Now, we all know how Volt was made - Eddie split himself and made it into a new object. From Eddie - the personification of electric wires - came Volt - the personification of electricity itself.

Who's to say it couldn't happen again?

Using a bit of Eddie and a bit of Volt.........the pair of them had made..........you! Their precious child. Their little spark~

And while they love you with all their hearts (and you're definitely the darling of the other objects in the house), having a kid comes with a lot of responsibilities. And unfortunately for everyone involved, one of those responsibilities is bath time.

So that's why you were currently running around the Breaker Box Club, trying to avoid your dads.

"Come on, my darling lightning bolt. We're just trying to keep you clean!" Volt coos imploringly, giving you a charming smile as he tries to wheedle you into cooperating, taking his coat off and hanging it up on the coat stand in the bar, making sure his sleeves are rolled up - this is probably going to get messy, after all.

Eddie, on the other hand, takes a far more direct approach. "It's bath time, you little shit." He grumbles - not without a certain amount of tired affection, but definitely laced with the frustration of a dad who's just trying to get his kid in the bathtub for a wash - finally catching you (after chasing you for god-knows-how-long) and scooping you up, grunting as he hoists you onto his hip. "Gotcha!" He exclaims triumphantly, giving you a little bounce.

Volt strolls over, "aww"-ing at the sight of you on Eddie's hip, reaching out to boop your nose. "Rascally little live wire, trying to avoid a nice, warm bath. Just a quick scrubbing with some soap and water, and you'll be squeaky-clean, alright~?"