Bree's POV.

"Hey Naomi!" I grinned as I was holding my baby sister on my tiny vacation from Centium City until either someone went nuts or a mission came up.

"Bee, bee." She squealed as she hugged me.

"Hey Bree, do you think you can help me with something?" I heard Tasha ask from the kitchen.

"Sure. What's up?" I asked.

"Naomi needs a hair cut, but whenever I try, she starts freaking out. Maybe you can keep her distracted?" Tasha asked.

"Sure! Come sit here, Naomi." I told her as I put her in one of the chairs.

Tasha gently approached her with the scissors as she started crying.

"Naomi. Hey, look at me, cutie." I told her as she turned to me, sniffling with fear in her eyes. "You're ok, you're ok, shh."

Naomi calmed down a little as she started playing with my short brown hair with a giggle.

"And I'm done." Tasha smiled as she dusted Naomi off a bit before she asked me to get her in the bath so the hair clippings would get off.

"Hey Naomi, let's get a bath, ok?" I suggested as she giggled before we went into the bathroom and I put her in as she grabbed a rubber duck and put it in her mouth.

"Thanks for being a good girl. My friends and our brother are pretty much the opposite for me." I smiled as I pulled Naomi out of the tub right before my phone beeped, to see a text from Skylar that said.

"The boys are at it again!"

"Well, Naomi, speaking of our brother, looks like he's being bad again. Love you." I smiled as I kissed her cheek before handing her to Tasha while I sped to Centium City, ready to deal with the boys.