Winter: Qibli! My damn Xbox won't turn on!

Qibli: Did you reset it?

Winter: Of course I did!

Qibli: Maybe you put something on it's ventilation?

Winter: Why does a game station need to fucking breathe? It's not alive!

Qibli: I'm not going to explain this to you, again! Stop putting pizza boxes on it!

Winter: *grumbles*

*suddenly, a wormhole opened up*

Winter: Holy shit!

*suddenly, a dragon with icy golden scales, and spikes of a IceWing*

Solarblizzard: Where am I...?

Winter: Who the fuck are you!?

Solarblizzard: Wait, I recognize that voice...

*turns to Winter*

Solarblizzard: Dad!

*Solarblizzard runs up and hugs Winter*

Winter: ...

Winter: Qibli! Did either of us adopt a son recently, and didn't know of it?

Qibli: Uh, no.

Winter: OK...

Later, after much explaining:

Qibli: Oh! So you must be from an alternative universe.

Solarblizzard: I think that's the only logical explanation.

Solarblizzard: No wonder you guys don't look as old.

Winter: Hey, don't talk sass to your fathers.

Solarblizzard: Sorry.

Winter: Well, since you're technically our son, you're now part of our fucked up family.

Solarblizzard: Oh, just like before, then?

Dawn: A big big brother! Cool!

Armadillo: As long as he doesn't throw me...

Solarblizzard: I'm not gonna throw you, little guy.

Armadillo: Oh, that's a relief.

Vanilla: So, Fathers. Do I fight this newcomer to the death, in order to gain your affection?

Winter: That won't be necessary, dear.

Vanilla: Understandable.

Vanilla: *puts away axe*

Winter: Now, Solarblizzard, for our first alternative universe father-son moment, I already have some in mind.

Later:

*Solarblizzard and Winter were on the couch, playing a car game on Xbox*

Solarblizzard: You could've gotten the PS4.

Winter: Son, don't make me disown you.

Solarblizzard: Wouldn't be the first time...GOT YA!

Winter: Fuck!

Qibli: Quiet down!

Qibli: Also, Solarblizzard, don't you think your parents from the other universe will a little worried that you're gone?

Solarblizzard: *pauses game*

Solarblizzard: Oh no...

Meanwhile, in the other universe:

Winter: SOCIAL SERVICES!

Winter: Hi! I reported a missing child five fucking times! And if you can't find my son! My husband will set fire to the whole district of Possibility!

*Qibli was nearby, with lit torches in his talons*

Qibli: I'll do it! I'm CRAZY!