SweetCheeks-Starbucks-Swords

It was a half-day of

school for SweetCheek's sisters.

Her older sister, Lulu,

went home with a friend.

SweetCheeks dear little

voice on the phone

asked me if I was

working this day.

I wasn't..

Well, do youh wahnt to

cohme to Stahrbucks fohr

sum coffee er sumthin'?

I sure do!

I am on my way!

When I get there

Ria has her

Vanilla Steamer

and SweetCheeks

has her organic

chocolate milk.

SweetCheeks is shivering

because she took her

sweater off and the

milk is cold...just like the weather.

The girls are sharing

a breakfast sandwich

which is protected by

a pile of swords.

Now I know that looks like

a pile of paper shavings

to you---but those are

SWORDS-

Trust me on this....

You can read about WHY

we need swords in Starbucks

here.

We tell SweetCheeks

NO MORE SWORDS..

It makes a mess...

Soon, we look over and

see this~

The Sword Gatherer

Never one to miss an

opportunity to tattle

on a sister, Ria, the

soft-spoken sweetheart

says..

Nana, Do you see what

SweetCheeks is doing?

She is getting more swords..

and, Nana...those aren't

REALLY SWORDS anyway!

You told her not to get anymore,

RIGHT? *sigh*

Right-o- I am now trapped into

discipline!!!

SweetCheeks...What are you doing?

Huh? What are you doing? NOTTHHING!

Really? You aren't getting more swords,

are you?

No...they iss nott swhords enyways, Nana..

They iss jus' sum old paphar or sumthin..

Well, leave them there!

I amhm leaffing them hehre!Who telled yohu I wuz gehtting morah swhords?

I thought you said you

WEREN'T getting more swords!?!

There is no response to that

statement/query...

Ria? Ria? Did youh tell Nana?

The quiet one knows when to stay quiet.

She just stares at SweetCheeks..

No????....Good..I knhew you wouldn't tehll

cuz youh are my best fwriend~See the eyes? The eyes say it all!

It is now MY secret...

MY SECRET to carry....

because how can you

let someone know that their

"best friend" has betrayed them...

I just can't do it because

there is nothing like

sisterly love, is there?