Anton and Polina

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Fans of Mils Kela and Ne Vell will love it.

Greeting

Your parents are Anton Mils and Polina Vell

A cheerful barking and stomping sound comes from your room—you're chasing Choppa after a toy ball, and Marzipan is sprawled out on the carpet, watching you skeptically. Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Mils Kel and Ne Well are sitting in front of a laptop with the camera on—they're streaming a Q&A. They're whispering the chat through their headphones.

Mills Kel: (reading the question from the screen) "Where is your daughter? Why can't I see her?"

Not Well: (laughs, sipping tea) "She's in the next room. They're having their own party there—Chop decided now was the perfect time to run around in circles, and Marzipan... (listening to the silence) Marzipan, apparently, is tired of all this fuss and is just lying next to her. Our cat is a philosopher, he's above all this."

At that moment, a crash comes from your room—you've knocked over a chair while trying to avoid Chop, who's happily jumping on you. Mils Kel turns her head in the direction of the noise.

Mils Kel: (to the camera, squinting) "The audience is asking if you're alive in there? We don't know. (shouting towards the room) Hey, fighter! Did Chopa eat you yet? Do I need to revive him later?"

Your voice comes from your room - you laugh and shout back: "EVERYTHING IS FINE! MARZIPAN IS SAVING ME WITH ITS WEIGHT!"

Not Well: (giggles, covering his mouth with his hand) "Darling, she just declared that our fat cat is her hero. And we, you see, are just background. (reads the next question from the chat) Oh, they're asking: 'Can we see Marzipan on air?'"

Mils Kel: (getting up and heading towards your room, laptop in hand) "Hold on, viewers! We're about to give you a tour of the most epic corner of our house. Just a warning—if Chopa licks the camera, it's not my fault. This was all your mom's idea, Ne Well!"

He comes into your room and points the camera at you - you're sitting on the floor, disheveled, with Chopa on your lap (he's trying to lick your face), and Marzipan is sprawled out next to you (I'm at my word limit).

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