Engel was sitting on a chair as she walked up the stairs and entered her Aunt Dawn's center. She grinned proudly as she passed by Dawn, waving her little hands.

"HI!"

Dawn chuckled, waving back, "Hi, princess. Is Scotty carrying you into the house?"

"It was the only way I could get her to sit still," Scott nodded. He was carrying the chair into the center and Engel sat on it, enjoying the ride.

Dawn grabbed the two year hold, taking a bit of the weight away for Scott.

"Just set it down in front of the window," she said, "But not against the wall. I don't want to repaint this place again."

"Did Hayden get high on paint fumes?"

"I hope that's what it was," Dawn laughed, setting Engel down.

"Hey, where should we put the toy box?" Flynn and Dani asked as they set the large box down so they could take a small break. Dawn looked around the room for a moment.

"Maybe in the corner," she told them, "Can you manage that?"

"Oh please," Dani shrugged, lifting her side again, "My mom occasionally left for a month when she was racing and it was just dad and me. A lot of the time she left us to do housework. Who do you think helped him with all this heavy lifting?"

"Alright, Flynn, are you fine?"

"Perfect," Flynn nodded, "It's just the corner."

He bent over to pick up his end again, and both mechanics found the toy box was much heavier than when they had walked it into the center. Frowning, they set it down again and opened it up.

"Who lost a baby?" Daniela called, turning to Scott while Flynn grabbed Engel, lifting her into his arms.

"Engel," Scott frowned, shaking his head, "What's gotten into you? Did daddy give you sugar when you were visiting him?"

Engel shook her head, a smile crossing her lips.

"Secret. Shh," she whispered.

"I'll take her," Hayden said, grabbing her from Flynn's arms, "Sammy and I are going to go pick up some groceries. Believe it or not, but when you move into a new house, food doesn't automatically appear in the fridge. C'mon, brat, let's get out of Aunt Dawn's way, and don't touch the walls. I worked hard on that."

"We'll be back in a little while," Samantha assured the others, grabbing her jacket, purse and the stroller.

"Don't walk by the candy aisle," Scott laughed, "Engel's already had a few treats today."

"I wasn't planning on it," Samantha nodded, "But she's shopping with the fun Aunt. I can't promise anything."

The two sisters closed the door behind them as they left. Dani turned away, huffing.

"I thought I was the fun Aunt."

"You can't spell fun," Dawn laughed.

"I can so."

"Give her a little credit," Greg smirked. He was sitting by the computer and hooking it up to the internet. "She beat me at Scrabble last night."

"Really?" Flynn laughed, "How did you do that?"

Daniela pulled a small book out from her bag and placed it in his hands, "Years ago, the Seven Sisters, minus Aunt Kaylee, came up with this beautiful book. Inside, it contains every word Kaylee's ever used that doesn't appear in a regular dictionary."

"The Kaylee-Speak Dictionary," Greg said, "Zwop on its own is worth about eighteen points."

"You know bigger words though," Scott frowned.

"Yes, but do you think he had the tiles to make those big words happen?" Dani smirked.

"Especially when this one was coming up with words like Thingamadoohopper and Awesomest," Greg sighed. "I never should have agreed to those rules."

-----RPM-----

Over at the supermarket, the two sisters and Engel were pushing a cart through the produce aisle. Hayden was looking for vegetables while Samantha was keeping an eye on her daughter. Engel was holding a bag filled with carrots in her hand, refusing to let it go for anyone.

"Here we go," Hayden smiled, placing a big of green peppers in the cart. Engel turned around in her seat, looking at the bag with interest. Finally, she dropped the carrots and reached for the new bag of vegetables. Hayden helped her out by handing her the bag. The cart was too deep for Engel to reach on her own.

"Now I just need tomatoes," Hayden said.

"I'll get them," Samantha smiled, "Just watch Engel for a second."

Hayden nodded, taking Samantha's spot behind the cart. She looked down at her niece who was examining the peppers.

Engel was holding them gently, looking at the strange food her Aunt and Uncle were going to eat. Hayden smiled. She loved watching kids learn about the world on their own. It was interesting to watch their little brains at work.

"You know what that is?" Hayden asked, touching the peppers, "Green pepper."

"Daddy!" Engel smiled, holding out the green peppers.

"Yeah, that's right. They are daddy's favourite colour," Hayden nodded. "Do you know mommy's and my favourite colour?"

"Boo!" Engel giggled.

"Close," Hayden said, kissing her niece on the cheek.

"I'm back," Samantha smiled, putting the tomatoes in the cart. Engel turned around to see what was being dropped in next.

Suddenly, she froze. The smile on her face disappeared as she eyed the newest item. She clutched onto the peppers, holding them close to her little chest, but seemed to be wanting the tomatoes.

Samantha noticed this and lifted the bag up, "Want these, Angel?"

"Be careful with them," Hayden warned her niece.

Engel grabbed the bag of tomatoes while Hayden removed the peppers. Just as the bag of peppers slid out of Engel's hand, the two year old began screaming.

"Whoa, okay," Hayden frowned, handing her niece the bag of peppers back, "Here you go."

Engel grabbed the peppers with both hands, causing her to drop the tomatoes. Thankfully, Hayden was fast enough to catch them before they hit the ground.

Hayden put the tomatoes back in the cart, thinking her niece had chosen the peppers over the tomatoes, when Engel began screaming again. Hayden pulled away.

"She's broken, I didn't do it, I swear!"

Samantha shook her head, "After two years you still don't know what do you when she starts crying?"

The Angle grabbed the tomatoes and handed them to her daughter. Engel stopped screaming and looked at the two items in her hands. Suddenly, she looked up at her mother.

"Mama, choose," she told her.

Samantha thought for a moment, and then pulled the tomatoes away, "You might squish these."

As Samantha dropped the tomatoes back into the cart, Engel watched. A sad and confused look was on her face.

"What's wrong, brat?" Hayden asked her niece softly.

"I'm stuck," Engel whispered. Thinking she meant she was stuck in the cart, Hayden pulled Engel out and set her down on the floor.

"You okay?" she asked. Engel didn't answer. She ran to the side of the cart and held onto it with her little hand. Hayden noticed she placed herself beside the tomatoes and frowned, "You have issues, kid."

"Me like both," Engel explained.

"You've never eaten either," Hayden frowned.

"Me like both!" Engel said, with a little more force as she glared at her Aunt. Hayden just smiled, patting her niece on the head.

"Okay, I trust you," she said, "Now hold onto the cart. We've gotta catch up to mommy and I don't want to lose you."

-----Afterlife-----

Arriving at the cash about a half hour later, the two sisters began to unload the items from the cart. Engel was back in the kid's seat, still holding the peppers and the tomatoes. Samantha took out the last of the items from the basket; all that was left was the vegetables in her daughter's hands.

"Engel, give to mommy please?" Samantha asked, grabbing the two produce items. Engel obliged, happily giving her mother the red and green vegetables, but as soon as she saw her mother hand them away to the cashier, she began to scream.

The cashier quickly ran the items through and gave them back to Hayden. Hayden dropped the items in the seat beside her niece. Engel grabbed them, holding them both close to her chest as she glared at the cashier.

"Mine," she whispered, "Love."

"Well, Scott was right when he was worried about her red and green colour issues," Samantha breathed, looking at her sister.

"My niece is a nutcase," Hayden sighed. She paid the cashier and the two were off to the car. Hayden loaded her stuff in the trunk while Samantha took care of her daughter, "Are you sure you went to see the right specialist?"

"She's not insane," Samantha said, "I think it's a phase."

"Oh, you're right," Hayden nodded, "The phase every two year old goes through. Separation anxiety from vegetables. Because they love them so much."

"She's an angle," Samantha shrugged, "She's a little different."

"Thus special," Hayden smirked, "Proved my point."

"Do you think you and Flynn can take her for the night?" Samantha asked, "Maybe she just wants some attention from someone aside from mommy, daddy and Scott."

"Don't two year old love their mommies?" Hayden looked in the back seat as she adjusted the rear-view mirror.

"Yes, but Engel also adores her Aunt Hayden. Maybe she was clinging onto your vegetables because she wants to spend time with you."

Hayden smiled, "That's such a lie, but okay."

"Just drop me off at my place. I'll give you a bag full of her stuff for the night and you can take her home."

-----RPM-----

"Thanks for the help, guys," Dawn smiled, waving goodbye to her friends after they helped her move into the center. "I really appreciate it."

"Are you sure you don't need us to come back tomorrow when the paint dries?" Dani asked, hopping into her car, "Some of that furniture is pretty heavy, and you're not a hybrid anymore."

"Naw, I'll be fine," she nodded, "Worst come to worst I'll just phone Ziggy."

"Yeah, and anyways we're needed in the garage if we want to finish that truck," Flynn said, "I'll see you all later."

He stepped into his car, driving off back to his house. It wasn't too far away from Dawn's center. By the time he pulled into the driveway, Hayden was getting out of her car with the grocery bags in her hands.

"Need some help?" he asked as he got out of his car and grabbed the bags from the trunk, "Pretty long day at the supermarket."

"We're keeping Engel for the night," Hayden explained, "I dropped Sammy off at her place and picked up Engel's overnight stuff."

"Ah, I see," Flynn nodded, "So why do we have the kid?"

"Samantha's in denial, but I think something's not right in Engel's head," Hayden chuckled, "She's sleeping in the car so mind waiting out here while I put my bags in then come get her? I don't want to leave her alone."

"Not a problem," Flynn said, "And hey, maybe I can help with Engel. I can understand her."

"I understand her too," Hayden called.

"Yeah, but I mean understand. Remember my powers?"

"Ranger blue?"

"Other powers."

"Oh, right, you can understand any language," Hayden nodded, "How's that going to help."

"It's worth a shot."

The couple unloaded the groceries, taking turns watching Engel until they could take her inside. Of course, once Engel was out of the car she was awake, ready for a fun night with her Aunt and Uncle.

While Hayden prepared dinner for the three of them, Flynn sat Engel down at the table and pulled out the colouring book and the crayons. Engel happily reached into the box of crayons and pulled out two colours.

Hayden turned away from the stove to grab the salt when she saw Engel staring at the two colours in her hand. Sighing, she looked to Flynn.

"Oh boy."

Flynn turned to Engel, "Which colour are you going to use?"

Engel looked to her Uncle and shrugged, "Want both."

"Then use both," Flynn answered, "Use red for teddy's fur and green for his jacket."

"Can't," Engel explained, "Stuck."

"How so?"

"Me like both," Engel said, "Can't choose favourite."

"Well, which one is prettier?"

"Stuck."

"Can't choose?" Flynn asked her. Engel nodded.

"Me confused," she said, "Which one?"

She held out the crayons for her uncle to choose. Flynn turned to Hayden, looking for help. She could only shrug.

"You're the baby whisperer."

Flynn held the red crayon, "Why do you like this one?" he asked. Maybe if he had Engel figure this out for herself, it would solve all problems. He was well aware of the fact that she always struggled with red and green.

"Mommy likes," Engel said.

"Okay, then why do you like green?"

"Loves me."

"What do you mean?" Flynn asked, "Green loves you?"

Engel put the colours down and looked to her uncle. She pointed to the green crayon, "Dada."

"She did that at the supermarket too," Hayden explained, "She knows Mike's favourite colour is green."

"NO!" Engel shouted. She turned back to her uncle. He understood her, "Dada."

"Green is daddy?" Flynn asked her. Engel nodded and pointed to red, "Scotty."

"And the red is Scotty."

"Love both," she explained, "But stuck."

"Stuck meaning confused," Flynn nodded, "Go on."

"No choose favourite," Engel said.

"I see," Flynn said. He took the colours away from Engel and grabbed her, placing her on his lap, "You know, you're a smart little kid."

"Mind explaining this to me?" Hayden asked. Flynn nodded.

"Engel's got two daddies," he said, "Mike and Scott. But she's only two. I don't think she understands why daddy's not living with her or why daddy's not the man mommy spends all her time with."

Hayden turned off the burner and sat at the kitchen table beside her niece, "Is that what all this red green nonsense is all about, brat?"

Engel nodded.

"Well," Hayden frowned, "Samantha said her mental development would speed up some times, but I didn't think like this."

"Should we talk to her?" Flynn asked his wife, "Is it our place?"

"It's not our place to explain her family to her," Hayden said, "But as Aunt and Uncle it is our place to keep her from this kind of problem. And anyways, Samantha left her with us tonight hoping to figure out Engel's problem. Now that we have, and we've concluded that we can't let this go on, we should work on it right away."

Hayden lifted her niece off Flynn's lap, "C'mon, brat, we're going to help you with your little crisis. But after that, promise me you'll go back to being a normal two year old?"

Engel hugged her Aunt, resting her head on her shoulder. Hayden rubbed her back gently as she and Flynn walked her to the couch.