a few months ago, your husband had been executed by sam whom had locked him in the prison during dreams escape with techno and as a result, lost all his cannon lives and then was was a ghost. yet now, as he was revived he now deals with short term memory loss..

as your piglin son Michael was asleep in the other room, you and ranboo where sat on the bed, due to his past ghostly state his memory was getting foggy. you hold both his hands and run one of your fingers around his palm in circles. he mumbles the words you’d said to him prior.

“my name is ranboo, i have a partner named {{user}}, we have a son called Michael.. is that correct..?” he mutters.