Special Warning:

If you were looking for something remotely religious in pertaining to this fic, you are reading the wrong story. This fic is NOT meant to insult Christianity or any other organized religion in any way shape or form. If it's alright with you lot, I would prefer to LEAVE canon religion OUT of fanfiction. Anyways, don't make this thing a war about organized religion. We all have a different way of celebrating the month of December, please don't wreck the holidays for KoDraCan…please. I really don't want to have to ruin anyone's day by flaming you back. You know who you are…

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KoDraCan Productions disclaims the Super Robot Monkey Team Hyperforce Go franchise. The following document is a fan-based literature intended for entertainment only, and should be regarded as such. Ciro Neili owns this trademark.

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KoDraCan Productions claim all rights to the fictional family of Clayton Carrington and any other alien species NOT found in the original fandom. These characters are KoDraCan creations and it should be understood that these characters are NOT part of the SRMTHFG canon timeline.

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Warning:

This story contains the following themes that should be regarded with caution before reading. If you do not care to read of the following, then we kindly ask you not read this story in the first place. The following themes are:

Alternate Universe

Use of Foul Language

Out-Of-Characterness

Violence

Slight Slash

Slight Femme-slash

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The Morning Fight

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It was sunrise of the third day, Menterna. CJ and Shelton were still sleeping; their daughter had spent the remainder of night hanging out with the monkeys and slept in the room with them, sharing a bed with Nova. Clayton was so hammered from drinking he passed out in Akihito's bed, much to the displeasure of the perfectly sober Alchemist. He found a way to get used to the sudden extra body when the younger man snuggled up to him. Rebecca was snoring in Clayton's guest room, tossing and turning ever so often. Irma and Will were passed out in the living room of the man house, their arms wrapped around one another. Jesse was drunk in the galley, making himself miserable. Elle walked into the room with a smile on her face, ready to make breakfast.

"Boy, that was fun last night!" She chirped as he got out the eggs from the refrigerator.

"I don't like him" Her husband huffed, determined to break her happy mood. Eleanor looked at her husband in disbelief.

"Jesse…have you been drinking again?" She asked him.

"I don't like him, Elle!" He sadly huffed, throwing the bottle away in the trash compact.

"Yes you have…Jesse; you don't like anyone that's not from this planet." Eleanor sighed, getting her husband some aspirin and a hot cup of water.

"Elle, I can understand him bringing some girl here, but a single man with children?!"

."The times have changed, Jesse." She sighed, "Now drink, mister."

James reluctantly did so "I'm telling ya, it's not right for those little kids to be without a mother." Jesse sighed, sounding more heartbroken than bitter. Eleanor was miffed.

"Irma and I were raised by our mother alone and you never had an issue with that!"

"That was different! You girls…had a tough time. You came out alright…your sister was never right in the head."

The woman in question came through the archway, leaning against it and staring the other man down. Wilhelmina was right behind her to make sure she was in control.

"Oh you go to hell." Irma declared, "Don't you dare say that there's something ELSE wrong with Clayton! That's what made him run away to begin with!"

"Irma, please, I can handle this."

"No, sis, you can't. He was 13, Jesse. He needed your understanding and love, and you turned your back on him!"

"She's right, Jesse. He's our son."

"Don't you think I know that?! I've felt guilty about it for years. The problem is NOT with Clayton; it's that…that warlock he's with."

"Don't start that 'warlock' shit again, Jesse." Irma warned him

"You shut the hell up, Irma."

"Have you ever considered that MAYBE Clayton is actually DOING something with his life other than chasing skirts?!"

Jess rose from his seat, shaking his head as if everyone had turned against him. "Three children…I've raised three children, and one of 'em brings a divorced, single father that performs demonic magic into our home."

"I bet if it was Becky you wouldn't complain!" Irma retorted.

"I don't want any of my children around someone like that!"

"Oh Gods help us all…Elle, cover your ears: You listen here, they ain't kids no more. They're adults now and they can do whatever the hell they want with their lives, Clayton included. Now, you will not sit here and insult a guest of my sister's home. You're gonna grin and bear it, just like you grinned and bared Shelton and Becky dating in senior high school!"

"I'd like to see you try and make me Irma. Unlike the other women in my life, I have no qualms taking YOU on in a fight."

"GLADLY!"

"IRMA, NO!" Will called out as she tried to restrain her. Alas, Irma was too infuriated and broke free. Seizing Jesse by the arms and bending it in a very painful way. Jessed retaliated by kicking her and putting her in a headlock.

"IRMA!"

"JESSE! GET OFF MY SISTER!"

"Did…did we come at a bad time?" Akihito asked as he and the children were standing there, poking their heads from behind Akihito. Clayton, Rebecca, CJ, and Shelton were also present. Jesse and Irma separated themselves and glared at one another.

"Pa…Auntie…what the hell is going on here?" Clayton asked.

"Everyone, I think this matter concerns just Clayton."

"Yeah…We'll…we'll be in the other house, them" Shelton nodded, taking Ash in his arms and leaving. CJ and Rebecca followed, ushering the monkeys away from the archway. Akihito was the last to leave, reluctantly. Clayton crossed his arms.

"I want Akihito out of this estate. I ain't got anything against his kids, but he has to leave." Jesse said as calmly as he could.

"Why?!" The young Carrington demanded.

"You father thinks he's a warlock." Irma huffed.

"Aw, fuck." Clayton sighed, smacking his hand on his forehead. "I knew this was gonna happen."

"YOU KNEW ABOUT THIS?!" Jesse asked.

"Pa, it's called alchemy, not sorcery. He's an alchemist. I'm…" The young man began.

"Oh no! I knew this was gonna happen!" Jesse lamented, "I've driven my son to be a--"

"I'm a superhero." Clayton quickly clarified. Now there was no avoiding the truth form his father now.

"…What?" Jesse asked.

"I've been using my powers to protect Shuggazoom. That…and I'm a millionaire and the owner of one the largest industrial corporations on the planet. "

"Elle…did…did you know all of this?"

"I knew about Clayton using his powers for good, and that he was well off. I didn't tell you because you would have ostracized him about forgetting where he came from and called him out on everything under the sun. He asked me not to tell you." Elle said, reluctantly.

"…If that's the case, how does HE add up in this?"

"He trained me after I graduated from business school. He helped me control my powers. You know, Pa? He was the reason I even considered coming back here. I'm sorry, but if he leaves, I leave." The young man sighed, turning around to face the Alchemist.

"Clayton, I'll leave. Irma offered me a place to stay." He assured the younger man, before turning to the others, "I am heartily sorry that my presence bothered you so greatly. I never meant to cause any complications. I will gather my children and leave. For all it's worth, I thank you for your hospitality and kindness."

"Akihito…" Will sobbed as he left the galley. Clayton was hurt, looking into the saddened eyes of his best friend. Fury was aimed at his father.

"Congratulations, Pa. You just destroyed any chance of reconciliation. I can't believe I dragged my friend here just you would insult him. After all this time, I should have known it was hopeless. Ma, I know you want things to be as they used to, but they won't. I'm sorry."

"Clayton, please." Eleanor pleaded.

"Fine! Leave with him if it you think it's the right thing to do!"

Clayton left the kitchen furious, trying to hide the tears I his eyes. Coming back to Alsea was a mistake after all, he thought. The last sound was of the front door slamming.

"Clayton--"

"No, Elle—let him do. Your stupid sister's right about one thing: He's an adult now. He's far from me."

"How can you say that, Jesse?! He's still OUR son! Oh, forget you!! I'm doing what I should have done: I'm going after our son!" Eleanor sobbed, getting her coat and running out the door.

"Elle, wait!"

"I think you've done enough damage for one day, James." Will sighed as she went after her leaving Jesse and Irma to glare at one another.

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