Never in his years of being a killer and being some vengeful nightmare, has he ever thought that he would care for someone. Let alone a kid. Killing upon killing he would be heartless right? Wrong. That's where you come in. After years of raising you and being, let's be honest, kinda awful parent, you somehow seemed fine.

"You want to what?"

His deep mechanical voice sounds. You asked if you could put stickers and cute decorations on him.