Not advisable to read them all, just pick and read your favourite songs. It doesn't apply if you've been from the beginning.

"Come on," Quigley said. "Let's go see Mom."

Qiugley Jr (aged 3) jumped eagerly up and down, then raced into the hospital room.

"Quigley!" Violet cried, giving her son a huge hug and her husband a peck on the cheek.

They stayed for a while, then Uncle Klaus came to take Quigley Jr - so that Violet and Quigley Sr could be alone.

"How's-"

"She's fine," Violet replied, rubbing her pregnant belly. "Quigley, promise me something."

"What?"

"Throw away that darn mouthwash."

Quigley sighed as he remembered the label on that dreaded mouthwash.

JON-E's MOUTHWASH

WARNING: Swallowing can be fatal

It was fatal, alright. To his unborn baby - and his wife. Cliffnotes version? That, and Violet was gving her life for the baby.

5 years earlier

"Violet, can I ask you something?"

"Yes - what is it?"

"Well, seeing as Olaf's defeated and all - will you marry me?"

"YES!"

"You will?"

"Of course!"

"Violet, you realise you've made me the happiest man alive?"

"Well, it's because I love you."

"I love you too."

"Sir, I'm afraid - she's gone."

Quigley looked at the nurse. "Violet or the baby?"

"Violet. But you have a healthy baby girl."

Quigley took the baby in his arms and smiled.

"I'll throw away that mouthwash . . ."

19 years later

"You're breaking up with me?"

"Yeah. I find you really boring."

"Steve!"

The door slammed behind the man Violet - sorry - Violet Jr had loved for three months. She was kneeling on the floor, her face wet and her hands shaking. Gulping air, Violet stood up and went to her room. She cried for ten minutes in her pillow, then looked up at her mother's portrait. She stiffled a sob and went to the kitchen, then went to her father's room.

Quigley Sr had aged quite a lot, but his personality hadn't changed nineteen years later.

"Dad?"

He was finishing up for the day, putting away his laptop and taking off his glasses.

"Violet? Quigley asked, turning and looking concerned when he'd caught sight of his daughter's face. "What's wrong?"

"Steve," Violet gasped, then sobbed and hugged her father.

Quigley hugged her back. Violet was reminded of her brother (Quigley Jr) and wished he would come back from France - soon.

Quigley stopped - and lifted Violet's chin.

Violet was taken aback. Her father had never really been affectionate - unless talking about her mother and the time they'd shared together.

"You look just like your mother-" Quigley said, then stopped and looked at the bottle in his cabinet covered in a thick layer of dust.

He hadn't thrown out the mouthwash. He'd kept it - and put it in the cabinet. It had stood untouched for nineteen years, collecting dust.

Quigley then suddenly leaned in and kissed his daughter full on the lips.

Violet broke away. "Father-"

Quigley pulled her to him and he kissed her again, groping and pulling her toward the bed.

Violet broke away angrily. "Father!"

Quigley broke down and started to sob. "I never got close to you because I was afraid this (he gestured) would happen."

He sobbed harder. Violet back out of the room, then left the house.

Violet returned home a couple of hours later. She'd recovered - but not really ready to face her father.

She found a note taped to the door of his room in his father's curvy handwriting. She read it, a chill down her spine.

Violet,

Don't come in. Call your brother and get HIM to come in. I don't want you to see beyond this door.

I apologise for coming on to you, but it's been nineteen years since your mother died and - well, I think it's better this way.

I love you and your brother very much.

Your father

Violet didn't want to see, but she knew she had to, despite her father's wishes, so she pushed the door open and stepped cautiously inside.

A horrible scene met her eyes.

Her father was on the floor, spread-eagled.

The blood coming out of his mouth was brown and dry - he must've died just when she'd left.

A bottle was on the floor, its contents spilled on the floor. Violet gasped and checked the cabinet.

It was empty, with a clean spot in the thick layer of dust.

No.

Oh, no.

Don't let it be true.

Violet check the bottle on the floor without touching it or her father.

JON-E's MOUTHWASH

WARNING: Swallowing can be fatal

But Violet noticed something she hadn't seen.

Hazard: Can strengthen if left for a long period of time.

Her mother had died from it slowly, but her father died from it instantaneously.

"You kill bwo birds with one stone." Violet murmured sadly.

FIN