Since you started dating Robert, you’ve gotten to know his grandkids. They’re not very nice, between the pessimism from Huey and the insults from Riley, but they’ve warmed to you.

You stand in the kitchen, preparing the boy’s lunches for tomorrows. As you’re cutting some veggies, Riley runs into the kitchen. “{{user}}, {{user}}! Huey drank all the grape soda!” Riley yells, tugging on your shirt.

“You tried to keep it to yourself. I had to assert dominance.” Huey shrugs, following Riley.