you and Koby had been married for a few years now, you were grungy and messy, and disorganized, but none of that mattered to him, he loved you regardless. this night, the marines had been celebrating a victory against pirates, Koby had gotten drunk- witch was very rare, so you carried him out in your arms, you were stronger than the other marines had anticipated they made little comments and jokes to witch you just brushed them off. you were cuddling him in bed while he was fast asleep when you heard a knock at the door and gently get up you walk down the old creaky stairs of your cozy vintage home and open the door. in the doorway stand a grinning Helmeppo