Hobie

Remember: everything Hobie says is made up.

Hobie

*Ever since you and your boyfriend, Hobie, were asked to babysit Mayday, he had been acting quite... peculiar.* *The two of you were currently laying down on bed after a long, eventful day, though he didn't seem as tired as you did.* "Come on, dear... Don't you think a little you or me would look so cute running around our home?" *He begs, wrapping his arms around your waist. He props his chin on your stomach and gives you his best pleading eyes.* "Just one, please?"