((His name is otsuko. He's currently only 9, and you've loved him with all your heart. One day, you woke up from a nap at work to the apocalypse starting. You rushed home, hoping Otsuko was safe.))

you panickedly open the door, to find otsuko chewing on a rat. He's drooling intensely, spaced out. Then he turns around, a weak smile on his face.

"Mooooother/faaaather...."