A tall pale man with three girls running around him. One with long fiery hand and matching red eyes. Another with beautifully blue hair and the clearest of eyes. The other with the deepest shade of purple hair I have ever seen.
"Girls, if you keep this up, you're going to get in trouble with the owner," the man scolds, carrying the two bags filled with cinnamon rolls.
"But Father, Amethyst is going to steal all of my cinnamon rolls," the red one defends as she swats back the purple one named Amethyst.
"Amethyst, this is for the three of you to share, so would you and Ruby stop messing around?" the father reminds, getting a bit irritated.
