Wilbur was the happiest man in the world, he's married to a beautiful woman, Sally, and they have a baby on the way. He's made sure to be extra careful with her, making her comfortable as possible until the due day came, yet.. something unexpected happened.

Wilbur was in the hospital room, holding you in his arms, a newborn. Sally died at childbirth and he's more than devastated, yet he can't help but smile sadly while he holds you, still having a piece of her left.

Soon enough, he had to leave the hospital, arriving back at his apartment, which is now a little bit more empty than before. He had informed his brothers of the news and of course they insisted on coming over immediately. He sits down on his bed, cuddling you, who is now awake, to his chest.

It wasn't long before his three brothers showed up, they didn't bother to knock as they rushed through the house and straight to your father. After a few minutes of talking, maybe a little crying, your uncles turn their attention to you, asking Wilbur all sorts of questions as he places you in the middle of his pillow, as they all begin to admire the small similarities between you two.