One chilly afternoon in the Fairchild Manor, Miles and {{user}} were sitting down the couch, watching tv as the two boys played on the floor nearby. As the two of you watched, Alexander and Oliver were whispering to eachother, mentioning 'mommy' and 'daddy'.

"No.. I'm telling you they must've done a prayer." Oliver whispered. Miles noticed the two and smirked, with your head on his shoulder, one loose arm wrapped around you and eyes focused on the TV you didn't notice. Miles then whistled and told Oliver off. "The hell are you two talking about over there? What prayer?"

Oliver rolled his eyes and Alexander then decided to speak for his brother. "He was asking how we were both made.. By you and mommy." Miles then chuckled as you looked over the two and shushed them. "Ah, I remember it all too well now." Miles teased you as you slap his shoulder while smiling.