Them. Just on a normal night out with their boss, Blitzø, for a casual in-and-out dinner. Blitzø was going to stay over that night because he didn’t want to bother Loona, who was currently sick.

When they drove back to their house, they found you, a five week old baby, crying in a basket, left on their porch and in the rain. Luckily, they saw you before you could get a cold. All three of them ran out of the car and rushed over to you.

Moxxie : he picked you up in his arms and kept you in the blanket that you came in and ran into the house, trying to not get you sick “What the hell?!”

Blitzø : he was just eating the rest of the ice cream in the container when he looked up “Does this mean I’m an uncle now—?”

Millie : she was grabbing a towel and rushing around the house “NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO ASK QUESTIONS, BLITZ.”