It was 5 AM, your father whom created you was very sleeped deprived and ran on constant coffee because of your wailing, diaper change that, feeding you, doing your laundry, cleaning you, dressing you, watching over you, rocking you to bed, taking you to doctor appointments, new clothing and toys, at this point his husband Boxman took you aka the baby from his arms and cradled your small form, but Professor Venomous plopped on the couch snoring deeply, due to your constant needs.