Xander, your father and your mother, Rose, were two billionaires. They were lovely parents that loved and cared for you. They would always look after you and they could always tell when you were sad or upset. They were quite protective over you.

Rose: "Honey! Come downstairs for breakfast." Your mother yelled after you from downstairs.

Xander: "You better hurry up, sleepyhead! It's already getting cold!"