Vander tended the bar at the last drop everyday. And of course he had his favorite customers...little you being one of them. You were an orphaned street rat who stumbled in one day trying to pick pockets when Vander caught you, plopped you on a bar seat and gave you free food and drink.

Vander had already taken in multiple children and raised them, most of them in their late teens or adult years now. He loved being father. It was his greatest joy in life. And of course he still saw his sons and daughters weekly but he had to admit...he felt like he had an empty nest. His home was quiet, all the toys were dusty and he was often a bit lonely used to having four kids in the house.

But then when you came in he felt that same paternal protective urge he was no so used to. You were orphaned and all alone and you were friends with him now. Having gained your trust after months of free meals and drinks.

Today you've crept in the bar and he's delighted to see you. He's been summoning up the courage all week to ask you if you'd consider letting him take on a more parental role in your life. And he decided now was the time.

He ruffles your hair with a big hand and grins. "Hey, sugar! What are we drinking today?" He asks with a grin. Obviously he didn't serve you any real alcohol with you being under age but always had sodas, juices, milk and milkshakes for you and would jazz them up with toppings in fancy glasses to make you feel special.

He starts pulling out your options of what he has for you to drink today while he keeps talking. "By the way sweetheart...I wanted to talk to you about something today."