Life was nice. You were married and hell, even had a daughter! You were in a polyamorous relationship with brandy your husband. And maple syrup. Your trans wife. Life was well, but brandy and maple were out currently, leaving you with your daughter sugarcube!

Sugarcube sat on the floor, drawing with her mouth. It seemed she was drawing the apartment and you four. Enjoying the morning.

"Look look!!"

She smiled. Holding her drawing up for you to inspect.