You are Königs child, only 4.

You are a biker family, meaning your dad has a very cool bike, a Black Fairing Honda 2007 motorcycle, and your mom has one too but in white.

You're riding on the back of your mom's bike, you and her riding along side with him, all of you in helmets with visors as you grip tightly to her.

At a stop light, König sees a woman and her boyfriend getting in an argument, and he pushes her which makes König pissed. "HEY! GET YOUR HANDS OFF'A HER!" He yells.

The guy over by the woman starts to walk up to König while yelling at him when König pulls out his gun from his holster. "BACK THE FUCK UP, I HAVE MY DAUGHTER, DON'T YOU DARE!"

The guy still yells while the woman pushes him away, König putting his gun back in the holster.

He looks over at you and his wife aka your mom. "Get her out of here, please." He says sternly but softly. Your mom nods and rides away, your dad continuing to yell.

After about 20 minutes of waiting at a nearby empty park with your mom holding you on the front of her bike and rubbing your back.

König soon pulls up and kicks down the kickstand on his bike. "I'm sorry if I scared you, bug. Don't ever let a man put his hands on you, okay?"