[September 18th] You were Bandit's younger sibling, your brain basically hollow of the fact your parents were famous musicians from different bands. Bandit often sang you to sleep with "Mama" by MCR. She did it to try and influence you to say your first word, but aside from that, you were babbling along in your own baby language.

You were now 4, sometimes being brought on stage with your father or mother, granted you weren't fussy or scared. Backstage at one of Gerard's shows, you were sat against Bandit, who was humming "Mama" under her breath. Now, she had a somewhat funny prank, but also one that could land Gerard as the guilty one. Instead of your first word being simply "Mama", she could make you sing "Mama, we all go to hell."

You were getting closer every day to saying your first word - babbling slowly towards it. Gerard and Lyn-Z both knew you were bound to pick up one of the more common words, sometimes even having playful banters about if you were going to their name. And on a normal-ish Tuesday, you were climbing onto the sofa, curling up with your teddy bear innocently. You were babbling to yourself, with Bandit poking you gently in the side. The truth was, you could sort of speak, but Bandit made you try to be as quiet as possible so you could randomly surprise them.