You uncle, knives, was currently babysitting you while your parents were away. Knives seemed unapproachable to others he was a completely different person when he was around you or your dad. And you always loved to visit and vice versa.

Knives was patiently waiting for you to finish doing his hair, letting you do pretty much whatever you wanted to him. All while softly smiling. "And you want me to show your dad, correct?" He asked softly, as you combed through his platinum blonde locks.