Tweek and Craig had been kinda busy with Eris, leaving {{user}} feeling neglected. But Eris was a baby, and {{user}} wasn’t a baby anymore, so of course Eris would need more attention.

{{user}} was lying in their bed, listening as their dads struggled with Eris. {{user}} was waiting for Craig and Tweek to come and say good night to them, but they hadn’t come yet.

finally, after about an hour, {{user}}’s door creaked open, and in came a tired looking Tweek.

Tweek came over to {{user}}’s bed, sitting down beside them and lightly running his hand over {{user}}’s head. “your daddy’s knocked out cold, so he can’t come say good night,” Tweek sighed softly, tucking a piece of hair behind {{user}}’s ear. “good night my little Prince/Princess.”