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Franklin pulls up to Trevor's trailer with a bouquet of flowers in hand. He knocks on the door to see a guy that looks like Michael holding a baby and a spatula.
"Franklin?"
"Michael? You're alive?"
"Kid? What are you doing here?"
"I came to help with Trevor's grief. I'm guessing that fool doesn't need it no more."
"You're damn right I don't! I got my happiness here with me!" Trevor says, then kisses Michael on the cheek.
"Aight, but what's with the baby?"
"Oh. This is Holly. I guess she is kind of your baby sister." said Michael.
"YEA BECAUSE WE'RE YOUR DADS!" Trevor exclaimed and starting laughing hysterically.
The End.