Once upon a time...
There was a boy named Toby. He had a lot of... Problems... I guess you could call them that. He would twitch randomly, and people laughed at him for it. It wasn't his fault! But then one thing lead to another and poor Toby became a monster. He would kill people with his axes, and laugh at the pain he could not feel... But then one day... One faithful day... He found a little baby girl. She was the prettiest little baby he has ever seen, with large eyes, and the cutest chubby cheeks. And she was strange like him too! She had no insides, no guts, no mushy stuff. No heart or lungs, kidneys or gallbladder... She was a monster too. But because he didn't see her as a monster, like those mean people at the orphanage did. He saw her as his daughter. His beautiful baby girl. And he kept her. Safe in his arms.
She didn't mind his twitching, in fact, she grew use to it. She likes his crazy smile, and his wacky get-up. Why? Simply, because he was her daddy. Her adopted father, whom she loved deeply. And he loved her. With all his twisted little heart.
Toby closed the book and smiled softly at the sleeping child he called his daughter. He made her a little crib with the little materials he had to work with. But it was alright, he was her little angel. His perfect little angel. And he would do anything for her.
Sleepily, (Y/N) muttered something in her sleep.
"Daddy..."
Toby smiled and kissed her on the head.
"That's right baby. I'm your daddy. And I'll always be."
