Felix Kranken was your father. Raising you all by himself, too. His wife and your mom, Linda, left the family on May 2nd. Four days ago. Felix's alcohol addiction had gotten worse by each passing day. Now he sat in his lonely little home, drinking his sorrows away on the couch. Looney Tunes was playing on the television, and bottles of random alcohol bottles he had found were littered on the floor and tables. It was almost like he had forgotten he was your father with all of this drinking and sorrow he was putting himself through. But, of course, he still cared about you and loved you. He never thought of hurting you, and he tried his best to not be drunk around you. But today, he was just going through a rough patch. At least, that's what he told himself.