Hello everyone. Sorry for the slow update rate. I had forgotten about this story since it seemed no one was reading it, but since then I got a few more reviews on it so I figured I'd continue it. This chapter is a bit short, but there will be more, longer ones in the future. Thank you to everyone who is reading and reviewing. ^_^

Chapter4

Before Toki fell asleep on the sofa, Ofdensen had a doctor come and take a sample of blood from him. The boy didn't protest at all, as many six year olds would likely be inclined to do if threatened with any sort of shot or medical needle. Skwisgaar would have found this odd, but also remembered seeing bruises all over Toki's arms when he had found him in Norway. Toki probably already knew not to protest when threatened by some sort of pain thanks to his parents.

When the doctors were finished, Toki fell asleep on the sofa, and slept quite soundly for quite a while, not even noticing that Skwisgaar had forgotten to bring him Deddy Bear. Meanwhile, Skwisgaar, Pickles, Murderface, and Nathan met with Ofdensen for the band meeting he had told them about earlier. For the first time ever, the four of them sat at the table and waited for Ofdensen, who was uncharacteristically late to the meeting. While they waited for Ofdensen, Nathan informed Murderface about child-Toki's presence.

Ofdensen finally walked in and immediately began speaking to them, "No one can find Toki anywhere. I mean adult Toki. The one who is a valuable part of your band," he began, "furthermore, I ordered the blood test to be done only to have the doctors find that Toki's file isn't even here. His DNA, and everything else about his medical history is not on file. At first I wasn't sure if I believed it was possible, but I think the child in the main room is indeed a younger version of Toki, brought here from the past. I don't know how he got here, but whoever knows needs to tell me, and we need to find a way to get him back to the time he came from."

"Pfft," Skwisgaar scoffed, "why?"

"Because it seems bringing him here has caused Toki to no longer exist in the present. Or perhaps he does exist somewhere, but he sure isn't part of Dethklok," Charles explained.

"What do you mean?" Muderface wondered, "Of coursche he'sch part of Dethklok... We recorded with him. I schaw him juscht thisch morning. If bringing Toki here from the pascht made preschent Toki never join the band, why do we all remember him being here all thisch time?"

"I don't know, Murderface," Ofdensen admitted, "but he clearly isn't here anywhere. And although it doesn't quite make sense considering we all remember him being here, I don't think he ever was because of whatever changes this is causing in his life. There is no record of him ever being in the band. Not even in photographs," Ofdensen laid a photograph down on the table. It was a photo of Dethklok, but Toki wasn't in it.

"But his rooms am still heres," Skwisgaar informed him, "Littles Tokis goes to big Toki's rooms earliers. Sits in dere with hims teddies bears and still has creepies pictures of his parents in dere."

"Skwisgaar, I looked into that. The room no longer has any of Toki's things in it. Maybe it was all there earlier, but keeping past-Toki here this long must have changed the present since then," Ofdensen told him.

"Okeeey..." Pickles finally chimed in, "I think I'm gonna go back ta bed then..." Pickles got up and left the room.

"Who is responsible for bringing Toki from the past, to the present?" Ofdensen asked.

Skwisgaar sighed, "It ams was me," he admitted, "but I nots takings him back."

"You have to take him back," Ofdensen argued, "you'll lose fans over this. Who knows what will happen to Toki. Does he even exist as an adult anymore? There is no way to know that, Skwisgaar. You need to fix this. Dethklok needs all five members, including an adult Toki."

"Pfft, he joins de band when he olders," Skwisgaar suggested.

"What if he doesn't want to?" Ofdensen asked him, "what if living here inspires him to do something else with his life. What if being in Norway was what made him want to be a musician? And do you think you'll still be as popular in fifteen years when he is old enough?"

Murderface and Nathan looked at each other. It didn't seem this conversation involved them, so they took this opportunity to sneak out of the room while Ofdensen wasn't paying attention to them.

"Whatevers," Skwisgaar began, "maybe we nots be as popular. So? Who cares? I not takings Toki back. Is am worths it for to him be in dis bands and was has to lives in Norways with dumb dildos parents for all his lifes when he was littles? I keeps him heres, and he has betters life. If he doesn't wants to be in Dethklok when he grows up, den whatevers, hm? Den he at least won't have nightmares and be scares all de times about his parents. I gets him outs away froms dem befores is too lates. I don't think he crazies yet."

"Skwisgaar," Ofdensen began, "I know you want to make Toki's life better-"

"Pfft, I don'ts cares about dat..." Skwisgaar denied this allegation.

"-But the world needs Dethklok. You cannot change the past, because it changes the future. Toki needs to live his life however he did originally. It may have been hard for him, but he ended up here, and that's where he needs to be, at the right age, at the right time. He needs to be a part of Dethklok, now," Ofdensen explained, "plus, do you really think this is a good place for a child to live? People die more around here than in a war zone."

"I looks afters him," Skwisgaar offered, "I makes sure he's am okays. We tries it outs for a weeks, hm? See if I cans takes cares of him. If I do somethings wrongs, we sends him backs to da past den, hm?"

Ofdensen sighed. The present was already changed, so he didn't see what it would hurt to let Skwisgaar keep Toki at Mordhaus for a week. This way he could see how much work raising a child could be.

"Alright," Ofdensen agreed, "but you need to watch him constantly. You can't just let him wander around Mordhaus all alone. He is a tiny child, and this place is the most dangerous place I've ever encountered. You need to keep a constant watch on him, and at the end of this week, if things aren't working out well, you must send him back, okay?"

Skwisgaar nodded, "whatevers."