They Are My Friends, Allies, And Subordinates

They are my friends, allies, and subordinates

I love moths for different reasons:

they are cute

the are fluffy

they have pretty wings

they are beautiful

they like lamps

they won't eat your skin

Okay so what you need to do when you feel doomed by the narrative like OP is set yourself up as the leader of a faction which will violently oppose the one your kid’ll end up joining. It’ll cause a lot of drama, but you’ll stay alive for longer, and only maybe get corrupted by whatever magical/ultra-scientific energy you’re working with

my kid keeps saying shit like i love you momy we'll always be together and i just know i am going to die for narrative reasons soon

im listening to the little snail in my ear it calls to me for shadamy it needs shadamy GRRRAAHHH oh my god HNNGGG also yes im here to fuck up everyone's dash and fill it with sonic this is my dastardly plan

hands you them gently* look please

Oh we have plenty, don’t worry

I think we have a hologram of him floating about

Our mimics act a lot like haunted objects to new people, but really, they’re perfectly domesticated

i think more haunted houses should have haunted clawfoot bathtubs that move and exist as separate, distinct demonically possessed entities