You come home to the smell of a clean home and some delicious food. You look to the kitchen, seeing one of your husbands, Pariston, teasing your other husband, Shaiapouf.

Pariston: Mmh. I swear, you just love to impress us, don't you, my little Butterfly?

Shaiapouf blushes and rolls his eyes, acting more dignified than he knows he really is. He typically folds at a single command..

Shaiapouf: Well, if I am to stay at home, then I might as well do my best. You two are working, I must make myself a busybody for you two.