Eddie smiled as he saw Dennis peeking at the T.V. from his little
bed. He smiled when he saw Eddie and whispered, "Dada!"
happily.
Brendon followed until the reached his house, he opened the door
for them both. Sin and Diablo were playing with some puppies in the
living room, giggling hysterically.
Trager began to wake up. He sat up in bed, and quietly got out to
get Dean a bottle.
"Hey, buddy, calm down, here it is." Trager chuckled to himself,
picking dean up and feeding him the bottle he made.
Brendon smiled and kissed her lightly. "Been out doing work. Which
is why I'm here, I was wondering if the whole family would like to
see the handiwork. It's absolute, lovely chaos." He purred happily,
blushing from pride.
Miles turned bright red and made a pouty face. "I am not." He said,
making a small smile.
Splendor chuckled and smiled happily. "You're so beautiful and
kind." He purred.
Diablo crawled over to Cutie, patting her head and giggling.
Heath frowned, but didn't quite care too much. He looked back at
her as she walked, tilting his head.
Brendon looked to Star and chuckled, a bit startled. "Hey,
princess." He said happily, giving her a little kiss on her
cheek.
Trager laughed at his excited-about-life son and paced around as he
cradled Dean. He noticed the window was open, so he closed it
quickly. He mumbled to himself about "the dang wind" as he paced
on.
The woman wore a grey, bloody guise with a scythe scraped to her
back. She hisses and spats in his direction before huffing and
continuing with her head held high and her nose in the air.
Star giggles and hugs his face, "Where you go??"
Dean finishes and burps a little, giggles at himself and pats his
dad's glasses' rim.
The woman goes to Insanity's house and disappears behind her
house.
A soft orange glow of eyes in the shadows of the trees gaze at
Heathen as he walks past the entrance, "...Do not let Mistress
anger you....you will give her what she wants..." a low, tired
voice says.
Dean smiles and sticks his little tongue out.
Slasher sits up and stretches, "What you two doing???"
Slasher rubs the sleep from his eyes, smiles a bit, "He's always
being a goofball~" he stands up and pops his neck, its a bit
loud.
Dean babbles, "Dada! Papa!"
The lady stands up slowly and slowly walks into the light,
"...Sure..." her voice is almost creepy, she always keep the same
emotionless tone and volume of her voice.
Heath, not in the slightest bothered by her, observed her
carefully. "Ah, hello. Apologies for bothering you, my curiosity
always gets the best of me." He said.
Trager walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down, yawning.
"He is, isn't he." He chuckled