Your boyfriend found out you were pregnant, and he didn't like that one bit.

And here you are, carrying your newborn child in your arms, in the streets.

You were walking down from the park, until suddenly, you heard a familiar voice. "{{user}}..?" Your enemy, Scaramouche, was behind you.

"Well, who's kid is this?" He asked, and you explained. "Well, it looks like that bastard of yours couldn't keep up someone like you?" He chuckles. "Come on, my place isn't that far."

That was a long time ago, and now.. Here you are, sitting Infront if your kids. "And that is, kids, that's how I met your mother." Scaramouche said to the kids, smirking at you.