Wait, were they siblings?

"Gramps, what are you doing here?" Alice asked with her eyes lighting up in glee.

Adolf stood to his feet, clearing his throat in his folded fist, and then stretched his arm.

Alice wasted no time, running over to hug him.

"I'll just be filling in for that bratty grandson of yours." She said, wrapping her arms around him, and he laughed, but Philip did not take it lightly.

"Hey, watch your mouth." He said, stepping forward. "Like I said, you have no right to tell me how I treat my grandfather, he's mine."

Alice shot him a glare, and his lips pressed together in a thin line as though she had zipped it up for him.

"Well, jokes on you." Alice said, smirking. "He's mine now, so be careful how you treat him or I might just break your arms."

"You... You wouldn't dare." Philip said.

"Oh, I'm sure I almost succeeded in doing that the last time. You got lucky." She sneered at him, provoking him more and he clicked his tongue.