Luna: Mommy! Daddy! I want a weapon! And I want one now! -pouts and crosses her arms-

Arthur: Luna your too young to have a weapon

Luna: No Fair. Oliver gets a weapon and he is smaller then me

Arthur: -sighs- Fine what kind of weapon do you want

Luna: ^^ One like Mommy's

Arthur: You want a war hammer?

Luna: No I want a war axe -her eyes light up-

Arthur: Let's ask your mother first ^^"