Have fun.

Simon: *Picks up the box* I cant just leave you here

??: ....

*simon would take them to place out of peoples sight

??: *smiles*

*simon rolls back his sleeve, revealing a keypad built into his skin, and types something into it

???: *tilts head in confusion*

*simon picks up the box, then everything goes dark, and ??? feels sick to thier stomach, then they can see light again

???: *tears fall out of their eyes but no expression*

*simon would keep walking, if they look up, it’s just a grey ceiling with a couple lights

??: ...*stares* (name them! And I made them older like 6)

(How about Tracey)
Simon: ok it was getting dark where I got you, so you should be going to sleep soon..

Tracey: whats that *point at a lamp*

Simon: Its called a lamp
*simon would start to walk, carrying tracey, and leaving the room

??: *tugs their shirt*

(Simons shirt or thier own?)

Tracey: *stares at Simon*

*simon would walk out of the room, carrying tracey

Tracey: where is Dad gonna sleep?

Simon: I don’t know

Tracey: thats sad, it can't move,.. right dad.

Simon: its because it isnt alive, its just a object
*Simon approaches a large door, and opens it, there is a hallway with numered doors

(Simon's shirt)

(Simon uses he/him pronouns, just so you know)
*simon would go inside the room, and close the door behind him

Tracey: *nods* bed???

Simon: oh right
*Simon would stand up, still holding tracey

Tracey: ok, goodnight then * turns over and falls asleep*

*simon would end up falling asleep, sitting against the wall

??: *tilts head in confusion*

*simon would set the box down on a table*

??: ...Da *hold out both hands*

Simon: Im your temporary dad
*Simon would pick them up and take them out of the box, if they look around the room, they can see a large, what seems to be closet, one bookshelve, a desk with a stack of papers, and a screen built into the desk, and a couple moretables and stuff

Tracey:....Dad

Simon: Yes, I am dad

Tracey: maybe you should sleep with lamp so it doesn't be lonely

SImon: No, Im staying here

??: *smiles*

*is it possible a little later we could do a time skip until thier older, or is this just a rp with the baby?*
Simon: This was a terrible idea...

Tracey: oh okay.

*inside the room, is a bed, closet, and small bathroom

??: *stares at them*

*simon looks ack up, and after a little bit, stops walking, and opens a door

Tracey: what does lamp do??

Simon: helps us see
*simon starts walking down teh grey hallways

Tracey: did someone kill lamp, why isn't it alive??

SImon: It was never alive
*Simon would open one of the doors*

???: *makes a mumbling noise*

*simon looks down into the box

Tracey: can lamp move?

Simon: It cnt move by itself

Tracey: but where Dad going to sleep???

Simon: I will figure it out
*he lays tracey down on the bed