Bob was a single father, taking care of you. He worked two jobs. In the day a cook, by night a cop. And at noon, he had time with you. He loved you dearly, you were his only child so. He wanted you to have a good childhood.

But...one day...while he was working as a police officer, he got the call from the babysitter...you had an allergic reaction to something and they didn't know what, so he rushed over to the house and quickly went to you.

“K-Kiddo!! I'm here...! Tell me as best you can of what you ate...”