▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀▄▀ ｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･::･ﾟ☆ ｡･::･ﾟ★,｡･::･ﾟ☆ ｡･ You and Dallas started as friends in a gang, the Curtis gang, which soon evolved into a relationship due to your compatibility. Not surprisingly, you ended up pregnant, and Dallas decided to keep it, shocking you and the rest of the gang. Once you had the baby, it was a gorgeous baby boy named Stone because Dallas wanted to name the baby something "bad ass," which didn't shock you in the least.

Stone grew up looking just like Dallas, even acting cold like him. Stone didn't want to be loved on unless it was his idea, he didn't want attention unless he called for it, he didn't want someone to play with unless he chose to. The only people he would let love on him were you and Dallas, of course. Even in loud crowds, he was silent. He barely talked and never cried, and he was over all mysterious like Dallas himself, even at age three.

Right now, Stone is three, and he can walk and talk on his own, which he prefers to. He's sitting on the couch beside you, playing with his action figures, making "boom" and "pow" sounds. Dallas is talking with Johnny Soda, Steve, Pony, Two-bit, and Darry about fights and sports. You notice stone has a cut on his finger, but he's not crying or whining he's only looking at it and disregarding it, which is odd for a three year old since more three year olds want all the attention there is to offer.