Everything stopped as they looked at the tattooed man before them. Slowly they adjusted themselves to the fact that Joel was here. In front of him. In Phishie's bathroom. Taking a shower.

Joel on the other hand was trying to adjust to the idea that Natasha had almost shot him. "What the hell!" he shouted, looking between them all. "I'm just a guy trying to take a shower and then you start shooting at me!"

SMACK!

The unexpected sound of skin hitting skin resonated in the room. In shock, Joel lightly felt the now red spot on his cheek. Natasha had slapped him.

All her adrenaline worked to fuel her anger as she stared him down, breathing heavily. "Don't ever do that again!" she screamed. "What the hell is wrong with you!"

Bucky reached out to put a hand on her shoulder tentatively. "Rose calm down. It's just your adrenaline speaking. Look, you're shaking. Let's go sit down and let it get out if your system for a bit?" leading her away, Bucky sent a death glare at the Mau5 over her shoulder that said "I'm going to kill you later."

For now, the girls sat outside the bathroom in the hallway as Nat tried to calm down her panic.

"Dude, you do realize the front door was open, right?" Sonny looked at his best friend bewildered.

"Now you tell me! After Roadhog and I spent so long jacking the garage door open too..."

"Roadhog?"

"Yeah, how else would I know where you were? He picked me up from the airport and dropped me off here, but then you weren't home so..."

"So you broke in" Natasha finished for him, her voice still bitter.

"Well I didn't want to wait outside, I had Meowingtons with me."

"That would explain the cat." Sonny mumbled.

Natasha stood, seemingly having reached some level of calm. "Look, I would've broken in too, I get it, but next time you better fucking call so we know it's you and don't start freaking the hell out, ya hear me?"

"Yeah yeah..."

"Anyways, I'd better go park the car and get Phishie and Owsla."

Bucky's head immediately snapped up. "I'm coming with you." Quickly following behind the red head, they walked down the hall to leave.

"Give me the gun."

"No."

"Rose-"

"I don't need you to protect me!" Soon the girls' voices dissapeared down the hall. And suddenly Sonny was very aware of the fact he was alone with Joel. A half-naked Joel. A very attractive half-naked Joel. In a bathroom. Alone. Sonny quickly shut his eyes before his mind went wild and he started blushing. If he did that, Joel would want to know why.

"What are you doing Joel?"

"Well, I was trying to get dressed."

"What are you doing here?"

"Didn't I tell you? This conversation isn't over."

Sonny just stared at his best friend blankly. "You came all the way over here... into another country... because you were mad at me?"

Already prepared to answer, Joel nodded. "Yes. Wait, no!" Joel shook his head at the goblin before him. "You really don't get it, do you?"

"Get what?"

"I was worried, idiot!" Joel glared at him as he pushed past to get the shirt he had left on the counter. "My best friend is sneaking around and won't tell me whats wrong because the government records international phone calls!"

Sonny scratched the back of his head awkwardly. "You heard her huh?"

When Joel looked back at him, Sonny immediately regretted his words. The mau5 looked livid. "Yes! I did! So who is she? Who is this bitch you knocked up?"

"Wha-? I didn't knock up any bitch!"

Impatiently, Joel grabbed him by the shoulders, shaking him. "Skrillz, I swear if you don't tell me what's going on, I'll fucking... Fucking drag you back to Canada and put you under house arrest or some shit. I don't know but I'll fucking lose it!"

Sonny was pretty sure the Mau5 had already lost it. "Alright, alright! I'll tell you just please! Put some pants on!"

Joel realized that Sonny had his eyes squeezed shut, face flushed and upturned to the ceiling. As to why, it was then that Joel realized his towel had fallen off and his lower extremities were sort of shaking everywhere. But he didn't care about Sonny's weird insecurities right now. Besides, they were both guys right? What was he acting so disgusted about anyways? He was attractive down there too. Any guy would be lucky to have a piece of him. Or girl. Yeah, girl. Definitely a girl. He was NOT attracted to guys. Not even the really adorable guy in front of him. Wait. Why was he even thinking about this right now?

Joel resumed shaking Sonny by his shirt "I don't care about a loose towel right now!"

"Dude! My little sister, her girlfriend, and their best friend are on their way in here!" 'and my daughter' he added to himself.

Finally Joel stopped and instead started shoving Sonny out the door. "Fine! Then get out of my shower! And give me my hat!" Taking the Deadmau5 hat Sonny had found earlier, the Mau5 man slammed the door in his face.

Sonny leaned against the wall, a hand on his chest trying to calm down his heart. Geez, Joel had just gotten here and he was already giving him a heart attack. Though whether it was from the chaotic shaking of his body or the junk waved in his face (the image now permanently etched into his mind) he couldn't tell.

"Sonny, you okay?"

Sonny turned his head to see Natasha looking at him concerned. "I'm great, thanks."

Natasha gave him a skeptical look. "Riiiiiight."

"That better not be that bitch you knocked up!" Joel's voice shouted through the bathroom door.

"I didn't knock up anyone!"

"Why hello to you too Joel."

There was a moment of what Natasha assumed was ashamed silence. "Sorry Natasha..."

A moment later the bathroom door opened and Joel appeared. And Sonny was very aware of the fact that he was with Joel. A fully dressed Joel. A very attractive fully dressed Joel. In a hallway. With company.

"Did you tell him?" Natasha crossed her arms.

Joel sent a glare in Sonny's direction. "Tell me what?"

"I'll take that as a no."

"Sonny." Joel warned.

"Alright, alright. Uh... well you see..." Sonny stammered. Why was this so hard? "The reason I couldn't tell you what was going on over the phone is-"

The front door opened. "Mommy?" Owsla's voice rang out.

"Too late." Natasha sighed. She felt sorry for Captain Underpants, she really did.

Joel stared at the guilty looking, raven-haired man in front if him. "Mommy?"

Suddenly, Owsla charged down the hallway, the food seemingly haven given her a second wind. Sonny knelt down to embrace her in a hug as she ran into her arms.

"Mommy! Bucky hid the gun from Natasha but she said it's a secret so shhhhh!"

Sonny smilled at his daughter. "I don't think that's how secrets work."

Natasha turned to glare at her girlfriend. "Oh she did, did she?"

Bucky looked away, clearly guilty "tattle tale" she mumbled.

"Sonny...?" Joel re-directed the group's attention back at him. "Who's that?"

"Joel, this is my daughter Owsla"

"So... you knocked up someone 7 years ago?"

"I already told you, I didn't knock up anyone!"

"Then explain that!"

"She was sorta... given to me..."

"Given to you? Because you knocked up her mother?"

"No! I am her mother first of all! But can't you tell just by looking at her that she- oh."

That's when Sonny realized Owsla still had her disguise. The rest of the gang knew she was an alien but Joel saw a regular human child.

Natasha decided it might be time to intervene. "Joel, she's not human."

"Not human? What?"

Deciding it would be easier to show him, Natasha removed the hat from her head, releasing her Mau5 ears. "She's not human Joel. Her skin is blue too."

"Blue?"

Sonny, following Natasha's example, wiped the makeup from Owsla's cheek to show him, a vivid streak of blue appearing from beneath the tan. "She's an alien Joel. She crashed in our backyard last night. Natasha didn't want me telling you over the phone because of word got out about her..." Sonny held Owsla by her shoulders to face Joel, protective and apprehensive about his reaction. Would Joel hate him because he suddenly had an alien for a daughter?

Joel blinked at the child before him. Alright so she wasn't human... so she got to this planet in a UFO or some shit? Aren't aliens supposed to be green? Oh, well sometimes they were grey he supposed. But now, the goblin had adopted it. Skrillex, Sonny Moore, his best friend, was responsible for the well-being of a child.

Finally he spoke, "I can't believe you."

There was a tense moment of silence. Sonny clutched Owsla's shoulders tighter. He was going to hate her wasn't he? He knew it. His best friend would reject him and his daughter just because she wasn't born on his planet.

Surprisingly, he turned to Bucky and Natasha. "Jamie, Natasha... I am extremely dissapointed in the both of you."

The girls looked at him completely flabbergasted.

"Wha-? What did I do?"

"I could've seen this from Jamie but Natasha? How could you let this happen? How could any of you, Sonny included, be so fucking irresponsible?"

"It's not our fault an alien landed in our backyard Joel!" Bucky defended her brother.

"Who gives a shit if she's an alien? She's a child. And, sorry Sonny, but there's no fucking way in hell you are responsible enough to take care of a kid!"

"I may be 100% in agreement with you here, but how the hell is this my fault?" Natasha looked at him with a confused expression.

"If Jamie is going to dub you the mini me then you have to be responsible for the twin Skrillex idiots when I'm not here."

Natasha was at the point of face palming. It was true however that she was the 'mini Deadmau5'. Not only had Bucky given them all Marvel names, she'd also given them EDM artist equivalents as well. Aurelia was Dillion Francis and Bucky was of course Skrillex. However, Natasha had gotten stuck as Deadmau5. (she knew it was only because Bucky had a crush on her at the time because the only parallel she could draw between them was their foul language).

"But-"

"You need to take lessons from me because I never would have allowed Sonny to be in charge of a kid."

"I... fine..." he was right but still, just how exactly did she think she could prevent it? She didn't have that kind of power or abilities.

Meanwhile, Joel crouched down to look at the child in question. "So, you're still alive huh? That's impressive."

"Maaaaaaaaang! Why you gotta be so mean? I wouldn't kill my own child!"

Joel glanced at the goblin. "Never said you would do it on purpose but you're a fucking mess. You'd have an accident sooner or later."

"Well," Natasha admitted. "He did almost drop her yesterday and then he lost her at CiCi's."

"You did WHAT!" Joel glowered at Sonny. "Your Owsla parenting privileges are now revoked intill further notice!"

"Wow Sonny, you can't hold or parent your child, that's just sad." Bucky snorted.

Taking Owsla's little gloved hand, Joel pulled her a little closer to him and away from the irresponsible idiot. "Hi Owsla, my name is Joel but some people call me Deadmau5. I'll make sure Sonny doesn't accidentally kill you, ok?"

Owsla's head cocked to the side. "Dead... mau5?"

"Yeah, but that's my stage name. You don't have to be all formal and shit with me."

"Joel... Zimmerman?"

Joel immediately stopped. "Yeah. But how the fuck did you-?"

Owsla smiled brightly and wrapped him in the biggest bear hug her little arms could manage. "Daddy!"

There was a plethora of different reactions around the room.

"How did I know this was going to happen?" Natasha sighed.

"Wait a minute, what!" Bucky exclaimed.

"Joel," Sonny glared at him. "We're getting a divorce!"

Joel meanwhile was flippin' the fuck out. "We're not even married! What the hell are you even talking about Skrillz? And someone please get this child off of me!" the poor mau5 had his eyes squeezed shut and face turned away.

"What happened to Sonny being irresponsible?" Natasha crossed her arms, amused.

"That didn't mean I wanted to be it's father!"

"Well there's nothing you can do about it. She's pre-programmed to regonize her parents however the aliens wanted her to. That's why she calls Sonny her mother." she smugly explained.

"So?"

"So?" Bucky glared at him. "What are you going to do Joel? Abandon your child?"

"She's not my child."

"She is now."

"Just get her off me!"

Owsla looked at him wide eyed, tears beginning to form. "Daddy?"

"Come here Owsla..." Sonny scooped her up in his arms, sitting her on his hip.

"Mommy?" Owsla whimpered. "Does daddy hate me?" her lip trembled.

"Daddy doesn't hate you. C'mere... Shhhhh... " he held her head to his chest as she started to cry. "He's just tired from a long flight." Sonny glared at Joel with a murderous expression. Mamma bear was mad and out with a vengeance to protect his child. "Hopefully tomorrow he won't be such an asshole."

With that, Sonny went to go find his bed and put Owsla to sleep.

"You were right Joel. You should take lessons from me, I never would have made a child cry."

"Shut up Natasha."

"If you can't take it don't dish it."

"Look, I need sleep, what are the sleeping arrangements?"

"Well you're sleeping on the couch buddy."

"Bucky!"

"He's not sleeping with us in Phishie's room and Sonny definitely doesn't want him with him." she explained.

"Well... I guess you're right... where is Phish anyways?"

"She's eating in the kitchen."

"Oh."

"I'm going to bed. Goodnight Rose." with that, Bucky went into Phishie's room.

"Oh ok. Love you, goodnight..." turning into the bathroom, Natasha dug through the attached linen closet. "There should be some blankets in here..." she grabbed a few sheets she thought could be easily folded to fit the couch.

"Hey, where did everyone go?"

Natasha turned to see Phishie chewing on a turkey sandwich. "Bed."

"Oh. Okay then." Phish shrugged. "Goodnight Joel, goodnight Natasha." the two in turn muttered goodnight as she continued to her room, presumably to join the rest in slumber.

"Well come on, we'd better get you set up on the couch-" Natasha yawned. "I'm getting tired..."