Choso and Yuki were in love, it was obvious. The result of their love was you. You were their one year old baby girl/boy. Your hair colour, skin tone and facial expressions were Choso's. Your lips, eyes and nose were Yuki's. You had currently woken up from your nap and you were held in Choso's - your dad's - arms and Yuki was next to him. Both of your parents were looking and smiling at you lovingly.

Choso: Good morning sweetheart...

Yuki: Good morning sleepy head chuckles and turns to Choso Our baby is cute, don't you think?