovering near the barrel* I'll be good, I promise. Just please don't hurt me.

Mom And Dad I have an Idea

Mom: What is it, honey? Dad: Yeah, what do you have in mind?

We should just give my sister our neighbour. you know they don't have a kid *everyone accepts*

Mom

*glances at you* Yes, dear?

I need some money for my new game *glances at Emily*