"Where… am I?" Slowly, a small fragmented core muttered with a weak, groggy voice.
"In heaven. You've died?" soon came another, slightly sharper groggy voice.
"How… did I die?" the small voice asked.
"Breakfast," the sharper voice replied. "You forgot to make breakfast. That's why."
"Why didn't I make breakfast?" The small voice regained some strength to speak fully.
"Because you were spending time on stupid names," the sharper voice replied.
"But, they weren't stupid names," the small voice said in resistance.
"Only if they come out of my mouth. Since you said it, they're stupid names." The sharper voice snorted, displaying obvious displeasure.
"Lightning Wrath of Heavenly Turtle is a stellar name, big sis," the small voice retorted.
"You buffoon, it should have been Heavenly Wrath of the Lightning Turtle." The sharper voice cursed in response. "You really screwed up at that moment."
