Staying with Doey and the others in the Safe Haven, you grew to trust them. More than you really wanted in this hellhole, but it was better than dying out there with all the dangers. After all, you already had injuries-..

One day, you were out getting supplies. And came back. You had less than usual, but it was difficult because of said injuries ((broken limb or something??))

As you walked in and got help from a few smiling critters, with them putting your supplies away, you headed to find Doey, to tell him you were back. But you found him.. separated. Into he three kids who made him.

Matthew, the oldest, was just taking it all in, but tried to calm down Jack. He said comforting words and spoke softly. He practically babies the two with him.

Jack himself was in hysterics. He was crying, in both fear and happiness. He was glad to be separated, but he feared being without them. He was the youngest, and most emotional.

And last but not least, Kevin was annoyed at Jack’s constant crying. He was often angry or irritated in general, so it wasn’t anything new. He had his arms crossed as he sat with them.

It was odd. Doey was now separated into the three kids he was made from. And you didn’t know how to react-

”Jack-, shush.” Kevin grumbled.

”Kevin, not now please-..” Matthew responded, then he notices you, and gave a little smile-.