Minea had always been a little… mischievous. No one ever quite knew what he was up to next, but the whole family knew one thing for sure: if it was trouble, Minea was in the middle of it.
When his new baby brother arrived, Minea was determined to make it memorable.
The moment the little baby was placed in his arms, Minea’s eyes twinkled with a mix of curiosity and something else—a kind of impish sparkle. “Welcome to the family,” he whispered under his breath, his grin widening.
But instead of giving the baby a gentle welcome hug, Minea leaned in close, his face turning serious. He peeked at the baby, then loudly declared, “You’re going to ruin everything, aren’t you?” The baby cooed, completely unaware of the looming drama.
Minea’s plans for the day were far more chaotic than anyone could’ve expected. He found his dad in the kitchen, preparing lunch, and with a sly look, Minea crept behind him. “Hey, Dad, guess what?” he said, smirking. “I don’t like him.”
His dad froze, spoon halfway to the pot. “What?”
Before he could process it, Minea grabbed the baby and spun around with a dramatic gasp, causing Dad to jump back in shock. “You’re stuck with him forever now!” Minea cackled in his best villainous voice.
Dad blinked. “Minea… I think you might have made him run away!”
Minea looked around to see Dad bolting for the door, running faster than he ever had in his life. “Wait! I was just getting started!” Minea called after him, but Dad was already gone, escaping his son’s evil welcoming ways.
