#i-cyborg

I used to describe it as my gal and Marley acting like divorced parents sharing custody of a child, but it’s way more like my gal, Syracuse, and Marley are disgruntled siblings trying to influence how their littlest sib turns out

With Marley being the gold-star child who can be cool at times but otherwise does little wrong, while my gal’s the fun-loving Bad Girl™️ sister who really shouldn’t be the kid’s go-to role model but they take after her more anyway and that aggravates the ever-loving hell out of Marley

Marley glowers as you sell your last bottle of wine. “If there’s even one injury as a result of this, I will personally hunt you down and chop off your corresponding parts with a mining pick.”

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Marley opens a door marked FAMILY ONLY. “We need some privacy for what I want to talk about. Little Syracuse Junior can stay where they are.”

Syracuse: “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do, kid.”

“Belay that.” Marley says. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

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Syracuse: That’s a relief, I was starting to think Helen didn’t like me.”

Marley: “Oh, don’t worry, she doesn’t.”

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“Is that your little tagalong messing with my cargo dolly?”

Syracuse: “Marley, I got this. Sphinx, put that back.”