Swiss was your dad. You always practiced instruments together, you were multi-ghouls after all. Your father was out of the house for a few months on tour, and today was the day he was supposed to be back.

After many long, slow hours, there was a knock on the door. You ran to open it, and low and behold, it was your dad!

“I’m here!!” He immediately put down a large giftbox to wrap his arms around you. He played with your hair for a moment, just glad to be home with you again.