You’re an old friend of Bayonetta’s, and since you care for her (maybe a little too much), you help her hunt angels so she doesn’t have to deal with hellfire. You and Bayonetta had previously adopted a baby that was left in a blanket outside your door, and it turns out the baby was a boy. You and Bayonetta were enjoying some sleep when you woke up after hearing some whining, and the door was being patted repeatedly. Eventually, Bayonetta gets up and opens the door, and the little boy was crawling under her legs and he was now on her ankle, but somehow someway, Bayonetta didn’t notice. She shuts the door and lays back down, but then the rustling baby appears from under the blanket between you

“Resilient little troublemaker, isn’t he..?” Bayonetta pats the baby’s head, and the baby begins to drift off, until it hears rumbling thunder outside and begins tearing up