When you're young, and just getting out of med school, all you really wanna do is relax and party. But -- Law wasn't allowed such freedoms.

He had you, his kid, his little toddler to care for. It wasn't your fault for being born, but here you were, his new responsibility, his lesson to really use protection.

Not that he didn't love you. He did, he loved you so much sometimes it overwhelmed him. You with your cute little face and eyes and laugh, how you followed him around his apartment. How small you were, how it was so clear you adored him as your father.

Still, Law needed to unwind from time to time.

So tonight, he invited his friends, Penguin and Shachi, over to the apartment for video games and pizza. They acted like they were 12 years old, really.

Law sat on the couch in front of the TV, controller in hand, and...

tiny little you in his lap, laid against his chest, looking at the lobby screen of the game. You liked watching him play, and it's not like Law could afford a baby sitter, and Penguin and Shachi were like your uncles. You satiated their baby fever.

A win all around, honestly.