"EPISODE 2 IS ACTUALLY HERE! When the Angel of Death Azrael hires E.L.F. as guides on a trip to Woo-Hoo Land, things sure do happen."

Part One: Quartet

Azrael "Angel of God" was the Archangel of Death, and like God's Accuser Samael and other angels of death, he oversaw the annual exterminations that occurred every year in Hell. (Adina was the founder of the Exorcists). Samael was buff, bold, blonde and fiery in appearance but not Azrael. In his true form, he appeared as a gaunt skeletal man with multiple arms, glowing eyes and a dozen black feathery wings (Sometimes covered with eyes) extending from his back. In his everyday form, he had thick long black hair sometimes cut short, dark eyes like black holes, and a pale ghostly face. He wore a black well-ironed uniform, a dark hood and carried a sharp reaper scythe wherever he went. When he was younger, he dreaded doing his destined profession, but over time, he grew used to taking life, though he often appeared somber. He kept a special book where he recorded births and deaths of individuals, a rather tedious task.

Contrary to the ruthless Samael and the cold-hearted Adina, Azrael despised the thought of killing sinners for enjoyment. Death was, after all, a loss of life, no matter if the person had sinned or not. He especially cringed at the various torture methods employed by Samael and Adina. Comparing Samael's burning, eye-gorging methods to Adina instilling visions of a sinner's greatest fears, he didn't know which was worse. He only allowed the Exorcists because 1. It was tradition and God's order and 2. The sinners' deaths would be more merciful with the angelic weapons as it was claimed. (But when Azrael discovered that the essences of sinners became part of Hell's infrastructure, he was horrified but could do nothing about it.) And so, Azrael faithfully and somberly carried out his duties to reap souls and help escort them to the afterlife, providing his victims with as much solace as possible. For those who had sinned, the reaping of their souls was more painful. God would inform Azrael of when it would be time to take a soul…thus Azrael was quite busy.

Azrael also lived in a palace like Samael and other Archangels. However, while Samael's place was full of fiery torches, golden walls and weapons, Azrael's palace was…well, deathlike. The palace was made of onyx and frequently decorated with bones of animals, demons, angels and humans alike. Strangely enough, Azrael's palace lay underneath Samael's crimson palace on the outskirts of Heaven. Both men were keepers of the Bible and several books that allowed passage to the other realms. In Samael's basement, there was a trapdoor portal that led down into Azrael's attic. Both men needed permission from the other to go into their respective homes.

Azrael's palace, concealed within dark clouds had an underground feel to it. In some areas, the walls were made of black stone, with iron torches emitting teal blue fire that felt icy cold. It had several bedrooms, a living room, a dining room and a vast high-ceilinged kitchen. The chandeliers were decorated with human skulls over the dark polished dining room table that was shaped like a coffin. A bookcase held several books about human anatomy, diseases, funeral rites, necromancy, undertaking, biology and a few on astronomy. A few of the rooms had large windows to let in light and show a stunning view of the sky outside.

Azrael had a lovely wife Flora (Stella's opposite) and a bubbly nature-loving swan daughter: Quartet Enoch (Octavia's opposite) who was born in April. Well, he was actually her adoptive father. Her real father, Mendael was one of the 72 angels and previous husband of Flora. Mendael was the opposite of the Ars Goetia demon Stolas. Preoccupied with nature and God, the part white swan workaholic Mendael didn't concern himself with raising her, so the nature angel Flora did it instead. Azrael and Flora fell in love and he became her adoptive father.

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Before she was 117 (mentally 17), Quartet was a young child hundreds of years ago.

"Mommy! Daddy!"

The child voice of their daughter rang from the other room. Sleeping in the master bedroom were Azrael and Flora. Flora was an avian angel of nature, with long black feathers, a crown, and green dresses decorated with flowers and gems. Flora had fallen in love with Azrael and he soon took her away into his dark domain along with a baby Quartet. (Flora's mother wasn't too pleased).

"Tet is calling us, Azrael," mumbled Flora next to him.

"You get up," Azrael grumbled. "I have work early this morning."

Just then, Quartet came bustling into the room with a big grin on her face. She had white hair, a black feathery face, green eyes and a dark green dress with black flowers on it.

She floated onto the bed with her small black wings as her parents sat up. "I had a dream! A really good dream!"

Azrael yawned. "You're telling us now at three in the morning?"

"It's alright," Flora said, her black hair and eyes matching her daughter's.

Quartet spread her arms. "I was dancing with you all over the palace. We were singing songs about sunshine and life! And everyone could be alive again…"

Azrael scoffed. "Some thoughts from the daughter of death."

Flora glared at her husband then smiled down at her. "I think that dream sounds marvelous, my special little Seadrop. But I think it's time to go to sleep."

"Can you sing me a lullaby?" Quartet asked. "I promise I'll go right to sleep. Please?"

Flora looked earnestly at her husband who sighed. "Fine."

Azrael stood up and carried his daughter back into her room. The room had black walls which were decorated with cut up colorful flowers. She had a canopy over her bed like a princess and snake stuffed animals littered the floor. On a dresser was a figure of Jesus on a wooden cross.

"It may not seem like it now, but…I won't always be here for you," Azrael said as he sat on the bed with her in his lap. "Life isn't just fun and games. You must remember, no matter what happens to me, I'll never be far away." Quartet's face fell as she pondered his words.

Azrael flipped through a Bible, past a spell page used to travel to Earth. He waved his hand and a portal appeared below them. He sang in a calm tone.

"It always seems foreboding in the depths"

The two of them fell through the portal and into a vast ocean. They were surrounded by swaying seaweed, gold fish and a rocky bottom.

Rahab, an underwater fallen angel, sat on the sea floor, all chained up. He had flowing blue hair that circled his head in a tangled mess. Some areas of his skin were covered with barnacles and spines, almost like he was part of the ocean itself. Similar to Tiamat and Leviathan, he was seen as a water dragon of chaos. But Quartet only saw a longing for peace and freedom when she gazed into his fathomless eyes.

Azrael turned her away from him and continued his song.

"Mystery with each step"

"How silence grows under the sea"

"As bottomless as can be"

He carried his adoptive daughter, walking underwater, both of them breathing normally.

As Azrael took steps, the flora and animals around him shriveled up and died.

"I used to think that I was brave"

"That my duty was all said and done"

"And now all my stories have been told"

"Except for one"

He looked down at his daughter with love and uncertainty in his eyes as they rose to the sea surface.

A giant tidal wave swept up and crashed onto a nearby town.

"As the waves start to arise, I hope it comes as no surprise"

"That even on that day"

He hugged her, trying to get her to sleep.

"Everything will be okay."

Overhead, lightning flashed across the sky. The ground shook and broke apart while volcanos spewed lava and ash that coated all of Earth.

"And when the Heavens crash aground"

"And you hear the trumpets sound"

"You will make it through"

"And I'll be here for you."

Quartet yawned and feel asleep in her father's arms.

Angels blew trumpets as they flew over armies clashing below. A leopard with 666 on it was slain with a splash on a shore. Flames and dark magic were tearing two worlds apart, one in white clouds, the other in brimstone. Dark angels holding spears fought off monstrous humanoids, demons, dragons and hellhounds. Lucifer and Michael were squaring off, wielding powerful flaming swords. Lilith was yelling at a ruthless angel in white who was tormenting demons around her. A bunch of other angels stood in the clouds, ready to fire arrows at any demon they saw. Humans screamed and ran for cover nearby.

And a horned blond princess stood before a man in a throne, her body ignited on fire. Flames encircled her and swirled protectively around several demons. She appeared to be trying to take demons with her, while the portals to the crumbling worlds tried to suck its inhabitants back through.

Charlie's hair briefly turned white with pink highlights in it. She let out a high pitched musical scream and the world filled with an intensely bright light.

Azrael continued, his words growing louder in harmony:

"And when creation turns to dust"

"We will all do what we must"

"Upon my last day"

"You will still be okay."

The portal closed as Azrael draped a skull blanket over a sleeping Quartet. He looked back at her one last time before closing the door.

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Many years later…

Quartet at age 17 rose out of bed and happily put in her earbuds. A happy pop song called "My Life Is Shining All Around Me" played as she hummed along. Her room had black walls and a few skulls here and there but that was where the similarities between her and her father ended.

Cut-out colorful flowers and musical posters hung around her room. Her bed and rug were bright grass green. Some of the posters showed a variety of animals in a forest with "All life matters" on it. There were books of nature, weather, herbs, geography, geology and even the study of snow.

Quartet was the opposite of a stark, gloomy goth teenager. To her adoptive father's surprise, she was more like a Barbie or a Disney princess at times. She would often spend her time writing and listening to cheerful songs, possibly to make things less depressing. Azrael loved his daughter, but found her cheerfulness to be out of his comfort zone.

The swan princess strolled down a hallway, dodging and maneuvering around venomous snakes that were pets of Azrael. She wore dark pants, heels and a green shirt with black skulls on it. (There were a few traits she had adopted as she lived with Azrael.)

"Morning Mom! Morning Dad!" she called cheerfully as she walked into the kitchen.

"Are you day-dreaming about Samael again?" Flora asked Azrael in suspicion.

"Of course not," he replied. "He's a pompous hot-headed brass-hole that needs to really chill out."

"Then why are you writing down 'He's a fire to my life, a dangerous savior of strife,' on the paper?"

A blushing Azrael glanced at the "Oh Samael" song lyrics surrounded by heart doodles and crumbled it up. "Just a little thought, heh, heh, nothing more. Though he's been pestering my favorite elf friend, bribing him to hand over a Bible and be punished every month. If he weren't so sadistic, he could very well be…I-I'll just stop talking…"

He paused under Flora's cold glare. Flora rolled her eyes, gave Quartet a hug, and gave an elf butler some blueberries before she left the room.

Quartet sat down and got ready to have some cereal. "Camael Crunch" was on the cereal box. She drank from a mug.

"What are you listening to?" Azrael asked casually.

"'My World Is Shining Around Me' by Love You Dad. It's a band," Quartet replied.

"How charming!"

Azrael opened up a fridge, took out a piece of steak and tossed it to a nearby giant snake covered with eyes on its scales in an adjacent area. The snake chewed and gobbled up its meal.

Quartet brightened as she came up with an idea. "You know what we haven't done in a long, long time?" She went over to her father with a smile. "We haven't been to one of my favorite places in all of Heaven! Why don't we go to Woo-Hoo Land?"

"You're not five anymore," Azrael remarked, a monotone look on his pale face. He straightened his dark hair and adjusted his pointed blue crown on his head.

"I was always so happy when we went to Woo-Hoo Land! What do you say we go there again? Just the two of us?"

"I don't suppose reaping myself would make things better?" Azrael muttered.

"That's the spirit!" Quartet said, bypassing his comment. "Anything but staying in this house. Now go call some more people to come with us."

"More people?"

"Of course," said Quartet. "Two people isn't as much fun. Three and four make a party!"

Azrael walked over to a rotary phone with skull shaped speakers carried by the elf butler.

"You do realize I have a lot of work to do," he said.

"You can always go back to it!" Quartet mentioned.

"I'm only doing this for you," he said with a sigh as he rotated the dial.

At the E.L.F. office, Tirred was casually throwing darts at a picture of Sunna.

There was a loud knock on his door.

"What?" Tirred yelled.

"Docile wants to see us," Timmid said with a flinch.

In Docile's office, Docile was talking to Azrael on his cell phone. A white mug was in front of him with the words "#2 Boss, God is #1" on it.

"Azrael, sir, It's been a while."

"Indeed. Has Samael been troubling you again?"

"Yep."

"Do me a favor and don't subject yourself to his punishments. He might need the Bible for his work, but I do as well, and I can handle him."

"Oh. Uh, I'll get it to you as soon as I can…"

"But I'm not here to talk about that. I'm taking my daughter to Woo-Hoo Land and I was hoping you noble elves would accompany us."

"That does sound fun, but we're guardian angels, not bodyguards."

"Close enough. I'll pay you."

"With what?"

"Money."

"We never ask for fees," Docile said.

Azrael sighed, rolling his eyes. "You'll get to play Save the Soul, and I'll give you a free Gabriel's Trumpet toy."

"Done!" Docile affirmed, hanging up. He produced a megaphone. "T and T, get in here! We're going to Woo-Hoo Land!"

"Woo-Hoo Land?" Tirred asked, eye brow raised.

"Woo-Hoo Land?" Timmid asked fearfully, bumping into the door.

"Woo-Hoo Land!" Docile confirmed.

"Wake me up when it's over!" Sunna called from another room.

Part Two: Woo-Hoo Land

Docile drove the group (minus Sunna) down a golden highway in a blue van. The exit sign to the right read "Halo of Charity, Exit 33."

After getting past toll booths and security, they made it to the amusement park under a light pink sky. The van pulled into a crowded parking lot. The van door had an E.L.F. decal in bright blue on it. Tirred wore a white suit and sunglasses. He got out and pulled open the van door. Azrael's dark silhouette appeared with red eyes before he hopped out with a look of annoyance on his face. Quartet's green eyes glowed in the darkness before she cheerfully hopped out as well.

"Whoa!" Quartet exclaimed in admiration.

A large red sign with a lit up border overhead read "Camael's Woo-Hoo Land." Blueberry structures with faces on them were part of the decorations. Quartet already had a navy blue skirt and a black shirt with a blueberry on it. She also wore a teal happy apple hat with big eyes on it.

A nearby ticket booth read, "Buy one, get one free." A blue jester poster held a welcome sign near the front gate. A vendor was giving out free tickets and coins to the guests. There were Ferris Wheels, roller coasters, moving swing rides and endless booths. Azrael grumbled as he followed his daughter and the elves.

Docile walked with Azrael past a stand selling blueberry "Woo-Hoo Hats."

"Remember," said Docile. "I'm here to have fun, but eventually I'll need to go back to work. Humans aren't going to save themselves, you know."

Azrael stayed silent.

"Not like you'd understand, anyway," Docile continued.

Azrael turned to him, pointing with an accusing finger. "If you try to embarrass me in this park, I swear…"

"Swearing's not allowed," Docile added.

"You know exactly what I mean."

"I am literally getting hyper!" said Quartet, clapping her hands. "I haven't been here in forever!"

"Well have at it, flower lady," Tirred said with a roll of his eyes. He fumbled in his bag. "I have several things you might like. Sunna's catnip. Sunshine D, endorphins." He briefly held needles with golden liquid in them.

"No thanks," she said. "If anything, you need those more than me."

Tirred yawned and scoffed. "Not likely." He tossed the needles aside and they landed on a cardboard target of Lucifer.

"Nice shot," called a kid as an elf baby crawled dangerously close to the needles. A cotton candy booth was nearby.

On a wall were posters that read, "Woo-Hoo World in Holy City, partnering with this park!" "Bio Rizz show at 7PM!" "Woo-Hoo Land is still better."

"This place sure hasn't changed a bit," said Timmid, looking around fearfully. There was a shiny sign that read "Seed Spin" with a blueberry on it. "Big crowds, clowns, noise…oh no! It's Little Sprite!"

She pointed a shaking finger at an animatronic of a white sheep with big eyes near a booth that read "Lilith's Army Attacks!". The sheep burst into a repeated song: "Good people spread the love! Praise the Holy Lord above!"

"That thing always was annoying," Tirred said in agreement. "And too cute to be true." He made a face of disgust and suspicion.

"Well I think it's wonderful," said Docile from nearby.

"Of course you would," Tirred said. If only his boss could see things from his perspective. Maybe if he could punish some sinners, take his place, see the adoration for him in his eyes…

"Have…have you been here before?" Timmid asked softly, interrupting his thoughts.

"No need to waste my time at a kid's place," Tirred replied, crossing his arms. Then he grinned. "Did you hear about the mascots here?"

Timmid's eyes grew wide. "M-mascots?"

Just then, a giant blueberry with arms and legs popped out of nowhere.

"Hey there!"

"Ahh!" Timmid screamed, cowering behind Tirred.

"I'm Woo-Hoo!" greeted the smiling blueberry mascot. "Welcome to Woo-Hoo Land! If you get hurt, free compensation and care!"

Quartet and Azrael stood by a carousel with moving white unicorns and horses with wings.

"Look, Daddy! It's Woo-Hoo!" said Quartet, pointing. "Remember him?"

"I have a question," Azrael stated, holding up a finger.

"Ask away, my lord," said the mascot with a bow.

"Is it true that this park is nothing more than a second class rip off of Michael's more popular Woo-Hoo World?"

A pause. "No?"

"This place reeks of insecure corporate shame."

Quartet laughed nervously, pulling her father away. "Why don't we check out the rides?"

"That man's creepy, huh?" asked the mascot.

"Don't play dumb with me," Tirred said. "I know you're a creep under there."

The elves left as the mascot sighed in defeat. "No one is perfect, even here."

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Tirred and Timmid headed down a pathway while a sweating Tirred stopped to catch his breath. "You really dislike this place, huh?"

"I h-hate this place!" Timmid exclaimed in fear. "My parents would bring me and my siblings here. My siblings made me go on all the scary rides!"

An elf wearing tight clothing and a blueberry hat pushed a wheelbarrow full of toys into a nearby toy shop. A nearby sign on a brick wall showed a Bio Rizz doll and the words, "New! Rizzy Buddy! He laughs, he sings, he prays! Tell your parents to buy me! Over 100 lovable phrases! Posable! Only 48% asbestos."

The two elves approached a window where dove plushies and blueberry shaped novelty cups with Ls on them were sold for 25 cents.

Tirred mentioned, "Yeah, this place seems excessively generous. I mean, giving people 10 novelty cups they won't even use?"

Docile came over, fumbling with cups and wearing a blueberry hat. He dropped several cups.

"I can't hold these much longer! Vendors keep giving more!"

After straightening himself up, he played a tune from a toy trumpet. Tirred stood still and spoke in a monotone voice. "My name is Tirred, I'm your employee and your horn has no power whatsoever."

Docile looked at it in disappointment. "Very funny."

He set the cups down on the ground. "Why don't you two go and have some fun? I gotta go watch Azrael."

He glanced at Quartet who held a blue balloon in her hand.

Tirred picked up Timmid and raced onward.

"Where are we going?" she asked in fear.

"To the scariest ride of course!" He smirked for the first time in a while as Timmid yelled "Nooo!" in protest. They went on a roller coaster that spun them upside down as the blueberry mascot posed by a rules sign. A shaken Timmid was later comforted by a pink winged horse at a petting zoo after the ride.

Quartet happily carried a blue balloon in her hand while Azrael slouched on in boredom. They walked by a stand that read "Angel Cakes: Eternal Bliss" with popcorn and a sausage on a fork. Docile snuck around like a secret agent with his golden staff. He appeared on a teal-green tent roof of an "Ice Cream Crystals" stand. Docile slid with his staff and almost knocked over cups at a "Holy Grail Drinks" stand. A nearby blaster game was titled "Save The Soul" and showed a moon and cardboard demons with xs over their eyes surrounding a human.

Five giggling elves with camera peered out from an alleyway at Azrael, itching to get selfies with him. Docile slid along the floor, then glared at the elves, causing them to scatter away. There was a game where one could toss balls into halos and a ring toss.

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Meanwhile, Tirred and Timmid walked along a line of booths, one read "Muppet" and one read "Knock a Bottle." Timmid suddenly flinched and pulled Tirred toward another vendor. An elf wearing a yellow hat and a red shirt spotted them.

"Hello, hello!" he called. "Step right up and win a thing!"

Timmid's eyes shone in happiness for the first time as she gasped and pointed upwards. "Oh, look Tirred! A thing!"

The "thing" was a purple stuffed animal wearing pink overalls with elf ears. It had a yellow beak, and a cross on it and a tag with "Thing?" on it.

Tirred looked at her with a small smile. "Oh, you like that thing?"

"Yes, I guess. Please win me that thing."

"My pleasure."

He walked up to the vendor, took out some money and handed it to the carnie. "Okay! One game, please!"

The carnie smiled and handed Tirred a trumpet shaped blaster. Tirred pulled the trigger and the cork projectile missed the cardboard blueberries in praying positions.

"Nice try, little man," said the carnie.

"I'll try again," he said.

Tirred tried again and missed. "The Hell's name is wrong with this thing?" He tried again and again and missed each time.

"Let me try!" Timmid said, taking the blaster from Tirred. She fired it and the cork hit a blueberry. Timmid clapped her hands. "Nice shot, miss," said the carnie. He handed her the plushie.

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Meanwhile, Quartet pulled Azrael close with a gasp, letting go of her balloon.

"Look, Daddy! There's the Bio Rizz show!"

Quartet mentioned to a large circus tent with promotional signs of Bio Rizz on either side. She thought back to when she was young and Bio Rizz allowed her to go on stage and sing for the crowd. He even gave her a lollipop at the end.

Docile and Quartet said at the same time, "I love that smart jester!"

Meanwhile, Azrael flinched as he was surrounded by elf fans taking pictures of him. One of them stroked his wings.

"Docile, I need my bodyguard please!"

Docile rushed over. "Break it up guys! He's busy!" The elves groaned in disappointment before wandering off.

Quartet led her father to the stands where they sat and watched the show.

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Two spotlights merged into one on the stage and Bio Rizz flapped open the curtains. He wore a jester outfit and his ears were covered with stripped cloth and little bells hung from the ends. A happy face and sad face pin were by his shoulders along with a string of lights as a necklace. His pants were stripped and he wore gloves. His shirt had small purple hearts near the bottom and his eyes glowed blue.

Six lit up arrow signs pointed to him and read: "Bio Rizz," "Property of Camael," "Look at him go!" "Yes! Love 2 c it!" "Wow!" "He."

Bio Rizz held up a sign with "Woo-Hoo" on it. He also briefly held out a blue and silver contract signed by Camael: "This is a statement regarding the unfair accusations that my theme park "Woo-Hoo Land" is trying to surpass my friend and ruler Michael's park Woo-Hoo World. This is false. These allegations are baseless and untrue. We are all friends here. Signed Camael."

"Hey… elflings!" he said. He looked at a note card in his hands. "It's me, the Biological Rizz! Hailed from Camael's place to bring you a wonderful show celebrating Woo-Hoo Land and life! Hit it!"

Rows of spotlights lit up and he began to sing. The curtains opened and a singing elf choir holding candles appeared on stage. Real life animals covered with eyes played instruments: a dove played a trumpet, a lion played a guitar and a bull played a bass instrument. An eagle laughed as he played the drums. The lit up sign above read "Rizzafolli and Friends."

"Woo-Hoo Land! Woo-Hoo Land!

Everybody sing along with the Woo-Hoo band!

Every boy, every girl, every woman, every man loves Woo-Hoo Land!"

When the show ended, with Bio Rizz and Docile posing together with fireworks, Quartet clapped joyfully. Bio Rizz tried not to look nervous.

Behind Azrael, an elf armed with a camera rose from beneath the seats. Docile glared at him and he ducked under the seat.

"I can't do this anymore," Azrael said, turning to leave.

"Dad, wait!" Quartet called, her face falling as she hurried after him.

"It's so great seeing you again, Docile," said Bio Rizz, smiling. "I missed you and your sister when you performed here. Your jokes were amazing."

"I've missed you too," Docile said. "I found my calling at E.L.F. but I'll have to come back and visit."

"Please do," Bio Rizz said.

The two of them went their separate ways.

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"Dad, what's wrong?" asked Quartet in a more secluded area five minutes later. They sat next to each other, looking at the blinking lights on the rides. The sun had begun to set, turning the sky a golden yellow.

They sat in several moments of silence. A stray tear escaped from Azrael's eyes.

"It's just…" he began. "I feel like I haven't been the best father. I guess it makes sense; I'm not your real father."

Quartet stared downcast. "No offence, but some part of that is true. You're always so gloomy and you head is stuck in your job most of the time. I'd say that Mom puts more effort into spending time with me. And yes, I have some qualities from my real father, even though I've never met him. I sometimes wish he hadn't abandoned me."

"I know."

"Is there anything you're afraid of?"

After a long silence, Azrael sighed, wrapping a black feathery wing around his daughter. "I'm scared of losing you. It's been my biggest fear since you were little. Are you gonna go off somewhere else and leave me behind? A place less death-like?"

"Eventually for a little bit," she said, tears in her eyes. "But I'd never dream of leaving you behind entirely. You're my dad and I love you so much. And I do understand that both of us are very different. I suppose what I'm saying is…don't let the deaths of others get you down. You need to enjoy the good things in the present moment."

Azrael sighed. "You're right, Seadrop. You're so right. Being an angel of death makes it hard sometimes to appreciate the life in front of me. I promise…I will never abandon you. I…do need some advice though."

"Thankfully, I can help you get started." Quartet said. "In fact, I've had lots of fun here, but I suppose you want some peace and quiet."

"A darker place would be appealing," Azrael smiled. He picked her up like she was a kid again and Quartet smiled. "Let's go home."

Later on, Bio Rizz happily rode the pink horse through the park as everyone cheered.

Docile, Timmid, and Tirred talked about the adventures they shared as the sun set. Azrael carried a happy Quartet out of the park.

"Can we go to "Animals Inc.?" asked Quartet. "They sell pet food and anti-taxidermy flyers there."

"Sure, I guess."

"You're alright sometimes, dad."

"Thank you, Tet. Thank you."

Timmid flinched as she saw a white cat rubbing against her legs. She then leaned down and smiled. "Hello there, Feeuq. Valentine treating you well?" The cat meowed in affirmation.