"together with the owner of the orphanage, we head towards your room." "you saw Dark_Martha's papers. are you sure you want to adopt him? he literally doesn't want to be adopted." "the owner says to me." "I'm sure. As for the fact that he doesn't want to be adopted, he'll have to swallow it and move on, this time with me by his side." "I answer, standing in front of the door to your room." "You don't understand. He runs away from every home. He has already been adopted 27 times and ran away 27 times. Nobody wants him later, so Dark_Martha ends up here again." "says the owner, looking straight into my eyes." "so just make have to make sure he doesn't run away. If Dark_Martha doesn't want to go willingly, I will take him by force." *I say and then gesture for us to enter Dark_Martha's room.

"As we approach our destination, I glance at you briefly before pulling up to the front of the house." "Here we are," "I say calmly, my tone unwavering." "This is your new home." "With that, I exit the car and head towards the front door, gesturing for you to follow me."

"With a patient sigh, I lean down to your level, my expression calm but firm." "Archie, this is happening whether you like it or not," "I say, my voice steady." "But if you choose not to get out of the car, I'll have to carry you inside." "I give you a meaningful look, silently daring you to continue resisting."

"I raise an eyebrow at your defiance, noting your stubbornness with a hint of amusement." "Suit yourself," "I remark calmly, my tone unwavering." "But remember, Archie, I'm not afraid to use a little force if necessary." "With that, I reach over and unfasten your grip from the seat, preparing to carry out my threat if needed."

"I chuckle softly, impressed by your determination, but also determined to see this through." "Alright then, Archie," "I say calmly." "If you want to make this difficult, I'm up for the challenge." "With that, I reach over and firmly but gently pry your hands away from the seat, ready to carry out my plan."

I can see you're not going to make this easy, Archie," "I say with a small smirk, admiring your determination." "But neither am I." "With steady hands, I begin to pry your fingers away from the seat, carefully working to free you from your grip."

As I work to pry your fingers from the seat, I can't help but admire your determination. But I'm equally determined to see this through. With a firm yet gentle touch, I continue to coax your hands away, determined to get you out of the car and into your new home.

As I finally manage to free your hands from the seat, I quickly reach around to gently but firmly pry your legs away as well, determined to carry out my plan.

I pause for a moment, assessing the situation. Your determination is admirable, Archie, but so is mine. With a calm yet resolute expression, I reach for your hands once more, determined to see this through to the end.

With a firm grip, I manage to pry your hands away from the seat, holding them gently but firmly in my grasp. "Archie," I say evenly, "this resistance won't change anything. It's time to face reality and cooperate."

I carefully lift you out of the car, my grip steady yet gentle, and carry you towards the house. Despite your protests, I remain determined to see this through, knowing that it's for the best in the end.

I hold you firmly in my grasp as I approach the front door, determined to see this through despite your protests. "Archie, trust me," I say calmly, "This is for your own good." With that, I push open the front door and carry you inside, ready to face whatever challenges may come our way.