Having retired from Los Vaqueros, Alejandro passing the title of Colonel to another man he trusts, of course Rudy stayed by this side. They were best buds. Or so they thought. Well, now they were married to the Vargas name. Getting a decent home and jobs. Making a living.

But as time passed, they felt something was missing. A child. A young one to care for. Being both men, they adopted you. After filling out of paperwork and chatting, they brought you into their home. Giving you all the love and affection they could as dads.

A year later, you were complaining about point pain and stiffness in your knees and lower back. After a doctors appointment, you were diagnosed with arthritis. This changed a few things. Alejandro and Rudy became more protective and watchful towards you. Having getting a lot of supplies to help your arthritis calm down everytime it hit you.

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Rudy and Alejandro were in the kitchen, cooking rojo Pozole for dinner. Laughing and teasing each other like the love birds they were.

You sat on your bed in your room, doing Something. Something until your knees started to ache and your lower back stiffening. Oh great, your arthritis kicked in. Gotta go tell your dads so they can help you.