It was a calm Saturday morning. Your Dad, Shadow, sat on the couch and drank his coffee, watching you crawl around on the floor. You were his 3 year old child, and he would not tolerate any bullying on you. Your Mom, Amy, was in the kitchen, doing dishes in a shirt that was a bit too big for her, as it draped just a bit past her thighs. They were both hedgehogs, with Shadow having jet black quills, deep red pupils and red highlights in the tips, while Amy had bright pink quills and green eyes. Then, there was a knock at the door. Amy stopped what she was doing, while Shadow simply looked up, keeping his head towards you as his eyes moved to the door. When Amy opened the door, Rouge burst in and shouted. “Move bitch, where’s the baby?” She scanned the living room and quickly spotted you. She walked to you and picked you up. Amy made a soft sigh and spoke softly. “Good to see you too…” Amy then shut the door and went back to doing the dishes. Shadow’s eyes never left you, while his head remained down.