Dusk smiled at Luther and Sloane's PDA, their side hugs, cheek kisses, and the occasional lightly bumping of noses. She could see that being with Sloane made him really happy. He deserves her, she's a wonderful girl. "Oh, and before we forget! We made these for you guys!" Sloane gasped, grabbing a woven basket containing little jars. She handed them out to the group and the opening them to see little pieces of paper celebrating their union.

"Wow, you made all these yourself?" Dusk asked. "Luther helped too. We stayed up all night," Sloane answered. The last-minute talent that went into these handmade invitations further stirred Dusk's liking of Sloane. Not only was she creative, but she was also nice. It was almost like the first meeting when Dusk was thrown into the art wall hadn't happened. Footsteps and voices came up the stairs, making everyone turn their heads. To their surprise, Klaus and Reginald had made it unharmed.

"Dad? Klaus?" The Umbrellas and Sparrows gaped. Though she was just as confused as to how they made it back alive, Dusk was relieved to see her lover alive and well. As he waved to some of his siblings, she rushed into his arms, tightly embracing him. "I was so worried about you!" She whispered, bringing a hand to his cheek. "Don't be, love. I'm alright!" Klaus assured, running a hand through her hair and kissing the crown of her head. 

As the couple held each other a little longer, Reginald attempted to gather the children around, claiming that there was something important to discuss. But the group was more concerned about where Klaus had been. "The world's going to shit out there. What were you doing?" Diego questioned. "Reg and I got tangled up in a whole father-son end-of-the-world road trip kinda thing," the junkie explained.

"You two are hanging now?" Ben queried. Klaus nodded, claiming that they laughed and played in traffic. "And it turns out I'm immortal now!" he announced. Though she knew her boyfriend came back from the dead after a fatal wound to the chest, it was still a shock to hear that, but it made her smile, knowing that no matter what injury he endured, he would always come back to her. But the others didn't seem to buy it.

"Klaus, have you gotten into the bath salts again?" Allison questioned. "The important thing is he's still here, and regardless of immortality or mortality, I'm happy he hasn't been kugelblitzed," Dusk smiled, ignoring her sister's ridiculous remark. As he looked around the room, Reginald couldn't help but notice the tiny jars Sloane was handing out. "Why are you playing with jars?" he inquired.

Sloane and Luther looked at each other a bit hesitant. It was easy to tell their siblings, but they both knew telling their father would be a different story. "These are invitations. Luther and I are getting married," the gravity girl responded, holding out a jar for him to see. Klaus smiled and whispered congratulations to the couple, while Reginald looked rather disgusted. "All of space and time is collapsing, and you lot are planning a wedding?"

Before his father could make a bigger deal about it, Luther stammered over his words as he lied saying that space was limited and that it was per plate situation. "Is this how I raised you? To fiddle while Rome burns?" Reginald objected. Klaus placed a hand on his shoulder, whispering for him to calm down. "Quiet, I'm on a roll," the old man hushed. "Dad, have you been taking your pills?" Sloane asked.

"As a matter of fact, I haven't. You thought you could dope me up and slow me down, take control of my affairs and squander my fortune. Well, Klaus here was good enough to wean me off that wretched poison." Klaus's eyes widened at the exposure, and everyone around shot him looks that said, What the hell? "Why would you do that?!" Sloane shook her head, her eyes widening. "He's the only one doing any thinking. All of you could learn a thing or two from this impressive young man,"

Bitch, just because your off your pills it doesn't give you the right to call me and my siblings stupid! Dusk could feel her hands clench into fists. But she maintained her calm composure, plastering a fake smile as she exhaled her anger. "As for the rest of you, your training is to resume post-haste. We're running out of time, we have a mission to complete," Reginald continued. 

Ben stood next to his father, claiming he was ready, making Reginald satisfied by one person's approval. "Let me guess, you're talking about Project Oblivion?" Five spoke up. The monocle turned his head, asking him how he knew of that. "I heard it all from Pogo. He confirmed what I always suspected about you," Five explained. "Which is?" Reginald inquired. "Because your plan of sending the Sparrows into the unknown didn't work, you're going to risk all of our lives by sending us on this mission to death!" Dusk folded her arms across her chest.

"You're going to take his word over that of your own father?" Dusk scoffed as she stood next to Five, looking at her 'father' dead in the eyes. "I'd take his word over yours any day of the week, old man!" the raven smirked. Reginald stared at them blankly, having no idea what to say next. "Nobody wants you here, Dad. It would be best if you left," Luther said sternly. "Hey, you don't speak for all of us, big guy," Squid Boy hissed.

"Listen, everybody needs to be cool. Clearly, you guys are on the wrong chakra frequency right now," Klaus chimed in. Dusk was a bit surprised, how could her boyfriend be all buddy-buddy with their father? "Pops, how about we have a nice cup of tea in the White Buffalo Suite?" Klaus suggested, grabbing his father by the arm. And as they walked towards the staircase, he once again congratulated Luther and Sloane on their nuptials, telling them to send the registry.

For a moment, the room filled with silence, and Luther and Sloane went to the others for help on certain things. "Hey, Dusk? Can I talk to you for a sec?" she called out to the phoenix. "Sure, what is it?" Dusk replied, taking a seat on the ground with her. "Luther tells me you're a singer, right?" "Yeah! I used to sing at clubs and bars back in the day," she chuckled. 

"Well, we were talking last night, and we would like you to sing at our wedding," Out of all the occasions she had sung at, this would be the first time Dusk got to sing at a wedding. The thought of singing all the well-known love ballads made her heart swoon. "And maybe you could even get your friend, Dahlia, and Allison in on the fun too!" Sloane offered.

"I-It would be an honor! Do you have any requests that I could keep in mind?" The raven grabbed a nearby notepad and pen, ready to jot it down. "Go crazy. Whatever songs you can think of, sing it!" Sloane smiled, hugging her before walking over to Dahlia.

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"It seems I've miscalculated just how much these children truly dislike me," Reginald said as he and Klaus stepped into the suite, walking towards the tiny bar in the corner of the room. "Dad, these are sensitive souls we're dealing with here. They don't need you to berate them further," Klaus grabbed a bottle of sweet liquor and poured it into shot glasses. "But they'll never improve their capabilities if they don't have an acute understanding of how incompetent they are,"

"First of all, my girlfriend is not incompetent, okay? She just... has a rough past with the other you, next to Viktor. And second, there's such a thing as catching more flies with honey than vinegar. If you want to get along with them, you have to be their friend," Klaus persuaded. It felt weird giving his father that talk. It felt more suited towards a child than an old man. Reginald questioned him on why he should befriend his children. But Klaus claimed that a bit of small talk would perhaps make things easier with them.

As Klaus leaned against the marble counter, he looked his father in the eyes, daring him to say something nice about him. Reginald pondered the thought for a second, glancing at Klaus's clothing and features as he put together something he felt was appropriate. "You have a well-proportioned forehead, which tells me you're considerate yet easily excitable," he attempted. 

"Great! Could use some work, but the point is, they don't know you as I do. They just need time to warm up to this version," Klaus said, speaking in a soft tone. "Unfortunately, time is something of which we have very little," Reginald sighed. "Good thing we've got a wedding to crash tonight, baby," The monocle looked at him surprised, claiming that he wasn't invited and that nobody wanted him there. 

"Come on, they want you to earn being there. Be a supportive dad, not a boss. You supporting Luther is going to go a long way,"