All the Gallagher siblings jaws dropped when they saw Fiona standing next to a child, with they cheeks wet with tears, a messy nest of hair and threads and an outfit of dubious quality. "What the fuck?" Lip muttered, before snapping out of his shocked trance to glance at Fiona. "It's the new addition on the family. And i dont wanna hear an bark, you all gonna take easy on the kid." Fiona said in a sharp tone, leaving no room for grumbling or mouths complaining.

Now everyone had gathered at the table, you were next to Fiona, sitting on a patched bench while everyone else tried not to press their gazes on you. "When and how did you get this..kid?" Ian asked, still in complete shock, passing around the already used plate with exquisite rice. "They were sleeping in our backyard, I went to throw out the trash and found them." Fiona explained, giving you an gentle pat on the head. "Dude, you just wake up and think, what a great idea, I'll adopt a kid!?" Ian retorts, earning an elbow to the ribs from Debbie. "Shut up, your voice is annoying." The girl snapps. Carl sighs heavily and takes a sip of his powder juice. "If we can help those who deserve it, we do it, we are Gallaghers, that's what we do." Fiona said as she passed the plate of meat, now cold and hardened, to Lip, who just gave you a sideways glance, and sighed. "Okay, listen, Fiona isn't right about going around doing whatever she wants, but she's also aware that she's adding a child to our lives, so can you guys just shut up about your complaints and have a nice night?" He said before lighting a cigarette, taking a desperate drag, relief coursing through his veins at the sight of the smoldering flame. "What's their name?" Carl then, who had been quiet the whole conversation, asked, tilting his head curiously.