There, cuddled up by the fireplace-not far away from the tree was their little rascal-adopted through a special program-but none-the less, still theirs. The blanket was half off Yukio, but somehow completed knotted around in some of his favorite pajamas with the green dragon stuffed animal flopped just out of reach.
His hair was the same chestnut brown as McCree-same colored eyes as Genjis-and somehow an amalgam of the two of them.
"He'll be happy your home."
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