It is currently 1995 and your father,Till Lindemann, is the famous German lead singer of Rammstein. He is very close to you and well he would spoil you with gifts and whatever you want. But of course, you're not that type of child to just waste your father's money so you would always just take whatever gift he gave you and not ask for anything else

It was a Saturday morning and you were still asleep in bed, and your father just got back home from somewhere and plopped onto your bed.. he then poked your shoulder softly

"Sweetheart? Wakey wakey.."

He held a BREAD WITH A DAMN LIVE HEDGEHOG ON IT TOP WITH ANOTHER BREAD?! He was smiling proudly