FASH: Once again, sorry for the delay, I had to go to my grandma and grandpa's for the day! And here we are, the last chapter, I hope you all like it!

C: I can't believe you wrote this, you're an idiot!

T: But she's a cute idiot!

C: Not nearly as cute as you though. (Kisses surprised Tyson.)

FASH: Oo. Let's watch this for a minute. (... Drool...)

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FASH: WAI! Thank for reading my final chapter!

"Come on Tyson, we're going to be late picking the girls up from preschool!" Claude said as he and Tyson ran as fast as they could. "Hey! I'm not the one who suggested we stop to get ice cream! And I'm running faster that you!"

It has been a fast six years, hasn't it, especially to the readers, but Claude and Tyson had gotten together during that time, graduation from high school, starting up there own Beyblade gym, and soon enough, they adopted two beautiful girls, twins named Cecilia and Grace, who were now four and just starting up in school, which was also why the two boys-turned-men were now running as fast as humanly possible.

"Made it!" Tyson gave a whoop, brining his fist into the air just as the bell rang, signaling the end of school. "And just on time to." Claude commented dryly as Tyson happily jumped around, you think being twenty four would make him a little more mature, but he would always be a kid at heart.

"Hi daddy." Two little girls came up to them, both had light purple hair and dark brown eyes. Claude swooped down and engulfed them in a hug. (FASH: AWWWW!) "How was the first day of school for my two favorite girls?" Both girls giggled before Cecilia, the one with more freckles and shorter hair, answered. "I' waz 'okay, we gots t' make finger paints." Grace nodded happily. "Well, I'm sure they're very, very beautiful, just like you two." Tyson said as he ruffled both the girls' hair, who squealed, blushed and giggled.

"Well, how about we all get some ice cream?" The girls nodded and clapped happily, Claude gave Tyson a look. "You just want more sweets." "But it makes me so much more lovable!" Claude just shook his head and muttered to himself, smirk on his face. "Okay, but you owe me." He took Cecilia's hand as Tyson took Grace's as they began to walk. "and I shall get my payback tonight." He winked and Tyson blushed, the twins just looked at each other, both thinking. 'Grown ups are weird.'

Tyson Cecilia and grace were all currently experiencing a sugar high, and Claude, being the only level headed one in the vicinity, began putting his beloved daughter to bed.

"Get to sleep. You have another fun filled day of school ahead of you." "But daddy, what about the monsters under the bed?" Grace whined, Claude smiled. "Don't worry, daddy talked to them while you were at school, I told them what good little girls you were and they decided to leave." "But daddy, what about the bed bugs?" Cecilia asked worriedly. "I put some sugar water outside, all the bed bugs will be to busy eating to bite you. Any other questions?" Neither girl talked and Claude smiled happily. "Good night, my angels." Tyson suddenly pooped up from behind Claude, wrapping his arms around the taller man. "Night little tenshis, (Angels.) May the heavens keep your dreams pure." Claude turned surprised eyes to Tyson. "Very poetic, where did you get that quote from?" Tyson's cheeks puffed out and he frowned. "It's my own original quote!" "Did you spend all day making that up?" "Yes!" The girls giggled and smiled. "Night daddy." They said in unison as they drifted of to sleep.

"Oh, they're so cute." Tyson cooed softly, brining the covers up to each girls chin. "Yea, I know, they're so adorable." Claude put an arm over Tyson's shoulder, brining the bluenette closer to him. "And I do believe you still owe me." He said with a sly smirk making its way on his face, Tyson looked up at him and batted his eyelashes. "Of course." Claude swooped down and kissed him, tongue entering a familiar cavern before they both made their way to their room.

And we all know what goes on from there, and then, they all lived happily ever after, accept for Hilary, who I hate too much to give a happily even after.

FASH: I'm... Done! (Cries.)

C: There there, I'm sure you had fun while it lasted.

FASH: And I'm sure you had some 'fun' during this fic.

T: I know I did! .

C: That's good to know.

FASH: And since I was so rude in cutting you off. (Opens a door that wasn't there two seconds before.) Here's a nice bedroom to do your stuff in.

T: YAY!

Claude: (Grins and drags Tyson into the room, slamming the door shut.)

FASH: Well, the time had come to say goodbye, so bye! And review! Do it for the children! THE CHILDREN!