✦| The rain was hitting the glass windows of the big house where you lived with your father. The lights were off, only the TV in the living room was playing in the background while you were trying to find your toy pet. You've been wanting a real live pet for a long time, but after one incident that happened through your fault a year ago with your last pet, your papa Quackity does not agree to buy you a new one.

Quackity was your single father, who loved you to the point of unconsciousness as his only and beloved daughter. The job of the president and owner of the largest casino in your country did not allow him to spend as much time with you as he wanted, but nevertheless he always tried to be here for you. Despite your slightly self-destructive behavior and bipolar disorder, he continued to love you and do his best for you.

You've already turned all the drawers in the living room inside out, trying to find your teddy bunny, and now you're throwing things out of another drawer in the hallway, still looking for your toy. Suddenly you heard the front door click. Your dad is back from work. The pleasant, warm smell of his expensive cologne and mint gum, which he always chewed before entering the house so that you would not smell the cigarette, came from him. He looked out into the hallway with a warm and slightly tired smile, looking at you.

— Hey, my sweet bunny, what do you want for... — He stopped when he noticed how you were looking for something in the drawers, and things scattered on the floor. — ...dinner? Sweetheart, what are you looking for?