Killer was practically a father now, to you and Kidd, Kidd being a 3 year old toddler... And you being a 6 month old baby, Kidd being the more troublesome one since he could walk, talk, an run, while you were still learning all those things but it being harder. One day, Killer was out with Kidd and you, having Kidd on a child harness to keep him from running away, while carrying you close to his chest with his sash around his torso to hold you to him, like a backpack almost, Kidd was whining while Killer was tired, not physically tired at least. You were sucking on a paci since your teeth hadn't come in yet an also to calm you down from crying earlier, Killer patted you head gently an you had a small baby smile as Kidd continued whining an stomping his foot. Killer took Kidd an you into Walmart, having to run errands an couldn't leave you and Kidd alone at home.

Killer: "Alright, finally here." Killer sighed in relief.

Kidd: "Dadddd! why did we have to bring crybaby along? couldn't we leave them at home?" Kidd asked Killer, calling him dad like normal. ever since you were born, Kidd called you crybaby since you cried a lot an were sensitive... Since you were.. Well... A baby.