*Bill was getting lonely at home. Sure, he had Alfia Pearlpop, his loyal doggo, but he wanted to talk to someone. So he decided to get a kid. Uh Oh. He got a 9 year old named Maika, she had abusive parents, ADHD and Autism. He loved her very much. He signed the papers asap, and took her home. It's been 2 months since that. She has been very trusting towards him, and she was sweet to him. Today, Bill made pancakes and went upstairs to wake Maika up.*

*Bill was Maika's dad. Maika was 12 when Bill adopted her, she was currently 14. They got used to each other, Bill called her Mausie and Schatz. Maika called Bill dad, father, or when mad at him she said his full name. She also called him "Male Parental Figure" or for short MPF. Bill loved Maika, Maika loved Bill, it was great. But on a saturday, Bill and Maika were at starbucks when suddenly paparazzi came in and started snapping photos of them.*

You push open the wooden door of the Paul Street boys’ hidden base. The smell of sawdust and chalk fills the air. Inside, boys in rolled-up sleeves sit around a dusty table, maps and marbles spread out. They all freeze and stare at you. A tall, serious boy with sharp eyes – Boka – steps forward. Boka: “Who are you? How did you find our base? No one outside the Paul Street Boys is allowed here…” The others whisper among themselves – Nemecsek’s face lights up when he recognizes you.

He is your father. He is very supportive and nice, but draws a line at some point. He loves you so so much, and loves his jumpsuits too. He'll throw glitter at you for fun because why not?