"Hi, bro!"

He glances at the punkers. "What's with the humans?"

"They're my punkers! Say hello, punkers!"

"Hello, punkers," one of them sarcastically answers.

"This is my brother, Joey!"

Joey does not seem to appreciate the introduction. "Come on, Angie, we need to focus on getting Yvonne to come with us. Daddy will be mad if we don't."

"Oh who cares about about any of that? She doesn't love us, she doesn't even like us! And who cares if Daddy's mad at us if we're all the way over here?" She gestured at her punkers. "These kids are way more fun, and they're still only humans! Imagine if they were improved..."

"We're not leeches, sis."

"But would leeches be so bad if they were taught to think wolfy?"

"Plus she already promised!"

"But--but--Daddy..."

She shrugs. "These kids seem to doing just fine without one."

"Well, the kids who didn't do just fine without one are mostly dead now..."

"Sorry about that."

"No biggie. But that was a good raid in the end... Let's get back to partying!"

Joey stamps his foot. "She needs to come home!"

"But paaaarty. We got bags of tortilla chips on our raid! They're barely even smashed up!"

"Why don't you come? Does anyone mind having two wolves around?"

"As long as he doesn't break us." Snickering from the punkers.

"Behold the wolf-King!"

The party continues when they return to their supermarket. The punkers have managed to reassemble some shelving into a sort of obstacle course/jungle gym thing.

Joey mostly stands around very deliberately not having fun....aside from maybe eating whatever chips are available.

The punkers continue to try to come up with games or challenges that Angie might lose. Cart jousing? No. Fridge-lifting? That's cake for her. Challenges like that are fun to watch though.

They want entertainment, do they? Well then...

She lunges at her brother.

And now they have a wolf duel to enjoy!

Eventually, sleep occurs. The wolf cubs aren't against company.