He carefully grabs the letter opener and slices the tape open slowly. You cover your eyes from the bright son
"What the hell is this? You're the kid we are supposed to protect?!" he exclaims. His wife comes in a robe to see what the fuss is all about, her breasts almost falling out.
"Whats the matter dear- oh my god thats the boy?" she gasps at your size, "They never said anything about him being this small, and cute" she mutters the last part.
"Hi you must be the Rufios....I'm Stan your new fake son." you say
"Ah yes Stan well regardless of your height you will be safe and sound here. You are now part of the family, and we will take good care of you and protect you little guy so just feel right at home here!" he says. You thank him kindly for the hospitality
"My kids should be home any minute, i cant wait for you to meet them!"
The door opens
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