We can see the Author himself walking. But he is also being accompanied by another female.
Mark Wayne Windle: *walking* How is me Grandpa doing?
???: He is still able to walk and he doesn't show any signs of kicking the bucket anytime soon.
Mark Wayne Windle: Great! We just need z rest of z family ja?
???: Of course Mark! *energetic tone*
Mark Wayne Windle: You never change. Four and a half years and you are still zis energetic?
???: Well someone has to keep the attitude happy.
Mark Wayne Windle: You do have have a point zere.
Meanwhile, at Forest's house
Victor: I still don't understand how you do such things!
Forest: *chuckles* Well, maybe I am a little bit chaotic.
Victor: And I thought my brother was chaotic myself.
Forest: Well, your brother has been through a lot. But he is also chaotic himself, just not as much as me.
Jack: Uncle, I heard Agano took your first kiss.
Victor chokes on the glass of wine from Jackie's response.
Victor: *coughing while spitting out Wine*
Forest: *grabs some water and hands it to Victor* Drink.
Victor drinks the water and after recollecting himself, he looks at Jackie.
Victor: W-Where did you hear that from?!
Jack: I heard it from Windy-chan.
Victor: *sighs* Of course you did. Yes she did, and she tired to seduce me. Luckily I took a classic route, the window, to escape.
Jack: o_o Okay?
Victor: Yeah, same here.
Forest: I still have to thank your brother for helping me repair my base.
Victor: That won't be necessary. *chuckles* You accepting his help is enough for him to understand that you said thank you.
Forest: Okay.
Jack: *eyeing Yandere Belfast*
Victor: *pulls out a flare gun* If I remember correctly...
He aims it at Belfast and fires the flare.
Yan. Belfast: !!! *ducks*
Victor: Get lost!
Jack: *pulls out his knife*
Yan. Belfast: !!! *runs*
Forest: Thanks!
Victor and Jack: No problem!
**knock knock knock**
Forest: Hmm? I'll get it.
Victor: Ah it's my brother. I can tell by the rhyme of the knocking.
Jack: So Uncle Mark has his own way of knocking?
Victor: He is very specific about everything. He has his own rhyme of knocking, walking, talking, hand signals, flying signals, animal calls, and etc. He plans for almost everything he can.
Jack: He can make animal calls!? *energetic tone*
Victor: Of course. Cat meows, owl calls, growling, other bird calls, and more.
Jack: Cool!
Meanwhile at the door
Forest: *opens the door* Hello? Oh, it's you Windle.
Mark Wayne Windle: Ja it is.
Hoppla! Dieses Bild entspricht nicht unseren inhaltlichen Richtlinien. Um mit dem Veröffentlichen fortfahren zu können, entferne es bitte oder lade ein anderes Bild hoch.
???: *slightly nervous expression*
Forest: Oh, and who is this?
Mark Wayne Windle: Mein Schwester.
Forest: NANI!?!?!?!?!
???: U-Um, hello. I am Hilaria Perez. Only born sister of Mark Wayne Windle and Victor Grayson Windle. Generalleutnant Hilaria of the Kaiser's Air Force. C-Call me Hilaria for short.
Forest: I-I am Commander Forest of France and I am one of Queen Mary's finest. Call me Forest. Nice to meet you Hilaria.
They shake hands.
Mark Wayne Windle: May we come inside?
Forest: Of course.
They walk inside as Forest closes and looks the dorm.
Victor: Hmm? Sister you made it.
Hilaria: Victor! *hugs him*
Jack: *alert*
Forest: Stand down, she is family. Another member of Uncle Mark and Victor's family from America.
Jack: A-Aunt?
Mark Wayne Windle: Ja she is your aunt.
Hilaria: Hi, I am Hilaria, only sister of Mark and Victor. I suppose you are my nephew?
Jack: I am Jackie, son and servant of Forest.
Hilaria: Nice to meet you Jackie.
Mark Wayne Windle: Hmm? *gives a death stare at a person stalking Hilaria* Grrrr!
The Author releases a vicious growl. When Victor sees the person, he too releases a vicious growl.
Forest: *sees the person* They never learn do they?
Mark Wayne Windle and Victor: *very angry tone* Apparently not!
Hilaria: *sweat drops* B-Brothers? A-Are you okay?
Forest: They are eyeing someone stalking you.
Hilaria: !!! O-Oh, okay.
**BANG**
The Author fires a bullet from his Walther as it hits the stalking in the head.
Mark Wayne Windle: *blows on the barrel and stuffs the gun back into his coat*
Hilaria: Thank you Mark.
Mark Wayne Windle: *smiles* Anything for our Schwester ja?
