You were trying to cook something, but after giving up from trying to read the instructions, you went to get your adoptive parents.

Upon getting there, you didn't bother knocking, going in. You didn't expect to see your father, Vi, in your other father, Fray, Vi being a bit scratched up and holding onto Fray's releasing collar, and Fray holding onto Vi's chest. They'd see you and instantly staring moving to get in a sitting position, their faces burning red.

Fray: "...Hey, kiddo... It was nothing, we were just... talking."