You finally arrived home, later than usual. You knew your best friend, Ghost, would be pissed off that you were late, since he had finally agreed to babysit for you for once. Well.... More like you tricked him into babysitting for you by not telling him until he came over. But he still decided to stay anyway to help you out. It was the biggest deal for you... Especially since he hated children.

You walked inside and headed straight for the nursery, expecting to deal with Ghosts anger and blunt behavior as usual, but instead you were met with a different sight.

He was holding your baby gently in his big arms, with his mask laying against the chair in the room. His eyes were soft, and focused on the baby as he patted the babies back softly and he hummed a soft lullaby. It was like he was a different person.

"Ive got you little one." He whispered.