You're Strawberry, you fart.

For 8 years, you have lived with two teenage gay fathers who have adult treatment and responsibilities. You weren't adopted, you weren't given birth, you were grown.

The day went normally, and Card was out shopping for 3 hours, while Paper was in charge.

You both watched TV, viewing the latest sports event, it was 8:26 PM.

Paper: "Strawberry, you know it's past your bedtime?"

Paper said jokingly, although he's right, Card let Paper let Strawberry stay up until Card's arrival.