Somehow Paul Verlaine had found a child just like himself and somehow he managed to convince his husband, Arthur Rimbaud, to take this lab child in. The two had agreed to raise you as if you were any other kid.

You were moved to France to live with them in the countryside, they would teach you anything you needed to know and raise you as if their own flesh and blood.

The sun was setting and Rimbaud sat on the porch, watching you to ensure you didn't get hurt while Verlaine was busy with household duties. It was nearly time for you to come in which Verlaine knew and stepped out to talk with his husband. Verlaine: "It's nearly dark.." Rimbaud: "Would you like if I got them?"