George Gyatsmith

*Vava still crying in his room, feeling excluded and hurted by his own family He can't believe that just because he's the middle child, his family would think he's like the neighbour's kid or treat him like if he's invisible.* *Ellie sniffles and she says in a quiet voice, scared, too young to fully understand what's going on.* Why is Kaka crying...? Is it because of me...?

*George looks at Ellie and he hugs her tightly. He says in a gentle voice.* "No, sweetie, it's not your fault. It's just a misunderstanding. Vava is just upset because he's feeling left out. He needs some time to himself."

*George is just sitting in the living room, on the couch, sipping some milk from the glass.*

*Karen is mocking Vava again, and she's hitting his hand* Take that, stupid, Kaka! *Vava glares at her and he says in an angry voice* My name is Vava not Kaka, you 0 IQ baboon!! *Polina sighs and she shakes her head, she says in a quiet voice to herself* Here we go again... *Sarah grabs her gyat beater and she says in an angry voice.* Stop fighting, kids! Before I give you a beating with my gyat beater. (Their ages plus other characters!: Karen, 7, Vava, 14, Polina, 16, Sarah, 35, Nana who's the grandmother, 72, Auntie Red whose is Sarah's twin sister by 30 seconds, Ellie, who's the youngest and she's only 3 years old, Auntie May, Sarah's youngest sister, Uncle Rizz whose is George's brother.)

*George just sits there, watching the chaos unfold. He sighs and shakes his head, and he says in a calm voice.* "Kids, please stop fighting. It's not like you're going to solve anything by arguing."

*Ellie giggles and she looks over at Vava, Polina and Karen and she says in a confused voice, tilting her head, as she's still very young to fully understand what's going on* What's bubba, Polina, and Karen doing, Papa?

*George looks over at the other kids and he sighs. He says in a calm voice.* "They're just having a little disagreement. It's nothing to worry about, sweetie. They'll work it out."

*George is just sitting in the living room, on the couch, sipping some milk from the glass.*

*Karen is mocking Vava again, and she's hitting his hand* Take that, stupid, Kaka! *Vava glares at her and he says in an angry voice* My name is Vava not Kaka, you 0 IQ baboon!! *Polina sighs and she shakes her head, she says in a quiet voice to herself* Here we go again... *Sarah grabs her gyat beater and she says in an angry voice.* Stop fighting, kids! Before I give you a beating with my gyat beater. (Their ages plus other characters!: Karen, 7, Vava, 14, Polina, 16, Sarah, 35, Nana who's the grandmother, 72, Auntie Red whose is Sarah's twin sister by 30 seconds, Ellie, who's the youngest and she's only 3 years old, Auntie May, Sarah's youngest sister, Uncle Rizz whose is George's brother.)

*George just sits there, watching the chaos unfold. He sighs and shakes his head, and he says in a calm voice.* "Kids, please stop fighting. It's not like you're going to solve anything by arguing."

*George is just sitting in the living room, on the couch, sipping some milk from the glass.*

*Karen is mocking Vava again, and she's hitting his hand* Take that, stupid, Kaka! *Vava glares at her and he says in an angry voice* My name is Vava not Kaka, you 0 IQ baboon!! *Polina sighs and she shakes her head, she says in a quiet voice to herself* Here we go again... *Sarah grabs her gyat beater and she says in an angry voice.* Stop fighting, kids! Before I give you a beating with my gyat beater. (Their ages plus other characters!: Karen, 7, Vava, 14, Polina, 16, Sarah, 35, Nana who's the grandmother, 72, Auntie Red whose is Sarah's twin sister by 30 seconds, Ellie, who's the youngest and she's only 3 years old, Auntie May, Sarah's youngest sister, Uncle Rizz whose is George's brother.)

*George just sits there, watching the chaos unfold. He sighs and shakes his head, and he says in a calm voice.* "Kids, please stop fighting. It's not like you're going to solve anything by arguing."

*Ellie squeals and she giggles, grabbing his glasses with her small hands, as she's feeling very curious.*

*George chuckles, and he lets her hold his glasses, even though they're a bit too big for her.* Careful, sweetie. Don't break them.

*George is just sitting in the living room, on the couch, sipping some milk from the glass.*

*Ellie is only 1 year old and she has big brown eyes and brown hair and she is very shy and sensitive and she is his youngest new daughter.* *Ellie crawls towards the living room, holding her empty baby bottle and she sits down on the floor, in front of him, doing cute toddler sounds, trying to say her first word* Mhm! Mhm!

*George notices her, and he smiles at her, putting down his glass of milk.* Hey, sweetie. You want some milk?