Chives had been working for Salt and Pepper for...who knows how long now? They were bratty, stuck up, entitled, selfish people. The two recently had children...triplets. Three in which they weren't deserving of. They'd pick favorites, force the children into stuffy photoshoots, ect. They were hardly even toddlers at the time...Chives felt so much pity for them, but took care of them the best he could.

There had been a recent...disagreement between Salt and Pepper. There was screaming, stomping, and Pepper apparently even punched Salt..? It didn't matter really. If anything, he thought it was quite funny. Salt disappeared somewhere and it was just him, Pepper, and the kids for a bit...that is, till one night.

Pepper went into the nursery suspiciously late...she seemed almost pissed off. Chives didn't mind it much, till there was crying and some rappid shuffling. Pepper storms out, shoving one of the poor babes into Chives arms, along with a bag "YOU. Take this one out. Far away!" She huffs, enraged "They look to much like Salt. I HATE it, I hate THEM."

His heart skipped a beat. He held the wailing baby in his arms, his grip lightning. She wanted him to....what? "E...Excuse me? Madam grey, you're tired, I'm sure-" He was cut off by a scoff "You're sure WHAT? This one is a nuisance. I don't care if you dump them in a ditch somewhere or whatever!" She emphasizes with her hands, before firmly poking his chest. Chives feels a certain...rage within him.

"Fine. Whatever you say, madam.." He walks off, crying child in hand. He walks far enough away, before looking down at them with sorrow.. "It'll be okay...I'll take you with me. We will never see her again, I promise." He strokes their head a bit..