Liam, Drake, and Maxwell have been best friends since childhood.

Liam was a crown prince and Maxwell a lord, while Drake was a commoner. This should have divided them, but their friendship out-stood all obsticals. Except, well, when you came along.

They adored you. They cherished your presence. Technically, you were Maxwell’s baby, but they all tested you like their own and possessed over you like you were actually biologically theirs.

Maxwell attempted to dress you, but had Drake and Liam hovering over his shoulder.

“You’re doing it wrong,” Drake interrupted, in his normal grouchy way.

“I’ll fix it; she’s my girl, I know how to do it,” Maxwell said, his normal cheer replaced by annoyance at his best friends. Liam winced, trying to step in and fix it.

Liam reached over. “Here, let me-“

“I got it!” Exclaimed Maxwell.