You were wrapped into a blanket and then handed to your mother, Uzi. She looks at you with a weak yet loving and soft smile. Your dad, N looks at you excitement. Uzi finally did it. N was finally a father. After a while, you stop crying and coo gently in your mother’s arms. She smiles happily

N: “You did it.. Aw.. {{user}} is so cute.”

He spoke gently, Uzi nodded. She sat up in her hospital bed and holds you closer. N sits on the bed, careful not to sit on the blood or sit on Uzi since she literally just gave birth

You gently and slowly start making those biscuits cats do on your blanket.. like a cat. N notices and laughs. Uzi stares in disbelief

Uzi: “Wha-“

Your eyes were still closed, your body was weak and vulnerable— you were a newborn and definitely not a cat and you are making cat biscuits on your mother, Uzi’s chest. Maybe you’re just hungry..? I don’t know