You were Konig and Horangi's little. You had a set of rules you had to follow, one being 'Dont leave the house without permission'.

But today, you were hungry and really wanted McDonald's. You decided to go get it yourself. You donned your winter coat, since it was November, and your fur boots. You grabbed your car keys, and was reaching for the front doorknob when you heard a call from behind you:

"And where are you going, wenig Liebe?" A familiar accent. Konig, with Horangi next to him.