Treelo scowled.

"So how many Eye Powers do you have now Barrett?" Rose, the daughter of Emma and Adam Rose, taunted her young friend.

"I have X-Ray Eyes! So I'm a Misneach!" Treelo fired back. As the daughter of a super-clanner, Treelo was destined to only get one kekkei genkai, unlike her father Wade Barrett Jr. who had both the Misneach kekkei genkai and the Barrett kekkei genkai.

"You only have one power! I have all five so NEH!" Rose teased mercilessly. "You're a Barrett!"

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

"Am not!"

"What's going on out here? Rose, are you teasing again?" Adam and Wade walked out to the sun-house that sat outside Wades small home on the Barrett Estate.

"She called me a Barrett!" Treelo cried, flinging herself into her fathers arms.

"Baby." Rose muttered under her breath. Rose was seven and Treelo was five, and Rose had a bad habit of teasing the younger girl. Worse, she had most of the children in Radaxian teasing poor Treelo, making visits to the Misneach village somewhat traumatizing for the young girl.

"I am not!" Treelo fired back.

"ENOUGH." Wade growled. "Adam, I'll see you later."

"Very well." Adam said. He wasn't fond of the younger man at all. "Come Rose. We'll go to the Lionswood Forest and hunt for leaves."

"YAY!" Rose latched on to her father, and the pair headed back to the Barrett Manor, where the portal between the Barrett Estate and Radaxian was.

"Meanie." Treelo sniffed as the pair left. Wade sighed.

"You know Nanna didn't have all of her Eye Powers until she was twenty-three." He told his injured daughter. "And she's super-powerful."

"I know." Treelo sighed dramatically. Wade tried not to laugh, but poor Treelo was so cute when she was pathetic.

"Besides, Pop's a Barrett and you like Pop." He said instead. "There's nothing wrong with being a Barrett."

"Yes Papa." Treelo hid her face in her fathers shirt.

"It's better than being a Grey Goat." Wade teased, making the little girl giggle. "Come on, let's go have some lunch with Mummy. I think Nanna is coming over."

"YAY!" Treelo cried, latching on to her father, who picked her up and carried her inside.

Esmerelda watched as the pair walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. She frowned.

"Wade, you shouldn't be carrying Treelo around. She's fully capable of walking." She scolded her husband as he put his daughter down.

"But she's my little princess!" Wade tickled the little girl, who laughed and ran behind her mother to escape.

Esmerelda sighed as Treelo hugged her legs. She reached down and patted her daughters head.

"Your Papa spoils you. But I can forgive him for that." She pinched the little girls cheek. "Now go and set the dining room table for me. Nanna should be here soon."

"YAY!" Treelo rushed to the dining room to make it look great. Wade chuckled, his heart feeling warm, and he hugged his wife.

"Stop it. Not when your mother is nearly here." Esmerelda playfully swatted him away as he cheekily kissed her neck.

"You're mine tonight." He growled in her ear. She giggled.

"WADE! 'RELDA! TREELO!" They heard Star calling.

"Hi Nanna!" Treelo raced to the front door. "Pop!"

"Hey kiddo." Bad News Barrett stooped down to pick up and cuddle his grand-daughter. "Is the house spic-and-span? Or do I have to give you a ticking off?"

"It's spic-and-span Poppy!" Treelo giggled as Wade and Esmerelda walked out. Wade went slightly pale at the sight of his father.

"Hi Dad. Didn't realize you'd be joining us." He shook his fathers hand.

"You know that where ever your mother is, I'm not far behind." Bad News glowered at him. Star sighed.

"You're a pain old man." She teased. Bad News sighed, and put his grand-daughter down. She ran off to finish setting the table as the adults walked in. Bad News was discovering some of the downsides to having Imprinted on his Lucky Star, for as time went on it became increasingly physically painful to be separated from her, even if she was only in the next room. His nerves seemed to scream unless he was touching her, and every second without hearing her voice was agony.

He reached out and touched her hand. She interlaced her fingers with his, and he felt himself calm down. He looked at his son, who was talking with his mother animatedly. Wade would never Imprint on anyone. His heart belonged to too many people – his wife, his daughter, his parents, his brothers, his friends. Not like Bad News, whose love for his Lucky Star sometimes bordered on obsession.

"Your Aunt Rubia is heading to Africa in two weeks time for some charity work." Star was talking to Esmerelda and Wade, while Treelo sat on her lap. "So we've put you in a match with Martin Kirby to raise money."

"I can beat Kirby in my sleep." Wade sneered.

"Then why has he beaten you three times in a row?" Bad News asked.

Wade turned bright red as everyone laughed. Martin Kirby, the leader of the Kirb-Krawlers, was a perpetual thorn in Wades side. He couldn't beat Wade fairly (because being a super-clanner means Wade and his brothers are incredibly strong) so he beat Wade by inventing any number of idiotic plans that usually worked.

"To be fair, what you did last week was rather mean." Star pointed out. "Funny, but mean."

"Hey, if I have Mood Eyes, I might as well use them." Wade shrugged.

"Yeah, but if it hadn't been for Prince Ameen and Gabriel Kidd, Kirby would have probably offed himself." Star said. "Then we would have had inquiries and scandal and fines and it would have been messy."

"Corporate sellout." Wade teased his mother.

"He has a point. Imagine how much fun we could have had if you had Mood Eyes." Bad News pointed out.

"I prefer Truth Eyes. You can do a lot more damage with peoples secrets." Star shrugged.

Esmerelda put her nose to the air. "That would be lunch ready. Ready to eat?"

Everyone was. It was a pleasant lunch, and Treelo kept everyone amused with her antics.

"You are gorgeous." Her grand-mother ruffled her hair.

Treelo smiled, and completely forgot about Rose and the other Misneach children.

Later that afternoon, Treelo went for a walk through the Barrett woods. They weren't quite as nice as the Lionswood forest in Radaxian, but there was a Lionswood tree in the centre, which is where Treelo went and played by herself. Today however, she was in for a treat.

She skipped along the path to the Lionswood tree, when she heard three familiar voices.

"UNCLE STU! MALCOLM! SPIKE!" Treelo bolted to the tree. Nested in the branches were the Unholy Trio.

"Hey kiddo." Stu Sanders dropped down from the tree and hugged his niece. "Wanna come up with us?"

"YAY!" Treelo cried. "Papa never lets me climb trees."

"That's because your dad is a boring old biddy." Stu couldn't resist taking a swipe at his older brother. "Hold on tight, here we go!"

Treelo squealed with delight, gripping her uncle tightly as he swung back up into the tree. Malcolm Slater and Spike Gabriel both chuckled. They thought the little girl was adorable, and had informally inducted her into the group.

"Who's that?" Treelo asked as they settled onto a sturdy branch. She pointed to a man who was sitting on one of the lower branches, quiet.

"That's my assistant, Motor." Stu bragged.

"I thought I was your assistant!" Treelo accused.

"You're not old enough to buy booze." Malcolm pointed out.

"But Uncle Stu doesn't drink booze." Treelo said.

"We do!" Malcolm chuckled. Treelo turned up her nose at him.

"So what have you been up to today Tree-Trunk?" Stu quickly changed the subject. Treelo might be only five, but she could still pack a punch.

"Rose came over. She was mean to me." Treelo looked down.

"She still teasing you about your Eye Powers?" Spike asked sympathetically.

"Yeah. It sucks, because she's only seven and she has all of her Eye Powers already!" Treelo whined. "It's not fair."

"What Eye Powers does she have?" Motor asked innocently.

"X-Ray Eyes, Copy Eyes, Truth Eyes, Shadow Eyes and Pain Eyes." Treelo sulked.

"Wait, so she doesn't have one of the major powers like Oracle Eyes or Time Eyes?" Stu laughed. "And she gives YOU crap?!"

"How pathetic!" Malcolm and Spike also laughed.

"You come from a very strong line of Misneaches. Your great-great-grand-mother has Oracle Eyes, your great-grand-mother has Healing Eyes and your dear old Nanna has the rare and powerful Puppet Eyes." Stu told his niece. "You're in line to get some very, very good Eye Powers."

"Could I get Puppet Eyes like Nanna and Papa?" Treelo perked up.

"That'd be cool. Or you could get Time Eyes like Uncle Lawrence, or Teleport Eyes like me." Stu continued to pump the young girl up. "Wouldn't that be cool?"

"Yup!" Treelo beamed. Uncle Stu could always make her feel better.

"Father?" The man said as he walked through the large, airy building. The building was built of white marble, and had lots of windows and openings that allowed nature in.

"Hello son. Did you find out anything interesting?" A wizened old man sat near the pool, his face hidden by the darkness.

"There's a young Misneach, she's only seven but she has all five Eye Powers already." Motor said, sitting by his father. "I have a Misneach wand, I've stolen some of the Phenoms ghouls and a unicorn, plus I'm a Viper."

"Thank goodness for the Lionswood sap and your mothers strength." The old man chuckled. "That sap can break just about any seal, no wonder the Vipers didn't want the Misneaches to get their trees back."

"So what do you want me to do?" Motor asked.

"Wait. Win their trust. You'll get an opportunity to get your Eyes." The clouds moved away from the moon, revealing a much-aged CM Punk!


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