Notes at end

"Yeah... so this happened,"Marconi said soul racing in fear, he'd rushed back to the daycare after getting a frantic call from the owner to come back. The daycare was a blackened twisted mess, firefighters still working to gutter parts of flame.

"Mama!" Ashes cried running to him all teary eyes, Marconi quickly picked him up and checking him over. He was covered with soot and ashes pardon the pun, his clothes were dirty and torn.. trash now.

Yet Ashes was safe, his soul calmed that his child was safe.

"I'm here love," he answered hugging/

"What happened?" he asked a nearby monster in a police uniform.

"It was..." the police began, but was interrupted by a bunny monster with a total Karen hairstyle.

"It was that nasty brat of yours, they should have just done what i told them to," she shrieked, Ashes whimpered in fear in his mothers arms and Marconi felt rage.

"And.. just what did you tell my baby to do?" he asked his voice so cold, you thought the temperature dropped.

The police monsters eyes widened, looking ready to move at the quickly escalating moment with the Karen bunny.

"That brat ran for the exit, they should have run to the safety area when the fire started," she sneered.

"You mean back towards a burning building, they told me the safety training was in the afternoon. He wouldn't know a safety area," Marconi gritted out behind clenched teeth.

"Little bastard should have just known," Karen snared leaning forward, there breath stunk of alcohol.

"Keep away from my son," Marconi snarled.

"Little Bitch should have done what I said, should have just died.. no one would cry over there dust," then broke out laughing as if hilarious situation, then fell to the ground drunk.

"My lawyer will be getting hold of you," Marconi said with his coldest smile, a nearby daycare worker fainted in shock.

Yeah... I have a feeling a lot of parents will be suing," the police man sighed rubbing there face.

Then he took his kid home.

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"Did I do something bad?" Ashes whispered cuddled by mama, his mama's familiar and his ting Guardian.

"No sweet soul, they were the bad person. I was so scared when they called me, I could have lost you do to that women," he said kissing there skull.

"I don't have to go back right?" Ashes asked worriedly.

"No, if if there was a building I wouldn't send you back. You'll just have to come with me into my station a few hours every day, pretty sure we can find things to keep you busy when I'm working," Marconi said, Ashes nodded he could live with that.

"You really going to sue them?" he asked curious.

"Of course," he replied, Ashes smirked at the reply.

"Hopefully there as good a lawyer I was in that one life," Ashes giggled.

"Don't worry, he's an Edge. He'll leave them crying"

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The speck of Order that had not become mortal was a bit worried, they were barely existing as there main self was rather being busy being mortal.

Chaos once again forgot they were there.

Stars sake brother, stop kidnapping random monsters for Therapy!

That was not therapy, it needed the rest of itself to remember so they could make them remember more common sense.

You know what, once Marconi remembered being itself he was going to bless little Sun child.

Ashes could use a feisty playmate.

See how he felt if he did that!

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Chaos wondered why he felt as he annoyed his twin, which shouldn't be possible.

Order was Marconi right now, taking acre of his nephew.

Probably nothing.

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Dream smiled as another puppet arrived, he'd recalled it for more information.

"Tell me of the child and the parent," he ordered.

"Yes lord Maestro"

Dream.. or rather Maestro smirked.

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Spirits was lost.

Moonlight, he had to find moonlight.

He sighed, if only there was a trail of alcohol to him.

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"No," one deity told another.

Fate looked tempted.

Notes:

Karen: mouths off

Edge: Why Hello there

Karen: Realizes they should have shut there mouth

Spark of Order: Hey Listen hey listen

Chaos: Sudden urge to play Zelda games

Maestro: Dance my puppets dance!

Puppets: Dances

Ink: Wow, how did you get everyone to agree to dance?