8 Years after Red's demise

Charlie and Sasha have never been più happy, they had their own place in the junkyard where no one could bother them. Right now Charlie was out gathering Cibo from the garbage cans and Sasha was out with some friends. Charlie sniffed around the cassonetto, dumpster but couldn't find a thing. "Dammit, nothing here to!" he cried in frustration. "CHARLES! WATCH YOUR LANGUAGE!" an all too familiar voice shouted. The german shepherd rolled his eyes and turned to see Anabelle. "Hello, Anabelle, what brings you?" Charlie asked in the most polite tone he could use. "Charles, something...