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"Daddy?" Elizabeth had her teddy bear that Death gave her in her arms, and was biting her lip.

"Yes, Elizabeth?" Pitch wasn't really looking at her.

"What happened to mommy?" Pitch had been taking a sip of tea, but the question made him choke. Elizabeth was confused on why he started choking, but her curiousness over took her. He looked down at the three year old, wondering what to tell her exactly what happened. Though, he didn't know if she would understand.

"W-Well...Uh-...W-Well...I-" Pitch could stop stuttering. How was he going to explain it to her?! Then, unfortunately, Kira popped up, with the same look on her face.

"Dad, you're stuttering." She observed.

"W-Well, E-Elizabeth, your m-mom is, uh-..." Elizabeth tilted her head.

"Daddy, are you okay?" Pitch bit his lip.

"N-...Yes, I'm fine..." He took a deep breathe. Why was he so nervous? She's only three, she won't really understand, right?

That's when Kira answered her question, "Tibby, Mom's dead." Elizabeth blinked.

"Oh..." Was all she said.

"Well, if that's all you-"

"How did she die?" Pitch mentally cursed, as he was trying to get out of the room quickly, but slowly sat back down.

"Well, it's complicated," Actually, this part is true.

"Okay, tell me." It seemed as it went straight through her head.

"Pirates."

"Pirates? That's it?" Kira asked.

"Yes."

"Oh. Like Dream Pirates?" Pitch quickly looked at her again, wondering how she knew what they were.

"Yes...Kira, how did you know that?"

"Patrick and Aunt Death were taking about them." Pitch sighed. Those idiots...

"Daddy?"

"Yes Elizabeth?" She bit her lip again.

"You're not gonna die like mommy, right?" What was that sound? Oh, that's just Pitch heart shredding into a billion pieces.

"No, no, of course not." Pitch picked her up and hugged her. She seemed content with the answer, because she smiled softly. Her eyes began to close, and she was getting more tired by the second. Kira crawled onto his lap and did the same as her sister.

Pitch stood up with his now-asleep daughters in his arms. He walked to Kira's room and set them down on her bed. Zephyr jumped on the bed, knowing to be quiet, and cuddled next to Elizabeth. Pitch smiled at their sleeping forms, and kissed their foreheads before leaving the room.

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"You two are so dead." Pitch stated calmly, not taking his eyes off his book. Patrick and Death looked at each other in confusion.

"Why...?"Patrick asked.

"Because Elizabeth came to me asking where her mother was, " At this, Death and Patrick froze, "And I didn't lie, not knowing that she would understand, I only said 'Pirates'. But, Kira said, oh, what was it again? Could you two tell me?" Pitch asked with fake confusion.

"Dream Pirates..." Death muttered.

"Ah! That's it! She also said that she over heard you two talking about them. How cute is she?"

"Heh. She's pretty cute." Patrick laughed nervously, Death joining him. Pitch only gave them a black stare. They stopped laughing.

"You two should watch what you're saying around her."

"Yeah, but, we didn't know that they were listening!" Death defended.

"How so?"

"They werent even in the same room as us-"

"Patrick!" Death yelled, causing Pitch to sharply look at them.

"What was that, Patrick?"

"N-Noth-"

"You left Kira and Elizabeth alone?" His tone was full on warning.

"N-Not exactl-"

"Because if you left them alone, I'll hurt you." Patrick nodded crazily, while Death shook her head and sighed.

"You are such an idiot." Pitch's attention went to her.

"And you, too,"

"What?" Death's eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"You left her alone, too, didn't you?"

"Well, yeah, but-"

"Exactly."

"Don't interrupt m-"

"I can if I want to!" Death's scarlet eyes dared Pitch to repeat what he said.

"What?"

"You heard me!" Patrick knew a fight was coming on, so he quickly grabbed Death around her waist. Her dark purple hair flew as she shook her head wildly.

"I swear if you don't let me go I'll kill you!"

"Death, just calm down-"

"Don't tell me what to do ginger!" She snapped. Her eyes met Pitch's in a glare, which he returned.

"Do not tell me how to watch them, or help raise them." She hissed. "Patrick and I do not need to watch what we say around Kira twenty/four seven, got it?" Pitch's eyes narrowed.

"Kira's my daughter, I'll tell you just that." That fueled Deaths anger. Patrick sighed, but kept a firm grip around her waist, because he knew that if he let go, Pitch would certainly die.

"I don't care!"

"You should! You two are irresponsible!"

"We were in the same place as her! How is that irresponsible?!"

"Guys, please, can you not fight?"

"No!" They both yelled.

"You know what?"

"What?"

"You are horrible annoying, Death!"

"Well, you aren't to pleasant to be around either!"

"Oh, really?!"

"How can anyone put up with you?!"

"I wonder the same thing! I don't know how Cerys wasn't annoyed by you!" By this point, all of Death's anger was doused, and her emotion was replaced by shock. Patrick was shocked too, and let her go. Pitch expression softened.

"Death, I'm so-"

"Don't." She cut through his sentence. "Just...don't..." She had turned away, with her eyes closed.

"Death? You okay?" Patrick asked.

"Y-Yeah...I-I'm gonna go..." She quickly left, leaving Patrick t glare at Pitch.

"What was that?"

"I didn't mean-"

"I know you didn't, but that...that was uncalled for."

"Do you think-"

"That she'll forgive you? Probably not." Patrick said, "I mean, you just mocked someone that she loved. A lot." This caused Pitch to chuckle lightly.

"Hm. Y' know, Death does seem like the type of person to like girls." Patrick rolled his eyes.

"Don't joke. You know-"

"I know, I know."

"Good." The two stayed in silence before Patrick spoke up again.

"Actually, I think Cerys changed Death for the bad and better." Pitch rolled his eyes.

"Oh yes, if it wasn't for her, she wouldn't be Death."

"And we wouldn't know her." Patrick noted.

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