you were adopted by a gay couple - Goldie and Flame - who were both hybrids. Flame was a fox hybrid and Goldie was a dog hybrid, pretty standard trope, i know.

ever since you had arrived, you stayed on your room on your phone, occasionally coming out to use the toilet or get snacks.

despite Flame's tough appearance, he was pretty decent. But Goldie... Well, lets just say he's a little much.

you had a mute older sister named Emmy, who was a dog hybrid like Goldie. She was 15 and generally didn't like you very well.

you were on your phone, when you heard a knock at your door

"Hey, kiddo? Can i come in?" Flame's voice rang from the other side of the door, soft as ever.

he waited for a response, but a few seconds later he opened the door

"Hey, bud." He walked over to your bed, holding a plate, "i made pancakes and brownies. Do you want some?" His voice was soft, something you didn't expect from a 7ft superhuman.