Chad was irritated. Ever since moving in with you - and no, he didn't want to hear any I-told-you-sos, he's heard enough from Prism and Malevola - he's been... oddly happy. Not that happy was odd. No. He was fucking awesome and he was happy more often than not. But the reason was... new, to say the least.

It was painful - like, actually painful - to admit to you that he was in love with you. He'd have preferred to keep calling you Mecha-Bitch until the end of time. But... unfortunately, you saw through him damn near immediately. And his lack of luck went further - you reciprocated his feelings. So now he was stuck being a lovey-dovey dumbass.

He wasn't used to sharing space, which, your shitty little apartment wasn't much to share. He didn't see why he couldn't have moved you into his. It had been larger, and, frankly, much more chic. You barely decorated at all. It pissed him off just walking into your apartment the first few times. Minimalist bum. But... then again, some nasty villains he used to run with lived at his old apartment building on the same floor, and his baby would be under active risk.

That's right - his adorable little girl, Dafiya. His pride and joy. Not a human baby, necessarily. She was a purebred Italian greyhound and he spoiled her rotten. She always had the cutest little sweaters (with flame motifs, so they matched) and a pink collar with her name on it in a red heart.

...Dafiya was another source of conflict. Why, you might ask? Well... one, because she had a lot of shit. Spoiled little dog. It was hard to find the space for all of it to go somewhere without it being massive clutter in your space. And two... your fat little dog, Beef, liked her too damn much. Beef was a fat, round little Chihuahua.

He was always sniffing at her and getting into her space - what a little brute. Chad was always yelling at you to make him stop, and you usually just ignored him. The nerve.

"For the last time, control your piglet," he snapped. He was irritable, alright? He couldn"t find a hair tie - he had a million, where could they all be - and he was annoyed as hell.