Richard, on his birthday, received a camera from his Uncle Anthony, whom he affectionately calls Rich Uncle because he is a CEO and lives with his wife in a mansion in the North of Petronia. This happened because Richard had a passion for drawing objects, people, and landscapes that he observed. Everything was in his diary. Elizabeth, at the time, had somehow managed to capture his diary, which was almost a vital goal for her. Even at 5 years old (1974), she came up with a small plan to try to get that diary. When she got it, she was frustrated. Not because of the content, but because she couldn't read yet and decipher Richard's scribbles, which looked like a doctor's handwriting.

Elizabeth always had a special love and curiosity for her brother, more than for anything else: since she was very little, there was a period when she refused to stay in anyone's arms except her brother's. It was a tiring period for Richard, as he was obliged to put her to sleep every single day and afternoon. Even so, Richard, being more reserved or due to his shy nature in showing mutual love or any feelings, didn't reciprocate the affection she had for him equally. This never discouraged her from exploring him more and more.
With very few centimeters at the time, she seemed as small as an 80 cm stuffed animal. She had the same cheek mark as Richard, which she originally inherited from their mother, Victoria. This earned her the nickname "Shorty" given by Richard, who made jokes and teased her whenever they were fighting.
She was also the most spoiled by their parents, who, although she loved her brother almost incomprehensibly, always reported him to their parents if he didn't comply with her wishes or when he played a trick on her, like the time he gave her a flower with a bug crawling on the petals. The scandal and the little rabbit's high-pitched screams were so loud that people thought she was being attacked. That day, Richard was punished, but it spurred him to play more and more pranks on her. Whether scaring her in the dark with a wooden mask or other pranks like throwing cold water while she was taking a hot bath, she always cried, screamed, and kicked, making Richard run like a criminal fleeing the police. A few minutes later, she was already playing (or trying to) with Richard again. Occasionally, misunderstandings occurred, and she or he ended up impatient and exchanged small slaps.
She always liked to dress cutely, with small frilly dresses of relatively medium cost that her parents always bought for her. Richard found it absurd because she grew quickly, and soon, all those clothes no longer fit her. The truth is, Elizabeth was almost like a doll to Victoria, who loved to decorate and spoil her.

Later that afternoon, she called and revealed to Tio Rico that Richard drew very well, showing one of the drawings she had stolen from Richard to their uncle. He was so impressed that he considered trying to introduce his nephew to the world of photography. Richard's mother, Victoria, Tio Rico's sister, joked and called him crazy when he said, "Photography makes money," or when he mentioned that he had a huge collection of photographs ranging from 1921 to this year, 1974.

Victoria, unlike Andreh, Richard and Elizabeth's father, came from an upper-class family. Her father inherited an oil company, the second largest in Petronia, responsible for a considerable percentage of sales.
Just like the little sibling pair she had conceived, she was also part of a sibling pair, herself and Anthony. But what happened with Richard and Elizabeth didn't happen with Victoria and Anthony.

***

Year 1975, September, Bunnis' House.

On Richard's 16th birthday, he received a well-decorated gift from his uncle. He couldn't attend the party because he was on business trips. Back then, presents were only opened after everyone had left. Music from the time, a beautiful cake, and friends.

Elizabeth seemed more excited than him to open the presents. Just the fact that there were surprises made her wide-eyed and agitated.

"A camera? Cool!" Exclaimed Richard while examining the object. He unwrapped a small box that was inside the bigger box. It was a set of Polaroid film from a famous brand. That seemed to be the most mature gift for him.

"Anthony and his craziness..." Commented Victoria. "This is his doing, apparently, he wants you to become a photographer."

"Well... I don't know if I could become a good photographer... I think my strength is really drawing, mom..." Said Richard while still examining the camera.

"Can I hold it?" Elizabeth asked with a pleading look.

"No-" Richard noticed his mother watching him, almost frowning. "Sure, sure... Here you go," he said, handing it over with a nervous laugh.

"Why isn't the photo coming out?" She said while pressing the photo-taking button, but without any result.

"He hasn't put the film in yet, sweetheart," said Victoria.

"Yes, yes," said Richard, taking the camera from her hand. "Later, I will take some photos, then I'll take some of you."

The next day, Richard left his camera stored in the drawer next to his bed and didn't touch it again for a long time. Every day, no matter how rainy it was, Richard always went to visit his two friends and almost protectors: John and Joe. Because they were older boys, Richard's other classmates didn't bully him as much. The three of them talked about all sorts of topics. Richard didn't understand some things, but to appear adult, he pretended to understand and laughed along with the two.

John Weasel, as he was called for being a weasel with a questionable sense of humor, was the son of immigrant parents. He had a long and flexible body and a smile that made his face look stranger than it already was, seeming malevolent. Even so, he was as fast as a bullet, being the most agile of all. He teased Richard the most, calling him naive and weak. John was a student and Richard's classmate. They became friends during an inter-class football match. John was two years older than Richard and graduated earlier. Despite being a loafer and delinquent, he was still very smart and intelligent, getting some of the highest grades in school. After leaving school, he decided to live with Joe, loafing around. It is unknown why he threw himself into that world, but he seemed to like it. Even so, he lived lying to his mother, who begged him to get a steady job. He always said he got some part-time jobs 'selling some things.'

Joe was a mongrel dog. Athletic, he had the biggest body and was the oldest among the three. Living on the streets, he had two droopy ears, a gloomy look, and large dark circles under his eyes, a result of his vagrancy periods when he slept very late, if at all. It was suspected that he had an alcohol addiction, but it was never proven or even seen. Even so, he was the smartest and wisest among the three, due to his age and greater experience on the street. He had already been arrested once for theft and vagrancy (abolished six years later), but was released. The other boys were afraid of him because he exaggerated this fact, saying he was imprisoned for major and bizarre crimes.

One day, Joe brought a magazine he had bought. It had women, naked women. In all the poses they could imagine, showing everything. Since Joe already had an active sexual life, either because he had been with some girls who liked his somewhat bad boy style or with some cheap prostitutes, to seem astute and wise, and to provide a topic for conversation throughout the day, Joe decided to display that magazine. It was a Friday afternoon, so Richard was about to arrive.

"Hey, loser, check out what I got here," said Joe, showing the magazine on a random page. "Have you ever seen one of these?"

John just laughed and repeated, "Have you seen one, Ric?"

Joe turned to John and said, "Don't make fun, you haven't seen one of these either, idiot."

Richard was fixated on the image until he returned his attention to the conversation.

"N-No... Yes! Yes, I have!" Exclaimed Richard. "I've even taken photos!"

"Really? So, where are they?"

"I... lost them," said Richard, lying and feeling cornered by the curious and disbelieving looks of the two boys. He was against the wall.

"Check this out, Joe, our little boy has a tent pitched!" Said John, teasing and diverting the subject.

"Damn, sorry, guys," said Richard, trying to hide the bulge in his pants by placing his backpack in front. "G-Guys... I have to go," said Richard, running back home.

The two kept laughing and shouting indirect comments at Richard as he disappeared from sight.

***

Bunnis House, August of the same year.

Richard is sitting on the bed. He alternated between checking out the entire camera and the manual to see how it worked. Mira, he tries to press the button and checks again.
He looks behind his bed and comes across something cute, but it scares him. It was Elizabeth's head resting on the other side of the bed, looking at him with her ears up.

“Crosses, girl, get out of there!” shouts Richard. She gets up and sits next to him, still curious about the camera.

Her little hands, small and fuzzy, tried to reach the camera in Richard's hands. He raised it high above his head with the intention of not reaching it. She starts kicking and screaming at her mother.

“Shut up, Elizabeth!” says Richard angrily.

"I want to see!! Give it to me!", she says in a tearful tone.

Richard lets out a sigh and hands the camera to her, but still holding it lightly just for her to look at and he quickly takes it.
He aims the camera at her, which makes her more curious and at the same time happy. She approaches, trying to look into the lens. Richard moves her away, putting her in the same pose.
*CLICK*

Extremely excited to quickly see the photo, she drops her pose and quickly pulls the camera out of Richard's hands.

"DAMMIT, ELIZABETH, GIVE ME BACK!" Richard shouts in a way never seen before.

She just collapses and stares at the floor, ears down, as she swings her legs on the bed, handing the camera back without looking at Richard's face.

"I'm sorry, Li, you just can't take things like that, you know." Richard apologizes, stroking and twirling her loose hair. This act was almost a hobby of Richard's.
She just lets out a soft moan that seems to be one of sadness.

"Calm down, Li, it's just a few minutes. This polaroid takes a little while to develop"

Suddenly, a strange and intrusive thought invaded his mind like a kick in a door. 'Elizabeth is a woman, right? What if... I would take a photo similar to that girl in Joe's magazine?'
He then begins to pull the waistband of Elizabeth's small shorts and panties, who was still looking at the floor. Upon noticing this, she looks at her brother confused and says: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Ah... Nothing, I just saw something in a magazine belonging to some friends. It showed some things, like that", Richard tries to come up with an excuse.

"But what do you mean? Were there girls showing WeeWee?" She asks even more curiously, but with a critical intonation.

"N-No... Actually, yes. But they were human, you know? Then I wanted... uhhh... It was more or less like that", Richard says as he asks her to take off her clothes, even reluctantly.

"Why are you closing the door?" Elizabeth says as she undresses.

"It's... It's a secret game, you know? Secret agent!"

"Ahhh! Cool!!!", she exclaims. "M-Me... Help here", she ends up tangling herself in the shirt.

Undressed bunny, she didn't really know what was going to happen and looked at Richard curiously while he just looked back at her.

"Is that how they do it?", she says while imitating models from a regular magazine and a cartoon, placing her hands on her waist and one of her legs in front.

"Align your legs, so your WeeWee appears...", Richard says, holding himself up as he shakes.
Even though most of Elizabeth's baths, diaper changes and clothing changes have been done or helped by Richard since she was 10, seeing Elizabeth in that pose, 'Displaying' herself to him in a 'sexual' way left him gasping for breath. and very erect. Still, he tried to hide it, crossing his legs and sitting cross-legged on his bed in an attempt to hide that bulge.
*CLICK*
Photo taken, he remains mesmerized by his sister. An unsustainable desire to penetrate that small vulva came into his head.
'Fuck... I had never thought about that side... I only had this feeling with older girls, what's my problem?'

Elizabeth realizes that the previous photo was already developed, so she quickly takes it from Richard's drawer, falls onto her stomach and admires the photo.
Richard notices that little ass next to her and stares at it. It seemed like a competition between who would blink first, her ass or Richard's glazed look. He quickly shakes his head, regaining his concentration on the photograph and says: "Elizabeth... Get on all fours, like a... Kitten!"

"Like this?" She complies, getting up and getting into Doggystyle. "Meow... Teeheeheheh!" She lets out a laugh.
*CLICK*
After coming to her senses, Elizabeth begins to blush and feel a feeling that only came when she saw a little crush at school. She was embarrassed, lowered her ears and tried to hide her eyes with her ears. But this time she froze. She felt her body heat up and her cheeks heat up even more, tingling. Her pussy also started to tingle to the point where she started touching it to try and feel the heat inside.
Richard immediately stops her from doing so, telling her to get dressed again.

"T-That was intense...", comments Richard while looking into space. "I-I need to go to the bathroom, I'll be right back", he says as he takes the two photos that were about to be developed, unlocks the door and runs to the bathroom. He comes back quickly, almost tripping on the carpet, and whispers in Elizabeth's ear, "Don't tell anyone! Agent 72".

"Why 72?" she shouts at him. No reply.

In the bathroom, Richard is panting. It was a lot of pressure for him. He unzips his pants, revealing his cock, swollen, hard and very sensitive. One of the photos had already been developed and, when he looked at it, his eyes widened, his body shivered and he immediately came on the bathroom floor, leaving everything covered in semen.
He doesn't react at first, he just breathes heavily as he watches the semen slowly descend to the floor, forming small puddles.
He quickly wakes up from the trance and, desperate, starts cleaning it with toilet paper.
He cleans his dick, puts perfume on his body, flushes the toilet to disguise it and leaves as if nothing had happened.

Elizabeth was still in bed, staring in awe at the photo of herself as she held Richard's blanket, smelling it.

"You can have this... Since you liked it so much"

She is startled by him suddenly appearing at the door and drops the blanket.

“T-The photo?”, she disguises.

"Yes, what else would it be?"

"N-Nothing."

***
1976, Hermock Street, Alley.

Two young men, one had a basketball in his hands and was constantly hitting the ground, it was Joe Dog. John Weasel stared incessantly out of the alley, seeming to wait for someone while trying to tune in to some other radio station. The small radio said positive news about the war.

"Damn, there's nothing left but this war? I'm tired already," John fumes.

Joe just laughs a little and continues hitting the ball on the floor.

"Finally, this damn thing has arrived" John exclaims as he looks at Richard, who is holding a cardboard box.

"What's in that box, Richard?" Joe asks.

"The photos there that you doubted I had. I finally found them! Who is the little boy now?" Richard replies vainly.

"We didn't ask for photos..." John trails off as he remembers "Wow, that's right! True!" Exclaims John looking at Joe.

"Are those photos there...? Of her?" Joe says, trying to make Richard understand without having to say it explicitly.

"Yes! I already had them, but hiding them is a real challenge. Last time, one of them escaped and my mother almost didn't see it. I had... I had to throw myself on top of the photo..." Richard he says a little embarrassed.

Joe and John start laughing and making fun of him.

“Give it to me here” Joe tries to take the box out of your hands.

Richard dodges and says: "Please be careful, my mother could rip my hide and use it to make new clothes if she finds this..."

Joe looks at the boy with some indifference and repeats his request, adding: "Give it here, Richard"

Richard, a little reluctantly, hands over the box. Joe opens it and comes across all that material. His eyes widen. "My God..." He says, admiring everything. It was something that made him sick, but he couldn't take his eyes off it.

John looks inside the box and, without meaning to, exclaims: "Oh my!"

Richard, who had been laughing at the 'clowning' of the two friends, now had his smile gone. He didn't know if that reaction was something positive. Worried, he approaches the two who were still engrossed in what was inside the box.

"Boys? Is something... Wrong?" Richard swallows hard. After that, he remembers a movie about spies and doppelgangers. He soon thinks that this reaction was incorrect from his friends. Paranoia hits him and he soon pulls the box out of Joe's hand.

"What's your problem, Richard?" Joe snaps out of his trance state and becomes aggressive. "You promised you would show us"

"I don't know, you guys look so weird, they're just pictures," Richard says as he opens the box again. "They're just photos..." Richard pulls out one of the photos and is also in a trance-like state.

It was a photo of Elizabeth. She was lying on his bed. She was naked. Her head rests on a pillow. Her legs were open, exposing her pussy. She was inserting a finger inside and showing a shy, embarrassed and very blushing expression. Her eyes were closed.

"I remember that day..." Richard says, embarrassed. It was the first time she did this.

Joe and John approach and continue to look at the photo.
John says, "Man, she has the same fur and face. You guys look like brothers... Who is she?"
Joe responds, still looking at the photo: "I agree. It looks great. But much younger and of course... With a pussy"

Richard looks disapprovingly at Joe, a little irritated. He says: "I don't look like that annoying girl. Annoying girl..."

"Wow, she's so annoying and annoying, she took several photos of her at different times," John retorts.

Richard sighs disapprovingly.

"Hahahah! But it's just like him" Joe says while ruffling the hair on Richard's head, who tries to resist. This distracts him and makes John take the opportunity to pull another photo from the box.

John picks up one of the photos and lets out a high-pitched scream of disapproval: "DUDE! I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO RIDE HER." Everyone jumps in fright.

Richard takes the photo from her hand and says, "You stupid, nosy, son of a bitch and thief! You're not supposed to say that stuff so loudly!"

Joe says calmly and almost laughing, "Girls, stop fighting... Ride?" Joe's smile fades. Disbelieved, Joe pulls the photo out of John's hand.

"Joe..." Richard says as he holds out his hand asking for the photo back.

The photo was seen from the bottom up. This photo shows Richard penetrating Elizabeth's pussy, who was on all fours, starting to insert his penis into her. You could see her head looking underneath. She had the same face as in the previous photo, but even more intense.

"Who is this girl, Richard? Don't tell me that's your... sister", Joe is in disbelief.

Richard doesn't respond at first. Joe repeats the question, raising his voice and Richard confirms, cornered and with his ears down.

"How old is she, Ric? Don't tell me she's a kid..." says Joe.

"Yes, she is my relative, specifically, my sister... And she is S-Seven years old"

"Fuck, man... You... That's a redneck thing..." John almost attacks Richard with a look of unconcealed anger, being held by Joe.

"Man, if they find out or examine her, she could be under observation and questioned, she could end up ratting you out, how the hell did you let that happen? That's not done..." Says Joe, who wasn't angry, but worried.

"This photo is months old, Dude... it was like this..." Richard starts to say:

****

Bunnis House, August Afternoon 1975

*click* It was the sound that Richard's Polaroid camera made every minute.

Elizabeth strikes a simple pose, smiling at the camera.

"No, Elizabeth! That's what we did... Actually, let me take that one out, I thought it was cute"

He captures this simple moment and takes the little photo that came out of the camera.

As the photo begins to reveal on top of Elizabeth's drawer, it begins to reveal on top of Elizabeth's drawer.
Elizabeth curiously takes the photo again and tries to see if there are any results.

Richard sits next to her, takes the photo from her hands and places it in the same place where it was. "You were turning towards the light, you're going to end up tarnishing the photo," he says calmly. "Be patient, Li."

"Aaahnnn..." Elizabeth mumbles in frustration. She looks at her brother and leans innocently on his arm. She still couldn't reach his shoulder, even sitting next to him.

Richard doesn't notice and continues fiddling with his camera.

Dissatisfied, she starts hitting and pushing her head against Richard's arm, trying to get his attention.

"Stop it, Elizabeth" Richard says as he pushes her, leaving her lying on the bed.

"Let's play, little brother...?" She says in a polite way while still lying down.

He ignores her, as he continues fiddling with his camera and eventually looking into the camera lens, aiming at random locations.

Elizabeth looks again at the photo on top of the drawer. At that moment, Richard turns around with the camera still in his face and catches his sister messing with the photo again.

"Gotcha!" He says, scaring her. "Aha! You can let go, even with the camera, I can see that you still haven't revealed the damn photo that makes you so curious!"

"Annoying boy..." Elizabeth grumbles as she puts it back in the drawer. Right after doing this, Richard just ignores the insult and goes back to playing with his camera.
She then starts pushing Richard with her paws. "Richard, Richard!" She calls him.

"What it was?" Says Richard, still facing away from her.

"Look over here, quick!" Elizabeth says, laughing a little.

Richard turns around, still looking at the camera in a joking tone, but soon lowers it and his eyes remain big. He takes off his round glasses and wipes them on his clothes, putting them back on in an act of disbelief.
Elizabeth was kneeling on the bed, lowering the front of her pants a little, showing her pussy from the front.

"Why are you showing this?" Says Richard, recovering the voice and calm pose that he always demonstrated when talking to her.

"Just so you can look at me" She lifts her pants and sits on the bed. "Let's play!"

"But what to play with? I don't want to play with dolls, I'm not a little girl like you!" Richard says in a mocking tone.

A little upset, Elizabeth lightly kicks Richard, expressing anger in her face. "That's why I prefer Dad, you're boring and don't do anything!"

"Daddy, have the patience to play with a boring rabbit like you, after all, it's from the same seed!" Says Richard.

Elizabeth just makes an even angrier expression and crosses her arms, looking away from Richard to the floor.

Richard notices her irritation and turns to look at the irritated rabbit. She makes brief eye contact and then looks away, showing contempt.

"Okay... I'll play, but I'm the one who dictates the rules" Richard says after looking at her for a few seconds.

Elizabeth's glow returns and she starts jumping on the bed. She lies down suddenly, pretending to be sleeping on her stomach. She did this to try to get more attention from him.

Watching his sister's back, Richard thinks: "What will it be like... Everyone says that at school... Even the books talk about it... I guess it's just putting it in there... in?" Richard's confused thoughts are swept away after receiving another push from his sister, who was wanting her to be woken up as a joke.

"Li, li! Elizabeth!" Richard says, quietly. "Let's play something new, I saw some adults playing. It's something secret!"

Elizabeth is confused, but doesn't ask anything.

"Did you know you can play with that?" Richard points to her pussy.

"Yes," Elizabeth says nonchalantly.

"So, in case you don't know... WHAT DO YOU MEAN, YES?!?!" Richard is startled by the answer.

Elizabeth is startled by Richard's reaction, but continues "Calm down, little brother! Some friends told me! They said it gives a strange sensation. It really does... It makes you want to pee!" She laughs at her own joke, while Richard remains enthralled.

Richard gets up. He looks out the window to see if his parents weren't arriving. Elizabeth gets up and tries to look out the window with Richard. When trying to get a chair to climb up and also watch through the window, Richard closes the curtains in her room and leaves, returning to bed. She follows him and sits next to him, with a smile, as she looks at him.

Richard points to her pants and says softly, "pull your pants down." She doesn't listen to what he says, making him repeat himself a little louder.

"The pants?" She asks, confused. "For what?"

"For us play, I said we'll only play if I dictate the rules, right? I'm going to take some fantastic photos of your WeeWee"

"Ahhh, okay!" Says Elizabeth as she pulls down her pants. "Like this?" She asks as her pants are up to her thigh, showing off her pink and yellow-spotted panties.

"The panties too!" Says Richard as he watches.

Just like before, she obeys, exposing herself. Richard takes both clothes and completely removes her underwear. Elizabeth innocently lies cross-legged on the bed as she waits for what her brother will dictate.
Playing with her, he throws her clothes in her face, which makes her laugh as she pretends to fall onto the bed, lying on her back.

"Stay lying down like this! A-Now... Put your finger in..." Richard says, a little afraid of what would happen.

"The finger?" she says while still lying down, smoothing her finger over the outside of her pussy.

"That's it! Calm down!" Richard interrupts as he picks up the camera. "Go!" He says while aiming the camera at Elizabeth's entire body.

"Uuughh..." Elizabeth groans a little in pain as she inserts her finger. She tries to look where she is inserting it, but gives up and finally inserts her little finger completely inside. She puts her arm on her forehead while keeping her finger there. "Ah... my..." She moans these disjointed sentences. Her legs begin to retract and close involuntarily, as if she were tight. Richard corrects her, spreading her legs again.
He finally takes the photo and remains staring while his sister inserts her finger into herself.

She notices that if she takes it off and puts it back on, she will feel an interesting tingling sensation there. She starts making these movements, which catches Richard's attention, who instinctively takes her hand away. She continues to close her eyes tightly as she breathes a little faster. He covers the part of her with the clothes she was resting her head on, but ends up getting wet with a viscous fluid. That leaves him glaring, looking at her hand as he places the cloth tightly on top of her pussy, in a strange attempt to try to "stop" it.

"Lili!!" Richard shakes Elizabeth after her attention returns to her, snapping her out of the little trance she was having.

Elizabeth wakes up from her distraction, panting a little and groaning with every movement she makes of her body.

Richard then hugs her from the front, without realizing that he was aligning himself with her, who still had her legs open. "I'm sorry, Li, I'm sorry..." Richard says as he hugs her in a gesture of trying to comfort her. "Sorr..." He intends to repeat until he realizes he's on top of her.

Elizabeth then looks at Richard's penis, which even in his clothes, was hard and lightly rubbing her pussy. This causes her body to have a slight spasm, causing Richard, scared, to get off of her.

"I think I stuck it in too hard..." says Elizabeth softly as she looks at her finger and then at Richard. He just laughs, disconcerted by what had happened.

"Little brother, do what you did again!" says Elizabeth to Richard.

"What?"

She tries to pull him up again, but he resists. "What's wrong, Li?" he asks as he becomes worried about her attitude.

"That hug, I liked it! Let's do it again!" she responds while still trying to pull him by his shirt. "To rub here" she says as she points to her pussy.

"Eehh... n-no, Li..." says Richard, still undecided.

He then gives in and gets on top of her again. She gives a shy, disconcerted smile and looks down from his eyes. She finally opens her arms, signaling a hug.

Richard hesitates, but finally hugs her. She then starts to moan a little while they are holding each other. Everything is very hot, her breathing, her entire body. Richard then presses his crotch further into her pussy, making her moan a little louder. This was going to explode, he needed to do something.

"Li, li..." Richard says as he tries to pull away from her.

"Uuughhh... Hmm..." Are her responses, as she holds and ties herself even tighter to Richard's body, holding onto her body with a hug and constantly rubbing her pussy against him.

"I... have a better idea, let me go"

"What hmmm...??" she says still holding onto him.

"Let go of me and I'll tell you!" Richard becomes a little more impatient.

She finally lets him go. He gets down on his knees and notices that the front of her pants are wet with Elizabeth's fluids. "damn..." he mumbles as he tries to clean it up, in vain. "Well, get on your back and... lift her... butt" he says as he looks at her.

She obeys and gets into a position showing her ass and pussy in just one angle: "like this?" she says as she continues in the pose, this time looking under her legs, trying to look at Richard.

"Oh, God... Y-yes..." says Richard, amazed, admiring that work.

Quickly, Richard lowered his pants and almost automatically tried to insert his rigid penis inside Elizabeth.

"Little brother... ahh... huh... uh... little brother!" says Elizabeth as she steps back and lowers her ears, trying to get away from him.

"What it was?" Says Richard, a little breathless.

"Slowly... It's going to hurt me like this..." Elizabeth says in a slightly sly and tearful tone.

"S-sorry..." Richard says as he looks at her. "I already know!" He exclaims. He takes the camera, rests it on the clothes on the bed so that it points directly at Elizabeth, seen from below. He turns the small timer for the camera to take photos.

Without hesitation, Richard begins to penetrate Elizabeth's pussy again, entering slowly.
The camera shoots and photographs the moment. Richard doesn't notice and continues penetrating.

Both are trying hard, until they hear: "POP!"

Startled, Richard quickly takes out his penis and notices a light trickle of blood that was on his penis. When he looked at Elizabeth, she was already sitting up, running her hand over her pussy and looking at the blood, slightly scared.
"Little brother, I'm bleeding... look" She displays the blood on her hand, but Richard dismisses it.

"It's normal... I think... y-you'll be fine..." he says, a little worried.

He gets up and goes to get a wet wipe. Elizabeth remains on the bed, sitting, looking and touching her pussy, trying to get the blood out.

"Let me clean it up" says Richard, leaving the corridor with some pieces of tissue.

Tenderly, he cleans her pussy while she looks on curiously and a little worried. "It's going to be okay..." she says as she continues to clean. "See? It's clean!" it displays. Succumbing to temptation, he changes his handkerchief and begins to caress her pussy.

"Ah... hmmm... c-keep going..." Elizabeth moans as she bites her lip and continues watching Richard's hands caress.

Richard continues stroking until he sees a warm liquid coming out of her. Quickly, he removes his hand and continues to see a small jet coming out of her urethra. She didn't seem to notice and continued to stare with half-closed eyes.

"Li!!! You're pissing the bed!" She exclaims Richard, which makes her wake up from her trance and run to the bathroom, getting dirty all the way and making a trail.

Slightly disgusted by what happened, he runs to the bathroom to wash his hands, but slips on the trail of pee in the hallway, falling into the puddle.

"Damn it!" Richard exclaims, echoing into the bathroom.

Elizabeth sneaks out of the bathroom and asks him: "Are... Everything okay? Sorry about that... I felt like... peeing"

"It's okay, I know" Richard interrupts as he stands up. "Shit, I'm all wet... Okay, that doesn't matter, let's clean up this mess before mom and dad get here!"

***
8 minutes pass. Changed sheets and clothes and clean floor.

"What a messy joke..." Says Elizabeth as she observes the dirty sheets in a laundry basket.

"Yeah..." Richard mutters as he watches her. "Especially when there are girls... who don't control their own pee" he says.

Elizabeth responds with a light push at him, and he responds with another. She tries to give him another, but he holds her hands.

"Let me go!"

"Only if you stop pushing me," Richard says calmly.

"Okay, I'll stop!" says Elizabeth, a little sullenly.

The two return to staring at the sheets until Richard breaks the silence: "Are we going to watch something on TV?"

"Come on! I want to see that drawing"

"Nothing like that, I decide what we're going to see", interrupts Richard.

"Ahhhhh... Boring..." Elizabeth says, sulking and with her arms crossed.

"Well... So, it will be like this... WHO ARRIVES LAST IS THE PRIEST'S WIFE!" Says Richard, who doesn't even wait to finish the sentence and is already running towards the living room.

"Cheater!" Says Elizabeth, who also starts running trying to overtake her brother.

When she arrives in the living room, she already finds Richard sitting watching the afternoon news. When she sees this, she hits the ground with her paw and sulks with her arms crossed. This doesn't catch Richard's attention, who is focused on one thing:

"[...] And the village of Anfouist,  devastated by the Garthum bombing. This is already the fifth attack in southern Arsemia this week. Four bombers were shot down with anti-aircraft fire and three Garthuns were captured as prisoners. Attacks were also reported in region of North Tinteao, an oil exploration region. The president of Tinteao, Hernoit, speaks out saying that there will be war". This news came from a small tube television that showed footage of cannons firing, maps, aerial images and, finally, a fat man in a suit speaking on a podium.

Elizabeth starts looking at the TV too and, when she sees close-ups of bodies piled up from the latest bombing, she gets scared and runs to her room screaming.

"Li!" Richard shouts calling Elizabeth. "Don't be scared... See, I already changed the channel, it's on the cartoons now!" she says as she changes the channel.

Elizabeth doesn't show up and he is forced to go to her room. Upon arriving, he finds Elizabeth sitting on the bed hugging a stuffed animal seeking some protection from that object of affection.

"I read it... Come on, I've already put in the drawings" says Richard.

She hesitates for a while, but decides to get up from the bed and hold Richard's hand while her other hand was holding the plush. She sits on the couch, still holding the plush. Richard watches, feeling a little guilty.
Suddenly, the door is unlocked. It's their parents.

"Daddy Mummy!" Elizabeth shouts.

"My babygirl!" says Andreh, the father. He holds her in his strong arms while there are shopping bags in her hands. He was a big rabbit, tall, strong and a little fat. "Ric, my son, how are you?"

"I'm fine, dad, where's mom?"

"She's outside getting the rest of her shopping, go help her"

Elizabeth whispers something in Andreh's ear, who soon looks at Richard again.
Richard becomes worried and breaks out in a cold sweat.

"She's saying here that you finally played with her, huh? You didn't play tricks... Congratulations", says Andreh

****

John and Joe are astounded by the story, speechless. Joe simply puts the photo back into the box and closes it.

"Well... It's kind of... I don't know..." Joe says, stuttering, "keep it hidden. If you want, I can keep it at home..."

"No, I know where to keep it!" Richard interrupts.

"Okay then..." Joe says, still concerned. "See you later, buddy..." He bids farewell as he exits the alley.

"Well... I don't know what to say... I'll think about it, see you later, Ric" John also bids farewell, leaving Richard standing there feeling lost.

****

A golden purse, a human lady in a chic coat. This is what only Joe and John see amidst the bustling square downtown while sitting on the fountain seats. They were partners in constant thefts. Both were children raised in poverty in a developing country. John's father died in a protest against the government. Joe's house had been mistakenly raided by the Enforcement Agency, claiming they were looking for a government conspirator reported in the neighborhood. The conspirator was a neighbor and teacher who criticized the government and was involved with a kind of guerrilla group. This teacher was never seen again. They also committed these thefts for the adrenaline rush and to sell the items and buy things that would 'impress' the girls.

Richard was already a middle-class boy, very young, only 16 at the time, while Joe was 19 and John 18. Despite the small age difference, Richard was seen by both as an innocent kid who wouldn't have the capacity to 'fight against the state,' which was their term for committing petty crimes. Richard's parents weren't very supportive of his friendship with what they called 'Big Boys' or 'Delinquents.'

Joe gets up, pulls out an old map from his pocket, opens it, and pretends to be lost. He approaches the lady, taps her shoulder. The lady turns around confused. John starts: "Ma'am, sorry to bother you, but do you know where Ownerson Street is?" pointing to a random part of the map.

The lady seemed to have slightly impaired vision, so she leaned in closer to try to see the location he was pointing to. Soon she only felt her arm being roughly pulled and her purse being snatched by an unknown figure who disappeared running into the crowd.

"My things!" the lady exclaims, frightened.

"You bastard, I'll go after him, be right back!" Joe feigns indignation and runs after the thief.

Both run off, pretending to chase, and upon realizing they've lost sight of the lady, they start laughing.

"Wow, that was scary, a police dog," says John, laughing and out of breath.

"Hahaha, screw you, you thieving otter! Hahaha," says Joe, lightly slapping his friend. "Let's see what we got," says John.

They both enter an abandoned building. They open the purse, finding some items they discard, like the lady's ID. Their eyes widen at the amount of money. It's about 450 dollars, all rolled up. This startles both of them, who simply run to a nearby abandoned building to hide. It's a mix of fear and excitement.

"Damn, I've never seen so much money in my life..." says Joe, amazed at the bills.

"I've only seen that once, in a movie," replies John.

"Man, this money could attract police attention, it's dangerous money," Joe reassures. "I'm going to hide this-"

"None of that, I want my share!" John interrupts.

"Idiot, we can't just walk around with large sums like this, the police could easily identify us from a description," Joe responds aggressively. "Let's wait for things to cool down... Look, there are some items here that could fetch a good price!" He holds up a piece of jewelry, examining it in a beam of light.

"Well... I guess you're right. I don't plan on getting caught anytime soon," says John.

***

Returning from school, Richard and Elizabeth walk along, chatting about random things. Elizabeth is more talkative, recounting everything she saw in class while skipping along. History, she's a true History enthusiast, scoring the highest grades in the class.

Richard continues walking and pretends to listen. He's more focused on a drunk staggering down another street, muttering incoherently. Elizabeth looks to where her brother is staring and starts to stare at the man who continues walking. She feels a certain fear and moves closer to Richard.

Suddenly, the drunk looks at the two and slurs out, "I've hunted a lot of rabbits, you know?" and starts laughing.

Richard gets a little annoyed and flips him off as he quickens his pace with his sister. The drunk seems to ignore them and continues on laughing.

A siren echoes. The siblings look back and see a police van speeding by. As the vehicle passes near them, they cover their ears due to the deafening noise. Just as quickly as it came, the van disappears, and they continue on.

"Must be tough being a cop with that noise," says Elizabeth.

"Yeah, that siren sounds like a scream from hell," says Richard.

"But I still think it's cool, I want to become a cop one day!" Elizabeth brightens up saying this.

"We can't become cops. Whether it's me, you, Dad, Mom, or any of us," says Richard, still upset about the earlier incident.

"Why?" asks Elizabeth, stepping in front of him and attempting to walk backward.

"They only accept humans, like some stores or places with those signs. Don't tell me you forgot that time you accidentally walked into a restaurant like that and almost got... hit by the broomstick from the restaurant owner," says Richard, unable to contain his laughter at the last phrase.

"Hm, not funny," says Elizabeth, returning to Richard's side. She pauses the conversation for a while and breaks the silence again, asking, "Why do they treat us like this?"

"I really don't know... We pay the price for others who committed some crime. I think this should only happen to certain species. Some just don't like our presence," reflects Richard.

Elizabeth simply nods in agreement.

***

Sounds of a distinctive siren are heard. The distressing sound of an electromechanical siren that was deafening. A police van cuts through the street at high speed. Both duck down but manage to see the car stopping in front of the building.

"Oh shit, Joe!" says John, scared as he lies down.

"Let's get the hell out of here," says Joe, already getting up and running.

Three policemen get out of the car almost in motion and immediately notice the movement of the two fugitives exiting the rear of the building. Two of them wear uniforms and helmets from that time, while the other appears to be a detective. They all hold revolvers.

"They went that way!" shouts someone from outside, pointing in the direction the two ran, informing the police.

The three officers run and see the fugitives split at the corner. The detective orders his subordinates, "Katimbu, you go after that one," pointing towards John, "Johnson, start up the vehicle, I'll get that one!" They obey, and the pursuit continues.

Joe keeps running, dodging everything. What drives him to run even faster is the start of shots fired into the air. Panic rises within Joe, and he considers surrendering just to end it all. Another shot. Suddenly, he trips over something and falls, unable to stay on his feet. Looking back, he sees the detective running towards him, pointing his revolver.

"Don't shoot, I surrender, I'm unarmed!" Joe shouts desperately.

"Turn around, damn it! Face down, hands behind your back," yells the detective, as a curious crowd begins to gather around.

He complies and is handcuffed. Still in despair, he keeps repeating, "don't shoot me, sir." The detective just orders him to shut up.

From the crowd, a voice emerges: "he's bleeding!"

Joe looks down and notices something sticky on his shoe. The detective removes the shoe and sees Joe's wounded heel.

A few minutes pass, Joe is sitting on the curb waiting for the van. His foot has a makeshift bandage to stop the bleeding. At this moment, he starts feeling burning pain in the wound, causing him to collapse in agony. The sound of the van's siren grows louder as it approaches and parks nearby. Another officer exits the van and helps Joe up, placing him in the back. The officer who was chasing John appears running, the shots having caught his attention.

"You let the other Zooggot get away, Katimbu?" the detective complains, using a term meant to insult furries.

"Sir, he disappeared into the crowd," the officer justifies.

"Forget it, we'll get him later, we got this one," the detective points to Joe.

Joe is taken to the hospital to treat his injuries. John continues running until he reaches home. Upon arrival, he slams the door loudly, fearing something, which catches his mother's attention.

"What happened, John?" she asks.

John doesn't notice his mother speaking; he's busy looking out the window. She touches him, startling him.

"What's wrong, son?" she asks, even more concerned.

"Bullies, Mom... Almost got beaten up by them, but I'm okay!" says John, trying to calm her.

"Do you want me to call the police?" she asks, heading towards the phone.

"No! It's okay..." says John, still scared. "I'm fine, they've lost sight of me already." John gives a simple and forced smile, trying to disguise it.

She believes him, though somewhat suspicious of her son's story, and continues with her household chores, saying only, "be more careful, son."

"I should learn martial arts, what do you think? That way I can take down those bullies," John remarks.

"It's a good idea."

After everything, John just goes to his room. He lies down on his bed and buries his face in the pillow. "Joe... My God... I heard that shot, that gunshot... They killed him..." he says to himself, crying. "What a shitty life, I abandoned him..."

Days pass, John stops eating, and all he remembers are the good times with friends, how happy he was before all this. Now, he seems like a broken and depressed creature with both good and bad flashbacks. His mother always asks what's wrong with him, but all he says is, "I'm fine, Mom."

From the hallway, he listens for news about Joe or the robbery, but nothing appears. Bank robberies, big criminals, war, but nothing about Joe.

***

GOPIS Police Station, Interrogation Room.

Two interrogators stare at Joe. He looks away, distracted by a flickering, buzzing almost-burnt-out light bulb. One hand is shackled to the table, and one foot is chained to the floor. Two crutches lean against the wall beside him.

"Can I have another soda?" asks Joe.

"We won't give you anything until you answer our questions, Joe," says the detective. "You claim to be a good Samaritan who just wanted to help catch a thief, is that right?"

"Yes, I couldn't catch him," Joe replies.

"Well, you're the fifth good Samaritan just this week," says one detective to the other.

Joe rolls his eyes and looks away, appearing disappointed.

"Look at us, Joe. Man, we just want to help you, you know? You're making this complicated. If I wanted to, I could already say you're guilty of something worse and you'd still get the Congressional Medal, but here I am having to listen to this same story of a good Samaritan who tried to help and got arrested by mistake. We want to help you, you know? We understand your situation, we know you're the most affected. A simple confession could even get the charges dropped; the crime you committed isn't that serious, I've seen worse walk out the front door of the station," the detective appeals. Joe doesn't seem to listen.

"I tried to help you guys out and this is how I'm repaid? I could've caught the thief and-" Joe tries to say.

"Joe, you didn't even help yourself, let alone us. The only time now for you to help us and yourself is by admitting. The chief has already given his statement, and some people noticed you two running from the abandoned building near Travesta Road; we've been keeping an eye on you two for a while and even a composite sketch has been made," the detective says in an attempt to intimidate him.

Joe doesn't respond and continues to ignore them, looking at random corners of the room.

"Joe, cooperate. We have all day here; if you want to go without pain medication, soda, and possibly your freedom, go ahead," the detective says.

"Can I leave?" Joe asks.

The two detectives exchange looks, and one says to the other, "this Zooggot won't cooperate, get the guys." It's said quietly enough for Joe to hear, and he starts looking worriedly at them.

"What did you say?" Joe asks nervously. "Call who? Wait!" Joe shouts as one of the detectives leaves the room. "What are you going to do?"

"Cooperate, Joe," the detective says seriously, then stands up and leaves the room as well, a typical psychological game to make the suspect desperate.

A few minutes pass; Joe anxiously watches the door while trying to free himself from the handcuffs. Suddenly, the door opens. The chief and two policemen with batons enter with the detectives. The detective calmly sits down and resumes the interrogation. The chief smokes a pungent cigar, and the baton-wielding officers approach Joe.

"We left you for a while to think, reflect on yourself and what you did," says the detective.

"It was just a robbery, sir," Joe says with his head down.

"Alright, see how everything gets easier, chief?" the detective says sarcastically to the chief. "Where is your other accomplice?"

Joe doesn't answer.

The police response is a blow to his chest, leaving him breathless for a moment.

"GAHH! I-I don't know, sir!" Joe gasps, trying to shield himself from another beating.

"You can hit him more, give him about 10 whacks," the chief says coldly.

"N-No, sir!" Joe shouts before the beating continues.

The two officers begin hitting him several times with the baton and punches. Face, back, belly, chest, everything is struck by the fury of the two officers. It's much more than just 10 hits.

"Okay, okay! I'll talk!" Joe shouts, still taking blows.

"Enough, guys," the chief says. The two obey and let Joe catch his breath.

"Where is he?" the detective asks, interrupting Joe's recovery.

"On R-Requitéia Street... H-His m-mother's house... He lives with... his m-mother... But he m-might not be there, it's just a possibility," Joe stammers, recovering. "Can I go now? Please, please," Joe pleads.

"Not yet. You'll be held in preventive detention here until we find the other kid," the chief says.

Joe doesn't react much to the sentence and just tries to relieve his pain.

"Hey, give him a painkiller in the cell; he cooperated," the chief orders.

Joe is then unshackled and taken to a cell with five other people. It's a preventive detention cell, typically for those awaiting trial for crimes that don't take long judicially. Joe is thrown in, falling onto the cold cell floor. None of the guards react and continue staring into nothingness.

"I'll bring the painkiller shortly," says a policeman through the square hole, open in the iron door, then closes it.

"Thanks..." Joe mutters.

***

Bunni's House, that evening.

The Bunni family gathers at night to watch the news and the soap opera that Victoria, their mother, loved to watch. Andreh sits in a large armchair, closely watching the breaking news: The Garthuns' victory in the far South.
Richard also watches, alarmed by the situation.

"Do you think they'll reach us?" Richard asks.

"Doubt it, we're far away," Andreh replies skeptically. "I've fought in one of these years ago, and it was always the same. Driven out of their territory. It's the same old story. What caught my attention was the number of casualties on both sides..."

Meanwhile, Elizabeth plays on the floor with two dolls. She then looks at Richard and tries to give him one of her dolls to play with.
Richard takes it and says, "Don't you think you're too old to be playing with dolls?"

"It's none of your business! Give me back my doll, jerk," Elizabeth says, now irritated.

"What do you mean, too old, Richard? She's a cub, only 7 years old, cubs play with dolls..." Andreh says, teaching in a tone.

"I know, I'm just teasing her," Richard raises the doll high, holding it out of her reach, which annoys her even more as she tries to grab it back.

"Richard, give this girl her doll back. If she throws a tantrum and screams, you're the one who gets it," Victoria says calmly but still threateningly.

"Fine, mom!" Richard grumbles.

Elizabeth takes the doll and sticks her tongue out at him, trying to offend him. He just laughs at her. She ignores him and goes back to playing.

Richard notices a recurring thought: 'Where could Joe and John be? Are they upset about the photo incident?' It had been a few days since their meeting spot, the alley on Hermock Street, was empty. It was eerie. He was planning to visit one of their houses over the weekend to find out more about what was going on and even apologize if that incident had offended or affected them. The only house Richard remembered was John's, as he had visited there several times.

***

Weasesmith's House, same time.

John lies on his bed, still deeply thoughtful and mourning.

Suddenly, his mind is flooded with a thought. "That crime wasn't so serious, he didn't hurt anyone. That lady should have gotten her money back by now." John thinks about this all night. Deep down, there's still a hope that Joe survived. Thoughts intertwine: "Finding Joe in jail and teaming up to defend ourselves from other inmates." Immersed in his own madness and expectations, John starts laughing and repeating, "I'm going to jail, I'll find Joe!" With that, he falls asleep.

In the morning, John wakes up, rushes to the door, but upon feeling the breeze outside, he hesitates. Fear and anxiety grip his body, and he panics, quickly shutting the door. Gasping for breath, he sits on the couch, staring out the window facing the street. A regular car silently arrives and parks in front of the house. John's eyes widen, and all he does is rush back to his room. Moments later, there's a knock on the door.

"Coming!" John's mother shouts, walking towards the door with an old broom in hand.

A few minutes later, John sits on the bed, waiting for what he dreads the most:
His mother appears at the door and says, "John, there are two men here to talk to you."

He stands up, feeling trapped and cornered, but he remembers his friend.
Bravely and with his head held high, almost in a heroic pose, he walks out to speak with the two strangers.

"Good morning, are you John?" asks a man in a dark overcoat and similarly dark clothes.

"Yes, and are you secret agents?" John jokes nervously, hoping it's nothing serious.

"John, we just need to ask you a few questions. Can you come with us?" says the other figure.

"John? What's going on? Are you taking him, sir?" John's mother asks, extremely worried and almost desperate.

"It'll just be a few questions, ma'am, we'll be back later," says the other 'agent.'

"My John... My son..." John's mother cries, collapsing in shock.

The men leave Mrs. Weasesmith on the floor, deeply shaken. As they open the car door, John sees another one of these 'agents' sitting in the back seat.
The car drives off. John's mother looks on with tears streaming down her face. Alone, she stands there, fading into the distance as John watches through the rear window.
He's sandwiched between two men. One breaks the silence by taking something from an evidence bag. He pulls out a bag... That bag.

"Do you recognize this, son?" he asks.

"Yes, sir, I know what you want from me. I surrender. I just want to know if my friend is alive," John quickly responds.

The two men, or agents, exchange glances, and one says to the other, "Easier than I thought," then instructs the driver, "Jobs, take him to the station."

"Is he alive, sir?" John asks again.

"Kid, you're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say or do can and will be used against you in court," the agent says abruptly.

"I just want to know about my friend..." John asks again.

"Shut up, kid," the other agent replies.

And so the car continues driving. Along the way, John begins to cry, thinking of his mother and Joe. Soon after, he starts to pray, keeping his eyes closed and hoping the car will stop.
With each red light, as the car stops, the anxiety builds. It's all very cold.
Finally, the car parks. They tap on his shoulder, getting his attention.

"Let's go, move along, to the station," says the agent.

John stands up, almost lifeless, staring at the entrance of the station. The trees that decorated the exterior. What wakes him up is a set of handcuffs. One cuff is placed on his hand while the other is held by the agent.
Inside the station, they knock on the glass of the reception area, waking up a police officer who was dozing in a chair.
The officer simply points to a door at the end of the hallway.
John is escorted by the two agents. As they open the door, it reveals a large room with several police officers working on files, making records. There were also some other suspects of other crimes, furries or not. Some officers were drinking coffee, others were eating donuts while chatting.
The agents look for an available chair. He is placed in a waiting chair in the corner of the room. His hand is handcuffed to a metal part of the chair and left there.

John simply observes the frantic activity in the room. Papers, commotion, prisoners, laughter, sounds of typewriters, and other things.
"Well... The police seem more like another office job than I imagined in the movies," he mutters to himself.

***

Richard, where are you going?" Victoria asks from the kitchen.

"I'm going to see some friends, Mom!" says Richard.

Elizabeth bursts out of her room and runs towards Richard, but he slams the door, leaving her staring at the closed door. She opens it again and shouts, "Big brother! I want to go too!"

"No!" shouts Richard from across the street.

Ignoring him, Elizabeth defiantly leaves the house and follows him. It doesn't take long for Richard to notice her across the street, hiding behind a tree.

"Elizabeth, you little sneak! What are you doing here?" says Richard, approaching her and grabbing her arm.

"Let me go! I just want to go with you!" she says, almost in tears.

"Go back home!" shouts Richard. Seeing her frightened face, he softens and says, "Fine... Come on, I'll take you back home."

They both return, with Elizabeth kicking the ground in frustration and muttering Richard's earlier words. He just rolls his eyes and keeps walking.

"Mom! Elizabeth followed me into the middle of the street!" Richard shouts to his mother as they enter.

"I just wanted to come along, Mommy!" Elizabeth defends herself, raising her voice even louder.

Victoria appears in the living room with wet hands from washing dishes and asks, "Why do you want to follow your brother, Li? He's going to see his friends. Don't you have your own?"

"I just want to be with my big brother..." she says in a pleading tone, almost on the verge of tears.

Victoria is moved by her daughter and tells Richard, "Take her with you, son. She's not doing anything anyway. She's always wanted to go with you."

"But, Mom... Fine," grumbles Richard.

"YAY!" Elizabeth celebrates with a few jumps, while her mother chuckles at her funny excitement and returns to the kitchen.

The alley is empty, their usual meeting spot for the trio. Richard is stunned as he remembers showing Elizabeth's photos to his friends right there. He feels his face flush and looks at Elizabeth, who is distractedly holding a flower she picked along the way. He snaps out of it and says, "Let's go," to Elizabeth.

The only person Richard knew his parents was John's mother. Knocking on the door, Richard sees a tearful mother with a simple tissue in her hand.

"Good morning, Mrs. Weasesmith... What happened?" Richard asks, concerned.

"John... They took my John... As if Erick (John's father) wasn't enough... Now, my dear John..." says the lady in tears.

Richard is somewhat stunned by the situation and asks, "W-Was it the police?"

"Yes... I'm sorry, Ric, I have to close up," she says, quickly closing the door.

The two siblings stand there staring at the closed door, then at each other. Richard starts sweating and looks around nervously.

"Why was she crying? Who is Jo--"

"It doesn't matter, let's go home," Richard interrupts.

As they walk home, it's getting dark. Richard keeps muttering "oh my God" under his breath. Elizabeth continues happily, wandering around and getting distracted by everything she sees.
He holds his sister's hand, seeming scared, making her follow with her little legs as he quickens his pace.
When he sees someone walking behind him, Richard picks up his sister and runs home.

"Sis!! What's this? What's going on?" she asks, clinging to his arm as he runs.

Richard doesn't answer. Upon reaching home, he takes off his shoes and puts the little rabbit down.
Without understanding anything, she continues to look at him, running towards his room. She takes off her little shoes and follows her brother, who is already with his face sunk in the pillow.

"D-Do you want me to call mom, Ric?" asks Elizabeth, apprehensive.

"No... sniff You don't need to," says Richard, still with his face buried. "I'm fine, I'm fine," says Richard, lifting his face and trying to disguise his tears.

"It's going to be okay..." Elizabeth says as she sits next to him.

Richard relaxes a bit with her presence. He hugs Elizabeth and eventually falls asleep.
A few minutes later, in an attempt to show the same affection, Elizabeth tries to lie down on him to sleep, a habit she has had since she was little.

"Li, Li! You're crushing me!" Richard wakes up instantly, pulling her to the side of the bed.

"Sorry," she says, still sleepy, rubbing her eyes.

"You seem sleepier than me," he says as he wraps her in her own blanket.

She just snuggles in and starts to fall asleep almost instantly.

***

Supreme Court of Justice of Gantha Province, Criminal Chamber 17, 3rd floor, same time.

Joe and John were convicted of Aggravated Theft and Negligent Bodily Harm, with Joe receiving an additional charge due to his repeat offense. All FIFTEEN victims sat, glaring at them with anger. Neither paid much attention to the trial itself. The room was relatively average, filled with chairs and entirely white. They were seated in a fenced-off area in the left corner, with two guards on each side.

"The Court finds Josephe Dangschmit (Joe) guilty of Aggravated Theft, aggravated by Recidivism and Complicity. The sentence has been determined for Mandatory Recruitment with the possibility of Discharge Review after two years of service," says the judge into the microphone, reading from a paper.

"The Court finds John Flavio Weasesmith guilty of Aggravated Theft, Complicity, and Negligent Bodily Harm. The sentence has been determined for Mandatory Recruitment with the possibility of Discharge Review after One Year and Seven Months of Service."

"What the hell, they're sending us to death... It's almost a death sentence," mutters John quietly.

Joe remains silent, continuing to look around.

"You are dismissed. Tomorrow, you will be taken to the Military Board for recruitment," adds the judge.

Both stand up and are escorted to a van outside the Court.

***

Police van, via AS-364, en route to Goettha Prison Complex.

"We'll get through this, brother. I don't think they'll send us to the front lines so easily," says Joe.

"F-Front lines? I was just expecting military service!" John despairs. "They're gonna kill me in that hellhole!"

"I don't think so, maybe it'll even be... fun, I don't know," Joe tries to reassure.

"I want my mom..." says John.

Joe looks at him, visibly moved, and says, "I want her too, brother. Everyone there wants that beautiful lady."

John laughs and says, "Go to hell."

***

Richard absentmindedly stirs his food with a fork.

"What's wrong, son? Not hungry?" says Victoria.

"Not really, mom," says Richard softly.

"What happened?" Victoria asks, pausing her own lunch.

"I... umm... got rejected by a girl!"

Victoria sighs, "Well, son... Unfortunately, that's how it goes sometimes. Your father has had his fair share of rejections too in his youth, hasn't he, Andreh?" She looks over at Andreh, who is distractedly eating.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, yeah! I've had plenty of rejections. There was this one time, I still remember her. It was Joanna, back then it was even more complicated, you know! Had to give flowers, same speci-" Andreh starts, but Victoria cuts him off.

"Alright, we don't need all the details," she says, slightly miffed, ears slightly drooping. "What matters, son, is that... You'll find your partner. Until then, you have your family who loves you very much! The right one will come along."

***

A massive line of young men of all ages fills the military recruitment office. The place is chaotic, with loud chatter echoing throughout. Seated inside are officers in camouflaged green uniforms, high riding boots, breeches, and caps, diligently noting down names in a white-walled room. The line stretches out of the room, almost forming a complete loop. There are two such rooms; the other, dedicated solely to furries, is no different.

"Name, age, and armed force," orders the Black Wolf Corporal.

"Joseph Dangschmit, 19 years old, Navy."

"From now on, every superior officer who asks you something, you respond with their rank, understood?" The corporal stares Joe in the eyes and instructs, "In this case, you say: Yes, Corporal! Any questions?"

"Yes, Corporal!"

"Go ahead."

"... Oh, no, I don't have any questions, I just repeated what you said," Joe says, awkwardly chuckling.

"You won't last five minutes in the war like that, kid." The corporal points to a set of chairs where others are seated. "Dismissed."

"Yes, Corporal."

A line of green buses forms outside. Newly arrived recruits queue up, guided by military aides who direct them to their designated buses. At this moment, Joe and John are separated again. Joe boards bus TR-443 while John heads to TR-155.

A wave of anxiety hits Joe as he watches the bus pull away from the city. All he can see through the front windshield are the taillights of another bus ahead and another behind. It's eerily quiet inside; everyone either stares out the window, reads a book, sits catatonically, or sleeps. The only sound is the rumbling of the noisy bus engine. Both John's and Joe's buses share this atmosphere, differing only in their numbers.

They both chose the Navy, thinking it would be the most "peaceful" branch and assuming they would only serve at sea.

***
Saint Perrini Marine Corps Training Field

This was a massive military complex, resembling almost a whole city dedicated to training Marines. Located in Azhelia, 25 km from Tadheia, the capital of Petrônia, it buzzed with near-feverish activity as it rapidly prepared recruits for deployment to the southern front of Petrônia, aiming for a new reconquest and pushing back the Garthuns.

Upon arrival, the young men on the buses witnessed the bustling activity of the complex. They underwent a quick haircut, with large scissors trimming their beard stubble and long hair, leaving their faces still stubbly. Their expressions were grim and weary.

They were issued beige uniforms and assigned bunk beds, standing at attention awaiting their sergeant instructor.

The following day, recruits were allowed to return home briefly to say goodbye to their families. However, Joe and John, classified as Prison Member Force (PMF), were required to stay. A simple letter containing the outcomes of their trials was given to their families instead.

***
Bunnis House, 3 months later, January 1977

"And it's to keep it clean, Richard, no one told you to wash it of mud" Victoria shouts.

"But, mom... It was an ac-"

"There's no such thing as an accident, Richard, I saw you two playing. Both of you to the bathroom, now!" Order it, Victoria.

"Ugh... Come big-eared", says Richard, heading towards the little girl soaked in mud. His fur was almost all brownish. Her ruffled dress was painted entirely with mud, only getting clean at the back.

Elizabeth is sulking, shouting jargon that only she could understand.

"Miss Elizabeth, stop complaining and throwing tantrums and go with your brother." Scream, Victoria, now at Elizabeth.

In the bathroom, Richard takes off her clothes. One of each, dress, socks, hair decorations and finally, panties. He turns on the bathtub tap and lets the water reach a considerable height. He carries her easily and places her in the bathtub. She sits in the corner while requesting a toy to play in what she calls 'My warm sea'. Richard throws a rubber duck with the intention of splashing her. She gets angry and tries to fight back by throwing water at him. He hides in the shower stall and says: "Okay, that's enough, you won!"
She stops throwing water with an air of victory. As Richard grabs the soap, he begins to lather her soft fur. He takes a ladle of water and pours it over her hair while she plays absently with the rubber duck. Little by little, the mud on her body remains in the water and she becomes very clean again. Richard innocently continues to wash his sister until he looks underneath. That small slit that, because of the wet hair, was slightly hidden.

"Stand forward, Li, I need to wash your wee..."

She just obeys, facing him, sitting with her legs crossed facing him. Richard notes that her pussy was now a little more open. Elizabeth notices that Richard is staring at her vulva and she lowers her head trying to see if there is anything. She gives a small, embarrassed smile. With two fingers, she opens it a little more, spreading it out.

Richard's eyes widen and he thinks a little out loud: 'Why did I get involved in this? I wanted to die...'.
"Is everything okay, little brother?" Elizabeth gets a little worried and suggests putting her hand in front of her pussy.

"N-No, Li, get your hand out of the way," he says. As she starts to wash, she keeps looking down trying to see, for some reason.
He soaps and massages her legs all the way to her feet and then the movements return until he touches her pussy. She goes back to playing with the duck, splashing Richard with some water. Meanwhile, he starts soaping her pussy. Richard feels that tingling sensation that runs down his spine and focuses mainly on his cheek and his cock. He starts to pant while caressing her pussy. Elizabeth looks at her brother again, this time even more embarrassed, with her face red and her ears lowered. Richard gives a disconcerted smile to Elizabeth, who responds with an even bigger one. They both let out light coos, slightly low moans. Richard sticks his finger in Elizabeth's pussy, feeling her insides. It was tight, hot and had slight vibrations and spasms.
Elizabeth, on the other hand, feels something inside her move and burn a little. The deeper he inserted, the more she involuntarily became panting, let out small moans, closed her eyes and tried to cling to her brother for better proximity. Richard keeps his eyes closed doing that until a 'Wake up' sound is heard in his head.
Richard quickly removes his finger as he breathes heavily and, this time, scared.
Elizabeth continues to moan lightly, softly, and shake all over.

"Wow! N-No... I..." Richard says, getting a slightly evil look when he looks at Elizabeth. "Bath finished, my dear little sister, please get up"

"Come here!" She says, still recovering, but wanting more.

"If that's the case..." Richard says, taking off his mud-stained clothes and locking the door. "Move a little to the side" He asks, since that's the only way the two of them would fit.

Without hesitation, he stands in Doggystyle next to Richard, exposing himself. The water that falls from her fur makes a very striking sound. Richard, who was already stiff, became even more so that his dick ached, begging to insert it inside her pussy.
He stands up, kneels behind her and begins to insert. This time, his dick goes in a little easier. She continues her high-pitched and cute moans. Richard lifts her butt to try to be at his height, but he can't. He then turns her over to face him, but he can't think of anything either.

"What it was?" Elizabeth asks, confused.

"I don't think it will work here" Richard laments.

"Ahhh... Damn!" Elizabeth complains.

Richard starts washing his fur and hair. Elizabeth remained in the bathtub with him, this time trying to play with the duck rubber. After a few minutes, Richard finishes, gets up and accidentally hits Elizabeth in the face with his dick.

"Ouch..."

"I'm sorry, Li... Well, you get up too, this water is dirty" Richard says.

"But the water is so warm..." Elizabeth justifies herself.

"Well... Where we go, it will get even hotter... If you know what I mean", says Richard, smiling mischievously as a volume grows on the towel.

She understands, but doesn't say anything, just laughs embarrassedly and twirls her hair around her fingers. She removes the plug from the bathtub drain, raises her hand for Richard to pull it and takes the towel to dry herself.
Richard looks in the hallway, Andreh was at work, Victoria was cooking and didn't like being distracted or called while she was doing her business. Still, Richard exclaims: "Mom, I finished bathing her and I also took a shower... I'm going to my room, okay?"

"Okay, son, thank you" Victoria's voice echoes from the kitchen to the hallway.

"Quickly, to the room!" Whispers Richard.

"For which?" She whispers back.

"I don't know... Mine!" He says.

She runs towards his room, laughing. Richard walks behind, looking towards the corridor to see if no one is appearing. He soon closes the door and locks it.
Elizabeth throws the towel on his bed and lies on top of it, even though it is wet.

"You damn bunny... You're going to wet my bed!" Richard says, annoyed.

"I don't care..." She says on her back and with her legs open, purposely exposing her pussy to Richard.

The volume on Richard's towel increases and he becomes very breathless again.
He then creates courage, throws the towel on the floor and climbs onto the bed, facing his sister.

"See here?" Says Richard, pointing to his erect dick.

"Yes..." Elizabeth says in a moan.

"You see" He starts to insert it inside her pussy. "huff... Don't see it anymore... hehe" He laughs softly.

She says nothing, and just moans a little louder as she rubs her face against his blanket to try and smell something. Richard feels his cock almost being crushed by all that tightness inside her. Already she feels as if she was going to explode with something so big inside her, she could feel it expanding inside her, while Richard just watches her with his mouth slightly open.

“Does it hurt, Li?” Richard asks, panting.

"A little... But I can handle it..."

Richard, at the moment, was still standing still, he was just enjoying that gooey sensation. He then begins to penetrate even deeper and slowly pull out, repeating this process very slowly and gently. Elizabeth's moans increase and get a little louder. She closes her eyes and a few small tears come out of her eyes, dispersing into her wet hair. To try to hide it, she puts her arm at eye level while continuing to moan and pant.

"So tight..." Says Richard as he looks at his sister's pussy being spread open by her cock. He can't stand it and falls with his body on top of her.
Involuntarily, he brings his lips closer to hers, giving her a small kiss. She slowly removes her arm from her face and begins to look at Richard with half-closed eyes.

"You...kissed me, little brother?" She says slowly, with a slight moan at the end. Soon she bites her lips and closes her eyes tightly.

Richard says nothing. He now holds her hands, pressing them against the bed, and buries his face in her wet hair.
She falls silent and tries to bring her face closer to his, but only reaches his neck. Even though they were soaked, they felt heat, an unusually hot air that went from their faces to their legs. He continues to penetrate her for a few more minutes. Her moans become longer and she begins to shake and spasm. In an attempt to silence herself, she tries to bite her own hand to muffle her moans.

"I-I'm going to cum..." Richard says, closing his eyes tightly.

"Will the.. What?" She stutters. Soon she feels something warm filling her belly. "Ahhh... hmmm... What is this...?"

Richard stays with his dick inside her for a while and then slowly pulls it out, leaving a small stream of sticky cum coming out of her and sticking to the tip of Richard's dick.
Elizabeth then sits down and tries to watch the cum slowly come out of her pussy. She exerts a little force and ends up spraying a liquid that appears to have come from her urethra right into Richard's face, who was standing still, also looking at it.

"Wow... You... fuck..." Richard mumbles after the shock. "You pissed on me again!"

Elizabeth continues to be distracted by herself and then stares at Richard with her eyes half-closed again, this time with her mouth slightly open. A slight smile forms on her face and then she puts a finger in the small pool of semen, takes a small portion and quickly puts it in her mouth, laughing.
Richard just expresses disgust and soon realizes what is happening. 'Oh God...'
Again, her face becomes malicious. It seems that he, in a single moment, becomes or another person, a pervert.
He takes Elizabeth, lies down, puts her on top, with her pussy facing his face. A 69. She doesn't understand what is happening and why in that specific position.

"I... lick your weewee and you lick... o-o m-mine" Richard stutters.

Elizabeth, looking down her body at her brother, then starts to stare at his dick.

"Lick? ew, teehee"

"Y-yes. Lick it, put it in your mouth, just like those giant lollipops!" He says

With her small hands, she then holds his dick and tries to put it in her mouth. Richard is already focused and tries to correct her or teach her how to do it right. Her pussy drips, it's a mixture of semen and the liquid she spurted out, but Richard doesn't hesitate and puts that little vulva in his mouth. It was soft, very warm, hairy. She jumps when she feels his mouth, and looks down her body again. She starts to moan and sigh again, feeling tickling, enormous pleasure, tingling and an urge to piss.
Richard spreads her fat pussy lips and starts licking. With each lick, she gave a new spasm. After a while, she remembers again that she was supposed to do the same and tries to lick his dick, imitating what he did. Still, she couldn't concentrate, it felt too good and she couldn't think about anything else.
Elizabeth's ass begins to fall towards Richard's face. With her eyes almost closed, she sits on Richard's face. He strangely doesn't react and continues to lick her pussy. Elizabeth finds even more pleasure doing this. She already had the habit of rubbing herself against the pillow, and now she was rubbing her brother's face.
Richard starts to feel short of breath, stops licking and quickly takes her off him, trying to catch his breath.

"Richard, Elizabeth! Lunch!" A voice comes from the corridor, still a little far away.

"SHIT! It's Mommy, let's get some clothes on!" He shouts as he pulls Elizabeth's hand away. "Run to your room!" He whispers with a loud intonation and unlocks the door. He kicks her out and closes the door.

***
Grannemont Educational Institute.
Graduation Day, auditorium, 2 weeks later.
Since he was 7 years old, Richard had been studying at that school and was now graduating. It might seem exciting to all his relatives who were there, but to him, it was extremely scary. Be it the fact of having to go in front of that whole crowd, like his future, now as an almost adult.

"Richard Robert Bunni" says the director into the microphone in front of everyone.

Richard is hesitant to get up at first, but he works up the courage and goes. Even though he was far away, he can see a figure sitting in the same gown. That was Diana. A rabbit that was his age. Richard had a certain passion for him-

"Anything to say on the mic, kid?" Says the director.

Richard comes back from his distraction, looks at the director and quickly looks back at the audience. "Uuuh... Ehhh... Thank you to everyone... who gave me... Thank you, just thank you."
The audience applauds and Richard steps down from the podium.
Wiping some sweat from his forehead, he sits back down with his family.

"Son, why are you so nervous? It's just a speech. Weren't you the one who played at being king when you were little?" Says Andreh.

"Stop demanding the boy, Andreh, he was anxious. You certainly were when you graduated!" Victoria responds.

Richard just continued to Diana, who was a few seats in front of her. It was only possible to see a little of her hair and her ears, which were held back with an elastic band. She seemed cheerful but focused or anxious.

After the ceremony ended, in the flower-filled courtyard, Richard still hadn't taken his eyes off that girl. When he saw her, he was always anxious, but at the same time happy, cheerful and trying to somehow appear stronger and more intelligent, even though she didn't notice him at first. At that moment, most of Richard's relatives were spread out somewhere around the school, either dancing at the graduation party, eating, talking, whatever. Only Elizabeth was with him, as always. She was also wearing the gown he wore during the ceremony.
'Well, if I worked up the courage to go in front of all those people, then I can go talk to her too!' He thinks with an air of courage.
Diana was sitting talking to some friends and relatives, a few meters ahead.
Richard waits for the moment for her to be alone.

Finally, she is left alone, slightly distracted, looking at the horizon while her relatives talk to each other. Richard initially thinks about dismissing Elizabeth, but, out of some sense of security he felt with her, he decides to ask her to go along. Or better yet, just go and wait for her to follow.

"Where you go?" Elizabeth asks as she fixes her hat and tries to keep up with Richard.

Richard says nothing and continues forward. He starts to take a deep breath and lets out a long sigh before sitting down next to Diana. She doesn't react at first.
Elizabeth catches up to him and asks again before exchanging looks with Diana and moving even closer to her brother, sitting between the two. Richard gets angry and gives Elizabeth a relatively furious look until he breaks down when he sees that Diana is looking at him and Elizabeth.

"And your sister?" She asks curiously.

"I-It's my sister" He responds stuttering.

"How cute!" Diana responds. "I like children, I want to work with them"

Elizabeth looks at Diana with a slightly jealous look. Almost automatically, she sticks her tongue out at Diana.
Richard responds with a light slap on her arm, which at that moment was already crossed. "Say hi to the girl, isn't that how your mother taught you to greet?" He tries to scold her.

"It's okay! Some children act like that! I worked as a nanny and some of them acted like that when they met me, but then they were sweet and calm" Diana tries to teach, saying that that's normal.

"Stay away from me, bro-" Elizabeth tries to yell, but Richard quickly puts his hand over her mouth.

"Shut up!" He whispers in her ear.

Diana just laughs at the situation and asks: "You're Richard, right?"

"Y-yes, at your service!" He plays.

Diana laughs even more. "I'm Diana!", she replies, extending her hand to greet him, crossing in front of Elizabeth, who was still sitting in the middle, frowning.
She hears her relatives calling her and says "Well, see you around, Ric."

"T-Bye, Diana..." He says, lost in his imagination. Even though it was a simple casual conversation, he already imagined marriage and other things. 'What a cute girl...' he thinks. In the middle of his reverie, he notices that Elizabeth is no longer beside him. Soon, he sees the silhouette of the little rabbit entering back into the school.
Richard runs to catch up with her. He knew it could go very badly if Elizabeth, on impulse, told everything that had happened between him and her.

"Elizabeth! What are you doing there, you're going to end up getting lost" He says while trying to touch her shoulder.
She walks away aggressively.

"Elizabeth! Come back here!" He screams. Elizabeth doesn't respond and continues walking.
"What a stupid little girl..." He laments to himself.
"I'm leaving, see!" Richard shouts from the hallway.

Elizabeth's eyes widen and she stops walking. Richard hints at leaving, walking backwards as he looks at her.
Elizabeth turns to look and he quickly turns away, pretending to leave.

"No!" She screams, running towards him. "Sorry Sorry!" She starts to cry. "I just didn't like that you were paying attention to that girl! You promised me that I was your little sister and that you would give me all the attention in the world!"

"I promised? Well... Anyway, you'll never stop being my little sister, my cute little bunny!" He says as he strokes her hair and wipes her tears.

"Can you still carry me?" She asks with bright eyes.

"It's not so extreme!" He grumbles, as the two walk back to the courtyard.

A young man with a black uniform, cap, big boots and some colorful squares on his chest who was walking and talking to other graduates approaches Richard and says: "Congratulations, son, do you already have a future planned?" Handing out a little pamphlet that said: 'No future planned? Come into the military, serve for your country and have a comfortable life, WE NEED YOU'. The poster showed what appeared to be a drawing of an officer with his happy family.
Something said in Richard's head that he had already seen that scene somewhere. Maybe a movie or just filming on television.
"See him? This could be you!" The military complements. "A life full of comforts, but at the same time a high discipline! A beautiful physique worthy of a bodybuilder, the girls love it. Or, if you want, you can just become a simple guy who goes to work in an industry with very little salary. I say This is because my other brother preferred not to get involved with the army and now he is like this, but unemployed...".

Richard opens the flyer and sees tanks, helicopters and planes that he had only seen on film. That leaves the boy fascinated, looking at all that machinery and technology.

"Mommy is calling, little brother..." Elizabeth says, a little cornered because she's scared of that soldier.

Richard wakes up from his reverie and sees the soldier smiling, waiting for an answer.

"Yes I do!" Says Richard happily.

"Great, you won't regret it! There's an address on that pamphlet, it's the military junta. You'll bring your ID, right? I'll see you there, son" The soldier says while giving a military salute, saying goodbye.

"Yes sir" Richard responds with another salute as his gown is pulled by Elizabeth.

***

Bunnis house, 3 days later.

"Andreh, I'm starting to get worried. Richard hasn't been home since yesterday. He already knocked at midnight, I think now we can call the authorities..." Victoria says distressed.

"Leave the boy alone, he must be enjoying graduation" Andreh says, sitting lazily in the armchair.

Two knocks on the door make Victoria open it almost immediately to find Richard. His long hair had been cut, he was dressed in a beautiful beige uniform with a tie and a cap also in the same color.

"RIC!" Victoria shouts, hugging him. "I'm going to kill you! Where were you......" She can't formulate the question when she notices the uniform. "No... No RICHARD! NO NO NO!!!" She starts screaming while punching Richard lightly in the chest.

Andreh runs and restrains her. Victoria begins to cry on Andreh's shoulders as he looks Richard up and down. Richard approaches his mother and hugs her.

"Why did not you tell me?" Says Victoria, tearfully.

"Vic, Vic, sit down, I'm going to have a talk with him", says Andreh. "Sit down, darling" He helps her sit on the sofa in the living room. "Come on, Richard."

He directs Richard to the master bedroom and closes the door. The two exchange looks again, until Andreh pulls out a box. It was a cardboard box similar to Richard's.

"Sit down, boy..." Andreh says. He pulls out a photo album. An album Richard had never seen. He opens a page and Richard comes across a black and white photo of Andreh and a group of boys. "See this idiot here? That's me" He says laughing. "And this is Gilbert, Paul, Richard... Yes, he has the same name as you! Oh, and this is Zeck. All my great friends..."

"Well... Let me guess... All dead?" Richard asks boldly.

"Actually, Gilbert and Paul are still alive, but the rest are really dead. And the dead were the toughest. Everyone... They went on impulse. Either to enlist or to go ahead of the enemy... Now that... You are already enlisted, due to the impulse of wanting to have adrenaline... I hope that impulsively you won't die like... Like them" Andreh begins to stutter and appears to be crying. "Only Richard... He was torn apart by a machine gun, while Paul was stabbed after losing a physical fight..." Andreh's crying begins to increase. "We only found him two days later... And that bastard didn't spare the boy, he was completely disfigured because of the violence of the stabbings... Please, son, learn everything correctly... Don't die like them, I don't want to losing my only boy" He then hugs Richard crying. "Here... Take this photo..." He puts it in Richard's pocket. "Don't miss it, please..."

Richard is fascinated by that photo.

"War is not what you think... It is cruel, it stinks, it is disgusting, disgusting and at the first hesitation it will kill you..." Andreh lightly slaps his son on the back. "We'll be here waiting for you... Where were you cast?"

"Saint Perrini"

“Saint Perrini... His grandfather graduated there,” says Andreh. Richard's paternal family lineage was always involved in wars or military events in the country. Andreh fought in the Great War (1941 - 1947), Eduard, Andreh's father, fought in the Tonnea War (1916 - 1922) and Abrahean, Richard's great-grandfather, had fought in the War of Independence (1879).

"Dad," Richard calls out, snapping Andreh out of his own thoughts. "Why is mom crying so much when she sees me like this?"

"Well... When she was little... She saw an armed conflict up close. She's not from this country, she came here when she was about... Nine or ten years old. I remember that sometimes I saw her speak in Littof ( Littovenhya language) with her father. He had a heavy accent to speak our language. Returning to the subject, she saw an armed conflict there. to the television when something about this war is on. She had the same reaction as now when she saw me in uniform, I went to war with a feeling of guilt."

"I didn't expect it to be so tense... I think even I'm going to feel guilty", Richard laments.

"Well... Yes, and you still pretend to disappear for days. You almost killed her heart"

"I had to sleep there"

"Yes, I know, I literally went through everything you went through there. It's the call-"

"Adaptation Night", Richard adds.

**

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Elizabeth asks, confused.

Victoria doesn't respond at all and just hugs Elizabeth as if she were a plush. Elizabeth doesn't understand anything, but lets herself be carried away, closing her eyes and returning the affection, almost purring.
Suddenly, she comes across Richard in the hallway still talking to Andreh. She is thrilled to see her brother like that.

"M-Little brother?" Says Elizabeth, in disbelief of what she is seeing.

"Myself, Li"

"You... Became an army officer? A police officer?"

Richard laughs and says, "Marine, Li"

"What is that?"

"One day you will learn better, it's like a soldier!"

"Can i go with you?" Elizabeth asks innocently.

"No, Li, this... It's for adults, you know?" Says Richard.

"Like those things you did-"

"No, no, like, just for boys, you know? War."

Elizabeth's eyes widen and her mouth drops open. She remembered that episode where she saw the bodies piled up on TV.

"Little brother! you're going to die!" She screams.

Victoria starts crying even louder, which makes Richard come over to comfort his mother, throwing her a hug.
"No! I'm not going to die, Li, it's just a part-time job, you know?"

"Will you come back and play with me?"

"I'll be back"

"Swear?"

"sworn!" He strokes her nose lightly with his finger.

TO BE CONTINUED...