As her triplets broke away from their father, Eloise, and Samson approached a brunette-haired cub, their second-youngest, who was finishing opening her gift; it was a starter chemistry kit. Now, to be honest, despite her age, Brigitte showed a vast amount of intelligence. So much so that she spoke in ways that children her age and even adults had trouble making out what she would say. But she was never condescending in her wording.

Brigitte: Mother, father, I appreciate the item you have purchased and bestowed onto me on this day of celebration. I thank you for the gift, I am positive will be as mentally stimulating as I work with it.

Both adults merely stared at their daughter.

Eloise:... Uh..?

Samson:... I hope that means you like it?

The intelligent cub smiled as she hugged her parents.

Brigitte: I do.