Sebastien Sangré was many things. He was a simple guy whom loved the simple life. Preferring small and cosy above big and flashy. Ironically since his job includes being a mascot for TVi called Mr. Banana. Though it paid for his nephew's college funds, so he was not to complain. After all, his nephew was everything to him. He could put up being dressed as a fruitbowl if it secured Lysander's future.

"Are you sure you are going to be okay, Uncle?" Lysander asked, eyeing the bandaged arms of his uncle since the soup incidents a few weeks ago.

"Don't worry, the healing process goes along nicely. And if there is a problem, I'll just call Gerard. But as for you, you are only young once, that cute girlfriend of yours is having a match and she'll kick ass more then normal if her boyfriend is there to cheer her on." Sebastien said.

"If you say so Uncle. But let me know if you need, anything right?" Lysander asked as he packed his stuff.

"Don't worry about me, okay?" Sebastien said. The man sighed. "Just so that you'd know, Lysander...you have grown up so much, you have been blossoming in the past few months. I want to say, I'm proud of you, Lysander. Don't forget that."

"I won't. And I appreciate the sentiment, but why so sappy all of a sudden?" Lysander asked.

"I think it is standard for a parental figure to remind their ward that they care once in a while. At least I think it is, I didn't have a handbook on parenting when you came into my care. I still wonder at times if I didn't mess up." Sebastien said as he scratched the back of his head.

"I think you did well, Uncle." Lysander assured him. He checked his watch. "Better keep going, Kagami's match is in an hour. Bye Uncle, love you!"

"Love you too, Lys!" Sebastien shouted after Lysander as he ran out to make it on time. He sighed. He was happy for his nephew. It hadn't been easy raising his nephew as a single parent. Lysander used to be so withdrawn, he wondered if he could have done better. But he had friends now and a relationship that was going well, so Sebastien was happy that things turned out the way they did.

Well, since he was still bandaged up a bit, cooking is a bit more difficult for him. But since his boyfriend was at work and his nephew out with his girlfriend, he decided he could enjoy a bit of takeout. He found the menu of the local Chinese restaurant, heading into the kitchen to sit down and check it out as he found an unexpected guest in the kitchen. He dropped the menu and his phone. "You..."

"Hey, if it isn't good ol' Bastie! How's my fav brother-in-law?" Gustav Latombe sat in hs kitchen, a smug grin on his face. "Like what you did with the place. Small, but cosy."

Sebastien clenched his fists. It hurt a little due to a few burns but he fought through it. He gritted his teeth. "You shouldn't be here. You should be locked up...you are not allowed to go free."

"Now, that's not exactly a warm welcome." Latombe said sarcastically. "Can't a guy just visit his family?"

"You are not family. You never had the right to call us that." Sebastien growled. "In fact, because of you MY family had fallen apart. It is nearly all but destroyed. Because you are an insane murderous bastard!"

"I won't deny that." Latombe said. The tone he used was weird. It was almost like he was genuinely regretful. "So...how's Lysander?"

"You know about him?" Sebastien turned pale.

"First thing I did with my free time was looking up where you were up to. And I knew Mercy was pregnant before she left. I saw him from a distance. He has inherited her looks..." Latombe said.

"You stay away form him! And do not dare to speak my sister's name. You have no right. Not after what you did to her." Sebastien slammed his hands in the table, ignoring the pain.

"I never hurt her. She was the only one I could never hurt." Latombe said.

"That's a riot. You never laid a finger on her but had you considered what would happen to her when she found out what you really are? Did you know how much it broke her heart to find out the man she loved was a monster? A murderer? It destroyed her...she lost the will to live. And if it wasn't for Lysander, I would not have lived on either. But I had to pick up the pieces and I had to keep strong to make sure my sister's son had a good life, even if I had to go through hell and back." Sebastien shouted.

Latombe didn't speak for a while; He didn't seem really regretful, more like he was sheepish. "And I must say you did well for yourself and him. Despite the fact you dress like a banana you got a career in showbizz. I know he has a girlfriend, and one of high class and prestige. Hell, even your relationship...good job, Bastie. The guy you nailed, that physique would make Dwayne Johnson pale. You now how to pick 'em!"

"Everything I achieved and what Lysander achieved were certainly not thanks to you." Sebastien replied.

"Bastie...for all that it's worth, I did truly love Mercy." Latombe said.

"You clearly loved yourself more. Otherwise you'd have not started killing people, and subject her to the fallout and heartbreak. If you truly cared you'd have become a better man. But you didn't. So do not lie to me by saying you cared!" Sebastien said.

"I admit that my views on love and affection are skewed. I am many things, but I'm not unaware of what I truly am. So in hindsight I don't exactly blame you." Latombe said. "I guess Lysander doesn't know about me."

"He doesn't. And I want to keep it that way. I don't want to burden him with the thought that his biological father is a murderer! As far as he knows, his father is dead. I didn't outright say it but I let him come to that conclusion. And in a way it is. If there was really a decent man in you, he is long dead." Sebastien answered. "So I warn you, if you ever come near him..."

"I appreciate that you are so protective of him, and that you raised him as well as you did, but there are things out there you cannot protect him from." Latombe said. "You know that wouldn't be able to take me on."

Sebastien opened a nearly drawer and took out a knife, pointing it towards Latombe. "Get out..." he growled.

"Oh, if I were a piece of toast I'd be really afraid of being buttered." Latombe said sarcastically.

"GET OUT!" Sebastien shouted.

"Fine. I know I'm not wanted. I don't know why I even bothered. Must be an illogical emotional thing all humans have." He stood up and calmly walked toward the kitchen door. "Don't bother try to inform the authorities or even the Miraculous Heroes, by the time I'm gone, there is no trail left to follow. I made sure of that. And another hint, take Lysander and move away. Don't get caught in the crossfire."

"I won't run. I know you won't win." Sebastien said.

"Maybe the heroes shouldn't worry about me." Latombe said. Though Latombe doubted he'd lose in the end, he had a feeling that if he did, Mahamayuri would be a whole other problem. "So...I guess this is goodbye. I would say sorry but...it wouldn't change much."

"Just...Leave." Sebastien lowered the knife. With that, Latombe just walked out. Sebastien stood there for a while, he didn't know how long. After a while he just sat down on the chair in th kitchen, buried his head in his bandaged hands, and bawled his eyes out. What were he to do?

NOTES

Another interlude, though it starts of light it gets heavy later.

Now, Lysander Sangré is a unique OC. I initially imagined him as less kind and probably be a future villain, having grown bitter by heartbreak. However, Lysander turned out nicer then expected, certainly since I wanted to avoid the jerk boyfriend cliché with Juleka last season. So Lysander stuck around as an ally instead.

Then he ends up with Kagami, and I gave him a guardian, his uncle Sebastien. I had no idea what to do with his absent parents, either abroad or dead.

Latombe was always going to be a part of the project, but I had initially no familial ties with any other characters. But since Lysander is still here and has become important though in a different way then intended, he is now the son of Latombe.

It has been proven psychopaths or sociopaths can prove themselves able to act normally , fake emotions and even have families. This is hence the case with Latombe. And Lysander's mother was just an unfortunate person whom didn't realize how bad her husband was. And hence Lysander ended up raised by his uncle.

And Sebastien is a normal guy, but for his nephew, for his sister's son he'd not be afraid to pull a knife to a mass murdering bastard like Latombe.

Anyhow, enjoy the chapter.