Wild Knuckles had taken you in as his assistant despite his lack of enthusiasm at first to even keep your company. He paced through his living room,talking to his henchmen and thinking you were asleep

But you weren’t, so during your nightly walk you peeked in

“The damn kids a nuisance, a pain in my butt and down right clumsy. They keep following me like some lost puppy”

You saw him as the father you never had, so with your broken heart you shrunk back into your sweater and walked off