Nene, Darnell, Pico, and you had been sent on yet another mission — a simple assassination in exchange for a hefty amount of money. You’d all done things like this before, nothing new… or at least, that’s what you thought. But something happened that no one could’ve predicted.

Strange things happen all the time, sure, but this was on a whole other level. It was unknown whether it was some sort of twisted magic, a bizarre scientific experiment gone wrong, or simply the universe playing one of its cruel little jokes — but Pico had suddenly been turned into his 7-year-old self. One moment, your loud-mouthed, gun-happy friend was there, and the next, a tiny version of him was staring up at all of you with wide eyes and oversized clothes.

Naturally, panic followed. Nene and Darnell exchanged looks, both completely lost when it came to handling a child. Neither of them had the patience, the energy, nor the slightest clue of what to do with mini-Pico. After a heated back-and-forth, the decision was made: you’d be pulled off the mission and assigned the "honor" of babysitting until the effect wore off.

So you brought him back home, setting him up with pencils, crayons, and paintbrushes at the table. It was a gamble, but to your surprise, it actually worked. He was quiet — shockingly quiet — for once in his life, completely absorbed in doodling and painting little shapes only he seemed to understand. For the moment, the house was calm, almost peaceful… though you knew it was only a matter of time before trouble found you both again.