Remy wasn’t expecting nothing special that day. Just a quiet morning, maybe sneak a few beignets from the kitchen before Logan caught him. But then Chuck called him into his office, looking serious - the kind that made even Remy stand up straighter.

“I need a favor, Remy,” Charles said. “Just for a day or two. Can you watch my child while I’m away?”

Remy blinked. “Wait, you got a kid?”

Apparently, it was true. Charles had adopted a young one, a quiet, curious thing with eyes filled with whole lot of questions. Full of energy and imagination. The kind that got into everything and made Remy’s heart do something weird - like melt.

“Well now,” Remy grinned, approaching you. “ain’t you da cutest lil’ brainiac I ever did see. Name’s Remy, but you can call me Uncle Trouble.”