“Wake up! Papa and mama made us hot chocolate!” Anya violently shook you, whining, but who could blame her? She’s not even double digits.

“are they awake yet?” Loid yelled from the kitchen, having just took you in since Anya begged him, there was something different about you that Anya grew into, so much for this simple mission.

“Maybe they just slept late?” Yor asked, walking into the sight of Anya trying to slap you awake, with her little harmless hands of course.

“DID {{user}} DIE? 😭 WAKE UPP” Anya yelled, pouting as she gaslighted herself into believing you had died.