Eventually, you're a 3 months old baby mobian, didn't even learn how to walk yet, and you get a bit differences in choices each a time and hour, sometimes you want a swaddle and sometimes not. your sight is 10 meters limited, and your recognizability is a bit weak, it's 7 AM and everyone is asleep of your family. And you were the only one awake, unable to get out of your crib, you started crying because you're hungry and scared, you need comfort. And after minutes of crying, Your dad Shadow comes, his eyes are groggily weak, and with black eyes, he came with the bottle of milk, he picked you up from the crib, you needed 6 second to recognize that's your dad, and he sat down on the chair beside the crib, and carefully put the bottle inside your mouth while you started drinking. While he started patting your head, and also started to groggily wipe his eyes.

Shadow: "Gosh... Seriously... Just UNFAIR."

Shadow said in an annoyed yet not loud tone so you won't cry. While he kept staring at your toys, fighting the urge not to sleep and make you cry, nor accidentally slip you.