At Baker Street, four groups of partners started their morning with breakfast and placed three portraits on the wall. One portrait that has Basil, Dawson and Borra, as a mouse, having an adventure together, the second portrait has Borra hugging Holmes and Watson with each of his arm, and the third portrait has Sherlock Gnomes, Dr. Gnome Watson and Borra, as a gnome, in the latter's giant protective bubble.

Aggie: (looks at the three portraits) Wow! Great-Grandpa Borra sure do loves you guys.

Watson: Borra was a good lad. Very protective.

Aggie: He really treated you guys like a family.

Basil: Just like you! You treated all of us like family.

Sherlock Gnomes: family thing runs in the biological family, huh?

Aggie: (smirks) Yeah. Nice one.

Red: (walks out of his room) Any case that I missed this morning?

Holmes: No, it's early morning. No case in this time.

Suddenly, a very small portal appeared beside Aggie, and came along an envelope as it flew down the floor, and the portal closed.

Aggie: Oohhh, a mail-portal!

Dawson: Since when did we have main-portal?

Aggie: Years ago when I started installing them. (picks up the envelope, ripped it open, pulled out a letter, and briefly read it) Aww! It's a letter from out gnome friends!

When he heard Aggie's exciting words, Sherlock Gnomes rushed and snatched the letter from her.

Aggie: Hey!

Sherlock Gnomes: This letter was sent to the wrong address, Aggie. Don't read it! (throws the letter in his room)

Aggie: (curiously) Uh… why did you throw the letter in your room?

Sherlock Gnomes: (nervously) Ummm… for safe-keeping. Why do you ask?

Holmes: You're supposed to send the letter to the right address.

Sherlock Gnomes: I can do that later!

Dr. Gnome Watson: Sherlock! (lowers himself from a desk by his grappling hook cane and landed carefully on the floor) It's been 198 years. I think it's time to tell them and her.

Basil: Tell us what?

The six stared at the two gnomes, waiting for answers.

Sherlock Gnomes: None of their business, Watson.

Dr. Gnome Watson: You're right. It's OUR business. We all know Borra, and Aggie is his descendant. They all have the right to know what happened to him. So we're telling… (turns the knob and realized the door is lock; sighs) You just locked the door, didn't you?

Sherlock Gnomes: (smirks) Just in case.

Aggie: I got it. (punches the door with her finger)

Sherlock Gnomes: How did you—

Aggie: My fingers are strong. I got finger exercise this morning.

The gnomes looked uncomfortably at the girl for being the strongest, then glared back at each other.

Sherlock Gnomes: Don't do this, Watson!

Dr. Gnome Watson: It's for your own good, Sherlock! Time to move on!

When the gnome doctor quickly ran inside his partner's room, the gnome detective followed him, and the two made crashing and fighting sounds, which it was unseen by their friends outside.

Watson: (to Aggie) Are you going to do something?

Aggie: Nah. This is a friendship lesson. They'll stop… unless they'll be back out here in one piece… (not long enough, the gnomes come out of the room with a box) See? Told you they would come out in one piece. What's in that box?

Dr. Gnome Watson: This box has all of Sir Gnomeo and Miss Juliet's letters that we received throughout our years!

Aggie took one letter from the box, but it was so small and the words are so tiny.

Aggie: (frustrated) Aww, they're too small. I can't read it.

Sherlock Gnomes: (relief) Oh well. Better luck next time. (He opens his eyes, and surprised the box and the letters are big now) How did you—

Aggie: Chaotic resize spell. I thought you read my spell book before.

Sherlock Gnomes: Not all of the spells! I was never interested in magic, you know. (Faces away from Aggie)

When the rest started to dig in the box, Aggie, Red, Basil and Dawson only read the dates of each letter.

Basil: 1924, 1958…

Dawson: 1987, 2018…

Red: 2036, 2071…

Aggie: 2088, 2102… These are the letters that you guys received for 198 years! Alright, Gnomes, what the heck is going here? Why did you keep these letters a secret and never told us about them when I met you?

Sherlock Gnomes still won't face Aggie or either of his friends as he never want talk about what happened 198 years ago.

Dawson: You know we're still your friends.

Sherlock Gnomes: (sighs and turns to face his friends) Fine! It's true. Sir Gnomeo and Miss Juliet did invite us to their Garden Anniversary party throughout the years, but I never attended, neither do Watson since I told him not too. I only kept the letters so everyone would know I received them.

Red: But why you never want to come?

Sherlock Gnomes: Because… That event is the real reason why Borra got smashed.

Watson: What do you mean?

Sherlock Gnomes: It happens 198 years ago, the year after we rescued all the garden gnomes in London, Sir Gnomeo and Miss Juliet invited me, Watson and Borra to their 1st Anniversary of their recreation their new garden. I didn't want to come since I'm not actually a party gnome, but Borra encouraged me to. He likes parties. When we're almost there, it was the other side of the road, but it got traffic and lots of cars are crossing. When Watson and I crossed, we almost got smashed, but Borra pushed us out of the way, and he got smashed. I never attended to their Harden party again, and it's also the same day of Borra's death anniversary. If only I was so patient, he wouldn't just risk his own life to save us.

Red: So, that was the reason you never want to attend the party? Bdcause it was also Borra's death anniversary?

Sherlock Gnomes: I would never forget that day he saved us. Even when I met you, Aggie, I still hid the letters.

Aggie: Why?

Sherlock Gnomes: I already knew you were Borra's descendant when I noticed your wings, your wand staff, your instincts of protecting us, and I noticed your family tree. I just don't you to blame about what happened to your great-grandfather.

Aggie: But, Sherlock, that was all an accident. We never blame you about what happened.

Basil: (raises his hand) I do.

Holmes: Ssshhh!

Aggie: Besides, Great-Grandpa Borra would've wanted it. He wants you alive. Sure you took it well now . That was 198 years ago.

Dr. Gnome Watson: Actually, Sherlock never took it well. He almost smashed himself shortly after Borra's death.

Aggie: You what?!

Sherlock Gnomes: I was depressed, okay?

Holmes: Borra just saved your life, and you're going to waste it?

Sherlock Gnomes: At least I'm still alive in one piece until now! I never thought of that, until Watson told me that Borra wanted me alive, so… I still used my life.

Red: Well, you should have. It was a gift of a friend, and, by the way, you can't keep yourself in the shadow of guilt and depression forever. You have to move on.

Sherlock Gnomes: (sighs) I know, I know.

While digging into the letters, Dr. Gnome Watson noticed a thing that looks like a baby mobile with colorful origami birds hanging by their strings.

Dr. Gnome Watson: Is this a mobile?

Sherlock Gnomes: Borra made that for me. I didn't wanna throw it out.

Dr. Gnome Watson: Well, it shouldn't be in the box full of letters. It should be… Well, I guess we can put it back in here for now.

Sherlock Gnomes: During my explanation, I thought about it, and I decided to get to Gnomeo and Juliet's party alone so I'll explain to them everything why I never come to their party after all these years, and apologize to them.

Dr. Gnome Watson: What?! No, no! You can't go alone. You almost smashed yourself in depression!

Sherlock Gnomes: This is the first time I attended their anniversary party at the day of Borra's death anniversary. I won't be so depress once I showed myself at their garden.

Aggie: Sure it can be one party, but there'll be hundred more invitations from the garden gnomes. By the time you finish giving your depressing speech of explanation and apologizing, you'll just be a mouth on a chair.

Sherlock Gnomes: (disgusts) Wow, Aggie…

Aggie: A mouth I would still proudly call one of my best friends. We're still best friends.

Sherlock Gnomes: Well, I'm not gonna let you stop me. Honestly, I really want to move on from this depression that Borra left me just because that was two centuries ago, and I'm almost torn apart!

When the gnome detective waved his hand, an index finger flew off from his hand, and the eightsome noticed the finger was gone from the gnome's right-hand.

Sherlock Gnomes, Dr. Gnome Watson, Aggie, Red, Basil, Dawson, Holmes & Watson: (fear and disgusts) NO!

Sherlock Gnomes: Did you see where it went?

Watson: I'll get it for you.

When he searched under Aggie's piano to find the finger, he found something uncommon.

Watson: Uh…

Aggie: Did you find it?

Watson: (pulls out a red pacifier) I only found this.

Red: Oh! That's Amaranth Red's pacifier!

Aggie: Aww! Her "sucky"!

Holmes: When and how did that pacifier get in here?

Aggie: My kids visited here last week, remember?

Holmes: Oh, yes. Of course.

Basil: Ugh! You two are so…

The mouse detective was about say a word or phrase, but Aggie already gave him a deadly glare, which causing to stammer in fear.

Basil: Nothing! I don't know the word anyway. I've never been a parent after all.

But Aggie punched the mouse anyway for almost insulting her status as a parent. Just then, they heard knocks from the door.

Basil, Dawson & Aggie: Comfound it!

Aggie answered the door as she opened it and found her oldest daughter there.

Amaranth Red: Hey, Mom! We've got a surprise for you!

Aggie: Now's not the time.

Amaranth Red: Real quick. The surprise is not here, but we'll give you the address and I'll be on my way. Only close friends and family can know about this surprise.

Aggie: Your Uncle Sherlock Gnomes just lost his finger.

Amaranth Red: Like in a crab trap? Probably hard to work that in, but it's great that you're already thinking about backstory.

Sherlock Gnomes: (off-screen) Found it!

Dawson: (off-screen) And we've got ants!

Aggie noticed her daughter stared at her in confusion.

Aggie: Just get inside.


The Story of the New Generation

Moments later, Aggie glued Sherlock Gnomes' finger and put it where it belonged vie telekinesis.

Dr. Gnome Watson: Do you think we can fix it?

Sherlock Gnomes: Yeah, because I just got my finger cut 5 minutes ago.

Aggie: Well, if one of your parts is rotten off, so it was dead-dead. It's impossible to stick it back. But your finger was severed for a short while, so it's more living-dead, which means if we set it, there's a chance it can go back to normal.

Holmes: What if it doesn't?

Aggie: I guess you could say you had an accident. Okay, we're done here, try it now.

The gnome carefully tried to bend his finger, and it moved a little

Sherlock Gnomes: Whoa. I can lose parts and reattach them.

Amaranth Red: Just like a snowman.

Red: Our lives just keep getting better and better.

Aggie: I'd go easy on it for a few days. Months? Seconds? I don't know. But definitely do keep it dry. Or moist?

Amaranth Red: So, this was a stress of depression?

Sherlock Gnomes: Yeah, since your Great-Great-Grandpa Borra died, I almost lose myself.

Holmes: You shouldn't stress yourself too much. You almost torn yourself part.

Basil: Literally. (Turns to Amaranth Red) So, you said there was a surprise?

Amaranth Red: Yeah, here's the address (gives Aggie the address on a piece of paper) We'll meet you there. Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad. Bye Uncles.

When the young girl left the room and closed the door, Aggie read the address.

Aggie: Well, it won't be too far. You guys wanna come?

Most of the men glanced for a second, then agreed.

Watson: Okay.

Sherlock Gnomes: That's sounds fun.

Dawson: Yeah, sure. Why not?


Meanwhile, at an old and abandoned warehouse, somewhere within New London.

Sherlock D.: (off-screen) Oh, come on, Dad. Why do we have to wear this?

Denzel: (off-screen) Because they fit you all good.

Denzel, forcedly, put unusual uniforms on his children. The uniforms are black with big yellow "D"s on the front. The boys wore T-shirts and black pants, and the girls wore black blouse and skirts.

Red D.: Why do we have to wear these outfits?

Denzel: First, this will be your usual clothes, and second, so you won't be lost if you want to go out.

John D.: Why we would be lost? We always have each other and we stayed together.

Denzel: Yes, but I want everybody to know that you are my children. Mostly Aggie and her friends were really shock.

Agatha D.: (disgusts) Ugh, this style is not my test of fashion!

Denzel: Sorry, but that's all the ideas I have for your new uniform… And it's also Professor Ratigan's idea. For the style. The Ds

Sherlock D.: Uh, Ratigan's logo is an "R", but I'll take the "D".

Agatha D.: Can we go now?

Denzel: Sure, kids.

The Damai kids desperately left the room with their uniforms.


When they made it to their rooms, they immediately took off their uniforms and wore their civilian clothes.

John D.: Finally! I can't stand it with this monkey suit!

Agatha D.: I know Dad wants us to be evil, but I don't feel like it.

Red D.: Humph! I don't want to be evil anyway.

Sherlock D.: Well, we tried to tell him about it, but he wouldn't listen. We'll just go with the flow. We want to be happy anyway.

While staring at her uniform, Agatha D. just noticed something tiny on her uniform.

Agatha D.: Umm, guys, take a look at this.

When her siblings took a look on her uniform, they all noticed a tiny glass dot on the curve of the D.

John D.: Is that a spy camera?

Sherlock D.: Darn it, dad! He's way too overprotective and he's out of control.

Red D.: I don't like it when Dad wants to spy on us.

Agatha D.: I knew it why Dad wants us to where these uniforms. Let's get rid of them!

Sherlock D.: I don't think that's a good idea, sis. When Dad finds out we're going to destroy these uniforms, he'll freak.

Red D.: So, what should we do?

Sherlock D.: Well, I think we can remove these spy cameras from our uniforms and placed it somewhere where Dad thinks we're still together in one place.

John D.: Like how?

The oldest Damai thought about it with a smirk as he got an idea.


When the kids successfully removed the spy cameras from their uniform, they placed them on their respective beeswax status of them.

Sherlock D.: Wow, John, these are so realistic.

John D.: Told ya I can do art.

Sherlock D. stared at Agatha D.'s "statue".

Sherlock D.: But the eyes creep me out.

The statue stood up to Sherlock D., which was actually the real Agatha D.

Agatha D.: Well, I hate your nose!

Sherlock D.: Aahhh!

Red D.: Are you sure this will fool Mom and Dad?

John D.: Don't worry. They'll never know, especially if we dim the lights.

Agatha D.: (to Sherlock D.) I don't know why we still have to wear these junks.

Sherlock D.: Look, I know we don't like our dad that much, but he's our dad. Let's just give him one chance of happiness.

Red D.: You're right, bro. He's our dad after all. I think I started to like these anyway.

Sherlock D.: So, let's go out and have fun?

Agatha D., John D. & Red D.: YEAH!

The four kids took the window instead of the stairs so they won't get spotted as they jumped out the window and climbed down the ladder.


Back to the heroes.

The Galido kids were standing in front of an old and abandoned building to wait for their parents and "uncles" to arrive, but they haven't spotted them yet, until…

Aggie: (off-screen) Where can I register for this school?

The kids turned around and noticed their parents and uncles behind them

Amaranth Red: Oh! Nanay! Tatay! You're early!

Red: (carries a box of school and business supplies) Here's a little something to help you get started.

Clover Scarlet: (touched) Oh, Lolo and Lola's supplies.

The whole Galido shared a mournful hug as they missed Aggie's parents, Leo and Bernadette. Holmes and Watson glanced at their counterpart to make them tell what happened, but Basil, Dawson, Sherlock Gnomes and Dr. Gnome Watson never wanted to talk about the disappearance of Aggie's parents as they hung their heads down in sadness. The four were so close to Aggie's parents, mostly Leo since he is Borra's grandson through his oldest daughter, Leonila.

Aggie: (to her children; sniffs) I know. I miss them, too.

The kids wiped their tears from their eyes to control themselves from crying. Aggie doesn't want her children to cry as she changed the topic.

Aggie: (chuckles) Well, now. Hurry up and open the door!

The kids opened the door first to show their parents and uncles the place inside.

August Crimson: Just look at it, Mom, Dad. Doesn't it just make you want to cry?

Inside a building is a very old room, with lots of holes on the walls and ceiling, some furniture and stairs are covered with cobwebs, and everything is dusty,

Aggie: (uncomfortably) Yes.

Sherlock Gnomes: Just make sure we won't be too long here. Gnomeo and Juliet are expecting us on their anniversary party later this afternoon.

Amaranth Red: Don't worry, Uncle SG, this won't take long.

Crimson Red: Man, the school is going to be right where you're standing.

Clover Scarlet: Oh! And over here, the principals' office!

Amaranth Red: And hanging from the ceiling, a big old colorful crystal chandelier!

Basil: (chuckles) You're your mommy's children, all right. You know, your mom wants to be a teacher once when she was still six-years-old, but she gave up her dream to become something better.

Aggie: And I couldn't think that my old dream was passed down to my own children.

Holmes: So, you children are going to build a school?

August Crimson: Not just any school, a Friendship School.

Dr. Gnome Watson: You do know there's a Friendship School in Equestria, right?

Clover Scarlet: Yeah, but that's in Equestrian world. This school is good for people all over the universe. Any species, any gender, even yet-to-be reform villains!

Red: Aww, hatchies, I'm sure this place is going to be just wonderful, but it's a shame you are working so hard.

Amaranth Red: But how can we let up now when we're so close?

Crimson Red: We got to make sure Lolo and Lola's expectations for us mean something.

Aggie: Kids! Your grandma and grandpa may not have the chance to see their expectations for you, but they had something better. They had love…. For all of us. And that's all I want for you, honeybunches, to meet your love interests and dance off into your happily ever after.

Amaranth Red: Mom, please! We don't have time for dancing. (singing) That's just gonna have to wait a while

Red: Ooh, how long we talking about here?

Crimson Red: (singing) Ain't got time for messing around
And it's not our style

Aggie: I want some grandkids here!

Clover Scarlet: (singing) This old world can slow you down
People taking the easy way

August Crimson: (singing) But we know exactly where we're going
We're getting closer and closer every day

The Galido kids: And we're almost there
We're almost there

August Crimson: People down here think we're crazy

Clover Scarlet: But we don't care

Crimson Red: Trials and tribulations

Amaranth Red: We've had my share

The Galido kids: There ain't nothing gonna stop usnow
'Cause we're almost there

Crimson Red: I remember Grandma and Grandpa told me
Fairy tales can come true

Clover Scarlet: You got to make them happen
It all depends on you

Amaranth Red: So we work real hard each and every day

August Crimson: Now things for sure are going our way

Crimson Red & August Crimson: Just doing what we do

Amaranth Red & Clover Scarlet: Look out, boys, we're coming through

The Galido kids: And we're almost there
We're almost there
People gonna come here from everywhere
And we're almost there
We're almost there

Amaranth Red: There's been trials and tribulations
You know we've had our share

The Galido kids: But we've flew the sky
We've travelled the universe
And we're almost there
We're almost there

We're almost theeeeeeeeere!

The four kids guided their parents and adoptive uncles out of the building to catch up at the party.


Meanwhile, in the world where statues, toys and garden gnomes are alive and can walk and talk, Gnomeo and Juliet were waiting for their expected guests.

Juliet: (sighs) I sure hope Sherlock and Watson could come to the party this year. They never attended ever since…

Gnomeo: Borra's death. I know. Sherlock almost got himself killed that time.

Juliet: Losing Borra was too much for him. Remember when I thought you were smashed?

Gnomeo: Yes. You were sad. I kinda understand that gnome's problem, but that was centuries ago! He should've moved on by now. Besides, he already got Aggie as his new protector. I mean, Aggie is almost similar to Borra. They both have wings, they both have magic, they both have wand staff, but different, and…

Juliet: But Aggie is not Borra. He's a gnome and she's a human. Let's just give Sherlock some more time to move on. And while we do that, let's go up there and look at the view again (points the roof)

Gnomeo: Isn't that too high?

Juliet: The higher, the better.

Gnomeo: I'll let you know when I get there first.

Gnomeo flung his hands onto the ladder's first step, but Juliet pulled him down. The two continued to climb up the roof while slowing each other down. Juliet reached the top because she swung herself upward. Nevertheless, she leaned down and pulled Gnomeo up, then swung him around and around and around, until he had quite enough. Laughing it off, the two of them stared off in awe at the whole view of the future London (It was also called "new London").

Lord Redbrick: Juliet, come down this instant, before you fall!

Gnomeo: When is he going to realize you're the toughest gnome in the garden?

Purplette: (off-screen) Seriously, Mom, Dad, you have visitors!

Juliet: We'll be down in a moment, sweetie!

Aggie: (off-screen) Are you guys done?!

The red and blue gnome recognized that voice as they looked down and saw their expected visitors.

Aggie: Because we can't wait for you to come down here forever, though!

Gnomeo: (chuckles sheepishly) Heh, how long you've been standing there?

Basil: Longer than you think, like "5 minutes"! We've been at the front yard while you two were talking.

Juliet: Oh… (chuckles) right.

Gnomeo and Juliet hopped off the roof slowly and landed at the grassy ground,

Juliet: Glad you finally made it!

Aggie: I won't miss a big party!

Gnomeo: (notices Holmes and Watson) And who are these guys?

Aggie: These are Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson. They are human counterparts of Sherlock Gnomes and Dr. Gnome Watson, except for Watson, he's a compudroid. (Gnomeo and Juliet still stared in confusion) You guys have your own human counterparts, remember?

Juliet: Oh, of course!

Gnomeo: Why didn't I think of that? It's nice to meet both of you.

Holmes: (bend down and shakes Gnomeo's hand) And it's nice to meet gnome version of star-crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet. I'm sure you also know Borra.

Juliet: Wait! You know Borra?

Watson: He was a good friend of ours.

Juliet: I never knew a gnome can be friends with humans before.

Dr. Gnome Watson: Actually, Borra was never been a gnome… he was a human with wings.

Gnomeo & Juliet: A HUMAN?!

All gnomes were startled and gasped as they stared at the heroes in silence,

Aggie: Yes. Borra was a human. He's my Great-Grandfather. He transformed into a gnome at will so you won't be so afraid of him.

Juliet: But, Aggie, when you showed yourself as a human, we were never afraid of you.

Aggie: That's because I'm not Borra. He wanted to hide identity because he doesn't want to get hurt… emotionally.

Juliet: (sadly) Well… I wish he should've told us the truth.

Aggie: (looks around) Huh… the garden looks the same as I remembered.

Lady Bluebury: (approaches Aggie) We also made a little more addition to the garden.

Lady Bluebury and Lord Redbrick guided the visitors behind two bushes, and opened them up to reveal a big statue of Borra holding his wand staff.

Aggie: Wow!

Dawson: Borra!

Red: Did you make this?

Gnomeo: Yes. Just to honor his heroism not only saving all garden gnomes, but saving Sherlock and Watson. We used some clay and all, but we never got chance to paint it.

Holmes: I think paint is too much. You already got Borra's real image. Just right. The wings and the wand staff are so perfect.

Lady Bluebury: Oh, yes. The wand staff is the top priority. That thing, Aggie, was your great-grandfather's pride and joy. May he rest in pieces.

Everyone shared a sadden silence for the "loss" of Borra. The gnomes never forgot Borra's sacrifice and heroism.

Lord Redbrick: (to Aggie) Oh, how you actually remind us of him. You look exactly like him.

Aggie: (smiles and blushes) I'm not exactly look like him. (to Sherlock Gnomes) Are you seeing this Sherlock? Sherlock Gnomes?

Aggie noticed that Sherlock Gnomes did not join them, which he only stood up there away from everyone. He wanted to be alone.

Juliet: (rushes to him) Hey, what is up with you?

Sherlock Gnomes: Nothing, I have many things to think about!

Gnomeo: (approaches him) No, seriously. We all noticed you never came here to visit us every year ever since Borra got smashed. That's 198 years ago. Why have you been so down lately until now?

Sherlock Gnomes: (admittedly) Because I still can't accept it, okay?! (everyone around him stared at him in silence) You guys already moved on, but I don't. Borra loves making friends, risks his own life to save us, and still got hurt, but he's still happy for it. I'm only good of keeping someone out of it. How long before that's not enough?

Feeling pity for his gnome counterpart's feelings, Holmes bent down and placed his finger on the gnome's shoulder.

Holmes: Are you really gonna let yourself feeling guilty for the rest of your life about what happened Borra because you're afraid that it might happen again to someone else? Like Aggie? Gnome Watson? Everyone you know?

Sherlock Gnomes couldn't answer that question as he felt ashamed of not being himself after Borra sacrificed his own life, but his human counterpart is right. Juliet started to break the silence.

Juliet: Maybe it's time to calm ourselves down. Why don't we all have some tea and snack?

Dr. Gnome Watson: Good idea.

When everyone gathered to start the party, Aggie felt someone poking her.

Amaranth Red: Mom, we just noticed a beautiful flower just 5 houses away. It would be perfect for the new school.

Aggie: I don't know, sweetie. There are many more flowers all over the universe to find.

Crimson Red: But this flower is so special. It's like it represented friendship

Aggie: (smiles) Okay, but don't be late. It's almost dark.

August Crimson: We will, Mom.

Aggie: Oh! And don't forget these. (snaps her finger and four black clothes with masks appeared besides her)

Clover Scarlet: What will we need these for?

Aggie: Just in case when it gets dark. No one will see while getting the flower. Just wear it when it's dark.

Amaranth Red: Thanks, Mom!

The kids kissed their mother on the cheek and rushed out of the garden.


I got the prologue reference from Santa Clarita Diet.

Hermogenes Borra was mentioned several times. Leo and Bernadette Galido was also mentioned.

Almost there is a parody song by the Galido kids. The original song is from The Princess and the Frog.

Gnomeo and Juliet and their family and friends appeared in this chapter. They have a daughter named Purplette.

Nanay and Tatay are Tagalog words of Mom and Dad respectively. Lolo and Lola are also tagalog words of Grandpa and Grandma respectively.