Hornet paced up and down her house, occasionally giving a glance at Sly and Ogrim.
"Alright... ok... so you know why you're here, correct?"
They both nodded vigorously.
"And you aren't going to declare war on each other about this child?"
They, again, vigorously nod.
"Ok... MOTHER- RELEASE THE CHILD!"
Out of the blue, the two men saw a blur, and a moment later, a child in between Hornet's horns. They saw the similarities between them, questioning if it was truly not her child. It had very small horns, and a fresh, forest green cloak. They looked at it, then to each other, and back it again.
They bursted into tears and swore that no bug would lay a single breath on it. Hornet just facepalmed, and her little Knight followed suit. Sly and Ogrim quickly resolved a schedule:
Sly would take him on Thursdays and Fridays, and Ogrim would have him on Mondays and Tuesdays. Hornet would have her little Knight on the weekends and Wednesdays.
Hornet, seeing it was indeed Tuesday, silently communicated with her child that the man who smelt like defecate would be watching him. The child slowly dropped from Hornet's head, and rubbed his head on her's. He calmly walked to Ogrim, and took the ex-knight's hand. They walked out of the house, and to the Waterways.