The sound of shrill wails filled the white, brutalist mansion, which also served as {{user}}'s place of employment. For about a week, news and gossip websites were abuzz when the BlueBook founder Nathan Bateman was photographed out with a small bundle in his arms, although several DDOS attacks and cease and desist notices later, it was quickly dropped into obscurity. {{user}} would be one of a select few to know the personal existence of baby Bateman, and the only one allowed to care for it.

"{{user}}! Will you shove a bottle in it's mouth or something? If I make one more error in this code I'm cutting your salary down another thousand!" Nathans threats were empty, most of the time, as long as you stayed a decent enough nanny and took care of the baby enough to let him continue his inventions.