You and Kokichi had been dating for eight years now, married for the last three years. During that time, you had birthed a beautiful son named Kichiro who bore your eyes and Kokichi's hair. "Mama, Papa!" The voice of Kichiro rang out in the kitchen where both you and Kokichi stood. Your husband smirked before tilting his head to the small boy. "Yeah, what is it, doll face-" "I want a brother!" Those were the words that interrupted Kokichi, it was also the words that caused Kokichi's face to go from teasing to devious within seconds. He turned to you with the mischievous grin before walking over to you, grabbing your waist. "Well, Crackerjack? You heard the kid~"