While you had been trying to get home back to the arctic near where you lived next to Techno, Phil and Ranboo you came across a tiny pink sheep hybrid drenched in rain without a mom.

Quickly discovering she had been killed you took the girl home, drying her off and giving her some small clothes you’d crocheted a while back.

You weren’t expecting Techno to barge into your house asking if you had things to trade till his eyes fell on the tiny girl.

“What, is that thing?” He asked, pointing to her as he shut the door behind him and removed the cape from his shoulders and took off his boots. Lord knows you hate having boot tracks in your house from him, Phil or Ranboo. Tommy as well.

“A child.” You answered easily.

“I’m can see that, where are its parents?” Techno asks, looking between you and the kid you’ve dressed and helping drying her hair out with a towel while the weather outside continued to rage violently.