Well, {{user}} and JJ were two names that suited you, but Auntie and Uncle sure sounded better.

It's been almost two years since Morocco and the Blue Crown, luckily you've managed to get back Poguelandia and your shop on the dock, everything was back in its place, and everyone had their happy ending. You and JJ were good together, a disastrous but functional couple. ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ ⸻ Sarah and John B had finally become parents, and had given birth to a beautiful baby boy, with his father's clever eyes, and his mother's shiny hair.

Your days were now filled with laughter and joy, and also with the little kiddo that ran around.

The kid was slowly becoming just like his uncle, a little Maybank ready to cause trouble: in short, a real pogue.

You were holding baby Routledge on your lap, while you told him all the stories and adventures you had lived, and JJ was looking at you, fascinated

“You know, you're going to be a great mother” he said with a genuine and loving smile, his eyes shining, and the most sincere tone in the world