The funeral was, to say the least, a very unexpected thing, Despite Seven telling her friends that her family was eccentric, they were still not ready for this. Everyone was in brightly colored clothes, the radio was playing upbeat music, and the casket was open with Jinx's body in a white dress with multicolored polka dots and her hair divided into two pigtails. Six looked over her body with sadness; he hadn't known her very well, but that didn't mean he wouldn't miss her. Suddenly, a hand landed on Six's shoulder, and he whipped around to face a couple middle-aged people. "Ah, you must be Seven's new boyfriend! She's told us so much about you!" The woman exclaimed. Six blushed. "Um, actually...I'm with him," he said, pointing to Eight, who was talking to One. "Oh, an open relationship, I see!" Six blushed yet again. "No, no! I'm only with him," The woman's face saddened. The man said, "Oh well, we always thought our Seven had gotten herself a new boyfriend after that Spike kid. Come on, dear, maybe she's grown attached to some of these other fine young men…" The man guided his wife over to Five and Two, who immediately seemed to become uncomfortable at the idea of Seven being their girlfriend. So, they must be Seven's parents, Six thought.
Finally, the woman of the hour appeared, dressed in a white Lolita-style dress, with a man beside her, and her parents rushed over to her. "Seven! We are so glad to see you! And I'm loving the new hair!" Her mother yelled. Everyone turned to look at Seven, and she blushed, pushing a short piece of hair behind her ear. "Uh, yeah…" She looked at the people she lived with, and cleared her throat, pointing to the man beside her. "Everyone, this is my brother, Domino." Six soon realized why they called him that. His hair was short and jet black, and his skin was ghostly pale. He was also only wearing white and black. "Uh, hi," everyone mumbled uncomfortably, and rightfully so. Domino was about 6'6", which made the 6'1" Seven look tiny, and he had a murderous look in his eyes. He whispered something in Seven's ear, and then walked back towards the casket. The cheeriness of the funeral returned, and everyone went back to what they'd been doing. Seven sprinted over to her friends, patting her dress down. "Sorry about that. Like I said, crazy family...anyway, how are you guys holding up?"
"As well as we can," One grumbled. Seven ignored him, and continued to chat with the others. Suddenly, a car began to pull up that was blasting rock music, and everyone turned to look. Out of it stepped a tall man with pure white hair, donning a black leather jacket, torn jeans, and black sunglasses. "Oh hell no," Seven hissed, stomping towards the man. "Oh hey, it's good ol' Seven! How ya been, girl?" Seven was fuming. She balled her hands into fists, and stared directly into the man's eyes. "What are you doing here, Spike?" She said through clenched teeth. "Just payin' my respects to ol' Junkie Jinx." Seven began to scream. "Don't call her that! You didn't even know Jinx! LEAVE!" At this point, the others had begun to crowd around Seven, just in case she really lost it. "Damn, girl, calm down!" He laughed. "So ya just don't care for me none anymore, eh? That's aight. I liked Jinx more anyway; you were a daddy's girl, Jinx did whatever she wanted." That set Seven off. Before Spike could process what had happened, Seven had him on the ground and was punching him in the face. Seven's parents shrieked, and Domino practically teleported over, him and Nine dragging the kicking and screaming Seven away from bloodied Spike.
"Let go of me! That bastard was the reason Jinx ran away and got into drugs!" Six instantly scurried over to Seven, trying to calm her down. "Seven, calm down!" Nine yelled. Seven went still and looked at the people above her. She sighed. "Dammit...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lose my temper like that...it's just...Spike was Jinx's dealer, and he manipulated her into running away. Also, before that, he used to be my boyfriend." Domino's face remained steeled, but Six and Nine looked stunned. "I guess it doesn't matter anymore now, though." She stood up, brushed off her dress, and walked over to Spike."Sorry for punching you in the face. Now, leave. You aren't welcome here." Spike rolled his eyes and mumbled "whatever" before getting into his car and speeding off. The rest of the funeral went well, it ending with Seven giving the eulogy and everyone saying goodbye to Jinx a final time before she was put to rest. "Goodbye, Jinx. I'll...I'll try to make you proud." Seven whispered, before watching them close the casket and begin to bury it. She sighed, and walked over to her friends.
When the family arrived home, Seven said goodnight to everyone and stayed in her room the rest of the night. The twins tried to speak to her for about an hour before Six and Eight had to coax them away with promises that she'd talk in the morning. In Eight's room, Six and Eight talked about Seven, and if she was still upset. "No doubt she still is, but she'll get over it. Seven's tough." Eight said. "Yeah," Six responded. They sat in silence for a while before they both gave way to sleep.