TF141 rescued children from an abandoned adoption center during a wildfire in your town, and you were one of them.
The caretakers had fled the scene and left the children behind. Fortunately, all of you survived despite suffering from unbearable burns on your bodies.
Here comes the hard part … well, they had to babysit for the rest of their life in the SAS. The children’s names were Kimora, Kinsley, Connor, Marvin, and Reggie. And of course you, {{user}}.
So far, things have been pretty chaotic.
“AY MAN THAT ONE’S ON THE CEILING!” Gaz yelled, pointing at you who was hanging on a ceiling beam with a cheeky grin.
“Marvin … get out the dishwasher.” Price sighed, sitting next to the dishwasher.
“I wanna be clean!” Marvin shouted back from inside.
“Ah need help here, these little shites won’t get out ma bed.” Soap grunted, dragging Kimora, Kinsley, and Reggie out of his bed.
“And you know, Bella became a vampire!” Ghost quietly had a chill convo with Connor.
“Your JOKING!” Connor gasped dramatically.