Disclaimer: I don't own HTF.

AN: I hope everyone enjoyed my first chapter. This is the kind of story I've been wanting to write for a while (You'll see what I mean later). Just a warning FlippyxFlaky. Also I've noticed an accidental theme for my OCs names, this is just a coincidence and will change later, I promise.

Chapter 2: Parents Evening

Flaky stood up smiling as her daughter entered, frowning at her husband as he entered. She stepped forwards, staring into his eyes, finally she stood back satisfied.

"H-he's gone isn't he?"

Flippy smiled, lifting his hands in mock surrender, "Don't worry I'm unarmed."

Flaky smiled warmly, it was good to have her family back, not that green eyed psycho, but her actual husband. She stepped back and looked at her daughter, Sonia was young, not quite ten yet, she had her father's fur, her mother's quills and, quite unfortunately, her father's posture. Her husband and daughter both stood like well trained soldiers and, while that was fine for Flippy, it was truly unnerving when Sonia did it. She stepped forwards and bent down to her daughters level.

"I've told you about being careful with him."

Sonia looked confused, "What's wrong with dad?"

Flaky shook her head, "Not your dad, the one with green eyes." She watched Sonia's confused face, "Well, we need to go." She stood up, smiling at Flippy, who adjusted his dog tags and picked up a set of keys.

... ...

The village burned, timbers falling, people screaming. The soldiers moved backwards and forwards among the flames, carrying valuables, weapons and, occasionally, people away from the wreckage and into the forest.

"Well done commander." The voice came from behind the commander and he flinched, "The plan is working, is it not?"

The commander smiled, "Yes sir, everything is according to plan."

The shadow smiled its sharp teeth glinting in the darkness, "Good, I have one question commander. What is that under your coat?"

The commander looked down, to see the money lining his coat, bribe money he had taken rather foolishly. He had promised to protect a certain village, betraying the shadow, he was not surprised therefore to see the flower of red spreading across his chest. His body slumped and the shadow turned to a captain nearby.

"Congratulations commander, it looks like a vacancy opened up in the higher ranks." He turned to watch the fire, "Lets hope you are more trustworthy, no?"

... ...

Flippy sighed, sitting down infront of Lumpy, who was apparently a teacher now. They had been waiting for hours, first while Mime attempted to ask an incredibly complex question to the frankly retarded moose; next while Lumpy attempted to get his head around Cro-Marmot. He frowned, pulling a notepad from his pocket and lent forwards, waiting while Flaky sat down before talking.

"Okay Lumpy, we don't really have time to mess around."

Lumpy smiled, "Of course, so what can you tell me about my kid?"

Flippy groaned, not again, "Lumpy, your not married, you don't have kids. You're the teacher."

Lumpy frowned, "Really, I thought I was a policeman."

Flaky frowned, "Um, Lumpy we're here to talk about Sonia.."

Lumpy smiled widely, "Oh of course, Lucy."

Flaky sighed, Flippy buried his face in his hands, "No Lumpy, not Lucy, Sonia."

Lumpy continued smiling, "Lucy's doing very well."

Half an hour later Lumpy found himself completely dismembered, his head stuck on a pole, Flaky huddled in the corner shaking, silently glad that they hadn't brought Sonia with them. Flippy smiled, turning to her, "Well dear." His voice grated and he smiled, causing her to back further away, "Shall we go?"

... ...

Sonia had been wandering around her house for hours and she was bored, searching through rooms she had seen thousands of times before. It wasn't like the baby sitter was anymore interesting, Cub was six years older than Sonia and, while he was nice when he wanted to be, all he wanted to do right now was sit infront of the TV with a beer and the volume turned up too high. Why was he even allowed to drink, he was only fifteen after all. But last time she'd asked him he'd just turned the volume up and ignored her.

So Sonia had decided to entertain herself, it had been fairly simple to sneak out of the house, and avoid her father's various traps (She didn't want to be stuck in a bear trap for ten hours again). Now she just needed something to do, most of her friends would still be at the parent's evening and she didn't feel like going to the arcade or park at this time of night, she'd probably be killed by some psychopath (again). She just wandered along the road, looking in at windows.

Behind the third door Handy glared at his family, "It's been three hours, if we don't hurry up there won't be a parent's evening left."

Petunia sighed, lifting her son's hard hat and brushing, smoothing, washing, polishing and again washing, his hair. "Everything needs to be neat dear, there Stanley, that's better."

Handy face palmed, before realising that he didn't have any hands and glaring again. Stanley was almost as obsessive as his mother and was the main reason that they were so late. Now his daughter on the other hand... Sander was just like he was and demonstrating it by glaring daggers at her younger brother.

"If you weren't so obsessive, we'd be there by now." She groaned, adjusting her hard hat (Much to Handy's growing annoyance). She crossed the room quickly and grabbed her brother's arm, (ARGGHH) dragging him, much to his mother's annoyance, out of the door. Sander nearly bumped into Sonia on the way out, "What are you doing here?" Her voice was hostile as usual and Sonia backed away slowly.

"Sorry about her," Stanley pulled away from his sister, flinching slightly at the dirt Sonia had accumulated around the town, "She's a bit crazy."

Sander glowered, "Crazy? You're the one who freaks out over..."

"Don't say it!" Handy's voice was sharp and ever-so-slightly crazed (This was taking SO long) "We don't need him slowing us down as well." He somehow managed to grip his two children tightly with his arms, barging past Sonia and pulling them towards the school. Petunia on the other hand stopped, helping Sonia up, brushed her down leaving her feeling overly sterile, and hurried away after her husband.

... ...

Sonia wandered further along the road, not really thinking about where she was going. She turned a corner and stopped dead.

Her parents were zigzagging down the road. Her mother looked terrified, her father wore a lopsided smile, his clothes were ripped and bloodstained and he was gripping Flaky's wrist incredibly tightly. Suddenly the porcupine pulled away, trying to run, Flippy just smiled wrenching her off her feet he grabbed her hair with his second hand and began to drag her along the road. "Come on dear," His voice was filled with mock cheerfulness, "We need to get home." He pulled Flaky into his arms and smiled cruelly, "Or would you prefer to go to the hospital?" He ran a knife across Flaky's throat, causing her to scream.

Sonia gasped, pushing herself backwards into an alleyway, that couldn't be her father. That couldn't be, he was kind and... But then why was her mother there? She couldn't let them see her... She backed further into the alley, waiting for her parents to pass, before stepping forwards and...

"Goin' sumwhere beautiful?" The voice came from behind her and a hand tightened around her wrist, "Now, are ya gonna to 'and over ya valuables, or are we gonna have t'do this th' 'ard way?"