"Shouldn't you be studying?" Scowling, Kazz crosses his arms over his chest, furrowing his brow as he raises a brow seeing Sayako reading a book bringing a small smile to Kazz' lips at the small sliver of hope forming from the sight of his darling daughter studying, sat on the sofa. Humming, Hikaru dries the plate passed to him by Kazz focusing on cleaning up.
"Shouldn't you be at work?" Calmly, Sayako counters smirking smugly.
"I have a day off". Kazz shrugs as he passes Hikaru the final plate before approaching Sayako slumped over her sofa, draping his arms over the back of the sofa smirking down at Sayako only for it to falter, furrowing his brow when noting that behind the beefy book cover are flimsy pages of clothing, of models.
"Oh." Sayako slumps her shoulders.
"Yeah." Kazz crosses his arms over his chest, furrowing his brow down at her.
"You want me back in that room don't you?" Disappointed, Sayako sighs exhaustion etched into her tired tone, grumbling, glaring to the side.
"That would be nice. Yes." Politely, Kazz nods his head swiftly swiping the magazine nestled into the pampered pages of the book making Sayako whine.
"Cooome on." Sayako sighs begging her father furrowing his brow.
"Room. Now." Sternly, Kazz snaps scowling pointing towards the stairs making him whine.
"Ah nothing like a clean house right Hikaru? Hikaru?" Cheerily, Kazz places his hands on his hips only to falter when he turns to see Hikaru no longer drying the plates having finished the plates where he turns to the sound of crunching, munching to find Hikaru, crumbs glued all over his mouth, some spare samples of cookie crumbles come crashing down descending down to the floor, making Kazz sigh slumping his shoulders at her.
"When are we going to tell Sayako?" Saddened, Hikaru bows his head, his features faltering from Kazz's firm frown, noting Hikaru's saddened facial features.
"Hikaru…" Kazz's eyes soften sadly down at him, his brow furrowed as he kneels down, placing his hand on his son's shoulders squeezing them, noting the glassy shining sheen in his hues.
"I don't like keeping this from her. Hikaru confesses meekly bowing his head, curling in on himself, huddling himself into a small ball cocoon of sorts.
"Look she's studying for a big exam I'm sure when that's all over you can tell her." Gently, Kazz sits down cross legged, bringing him into his arms, bringing him into a side hug gently rocking him back and forth, rubbing patterns into his back.
"But she's not…" Hikaru bows his head pained.
"Huh?" Kazz arches a brow.
"I saw her reading a magazine." Hikaru shrugs, furrowing his brow remembering the pretty colours, the fabrics, the dress designs, sure he liked designing hero outfits. But he really liked wedding designs, doing dress designs were always fun for Hikaru. Sayako didn't though, she always preferred suits. Hikaru remembered making a joke about it once but she swiftly shut him down with a noogie of a lifetime.
"Hikaru why don't you finish drying the plates yeah?" Softly, Kazz leans in gently placing his lips on her temple.
"Um okay…" Hikaru sighs standing up as Hikaru shuffles over to the extra step, stepping up on it and continuing his cleaning while Kazz scowls, stepping forward frowning, heading up the stairs.
"GOT YOU!" Sharply, the door slams open with Kazz snarling, shouting, screeching starlting Sayako jolting up from her bed.
"HOLY SHIT!" Sayako screeches as she comes crashing down to the ground groaning, her magazine falling flat on her head.
"Are you even trying to study?" Sceptical, Kazz snaps storming in swiftly swiping the magazine from the floorboards.
"I just can't okay!" Angrily, Sayako snaps raising her hands up in frustration fuming, feeling her blood boil, bubble, burn.
"Not with that attitude." Annoyed, Kazz huffs, placing his hand flat on the smooth surface tabletop.
"It's not my fault it's boring." Sayako slumps her shoulders leaning back in her seat.
"Sayako…this is important why can't you understand?" Kazz questions crouching down to her height.
"Is it really though when it comes to the real world? All you really need to know is money and hero stuff which I'm fine with." Exhausted, Sayako argues.
"And what about taxes how are you to do that?" Kazz counters.
"I'll get an accountant." Sayako says.
"Sayako you can't afford one right away you need to think about your future, think of it like there are several civilians in one room and two heroes and two heroes how many would there be if one was taken." Kazz explains to Sayako.
"You really think the questions are that simple? You sure you went to U.A?" Kazz queries.
"You know what I mean." Sayako groan craning her neck back.
"Sayako it's a simple problem." Kazz tells her.
"Such simplistic thinking does nothing but cause more problems, the world isn't black and white, it isn't here's the answer it's here the best we can make of the situation…" Sayako proposes to Kazz.
"Do they have philosophy in UA still?" Curious, Kazz asks her.
"I…don't think so I mean they have what should you do in this situation but…" Unsure, Sayako shrugs her shoulders.
"Remind me if you ever drop heroics to get you into philosophy." Kazz smirks softly.
"Oh yeah cause I can make a whole career out of some naked guys in bath robes!" Bitterly, Sayako snaps scowling as Sayako stands from her seat, both father and daughter shouting at each other.
"They are togas!" Defensively, Kazz snaps storming towards the door.
"And get back to studying!" Shouting, Kazz roars alarming Sayako jolting up from her seat from his muffled reply as Kazz storms over to the door, grabbing hold of the door swinging it open then storming out, the sharp slam of the door echoes making Sayako squeak slightly in her seat, causing her magazine to come crashing down, flopping down on the floor, making Sayako groan, craning her neck back, monitoring staring up at the ceiling, defeated before feeling the heavy weights of her eyelids give away as she descends down into the dark depths of her dreams.
"Breaking news Best Jeanist found coming out of a love hotel with famous American model Samantha Morris as the photos clearly show Best Jeanist seems to be in a relationship with the model!" Stunned, a pair of gold and green watch the picture plays out before them on the gossip channel seeing said blonde holding the woman close, another picture showing from a different angle of the blonde leaning into the lips of the model making the young Sayako's olive hues dilate at the sight, feeling her heart crack, feeling her fingertips dig deep into the bundle of cloth that is her shirt.
"Hey Saya…why's your dad with that woman?" Oblivious, Basil questions curious, his hues a bright orange as he drapes his form over the shaking stunned Sayako.
"I…I don't really know." Shyly, she whispers bowing her head, her voice quivering, her lip trembling.
"Does daddy Kazz know?" Unaware, Basil pesters the shaking blonde, her olive hues shimmering shining at yet another girl that had thrown themselves at her father, it would explain why he wasn't here last night, dad had been busy working too even notice and by the time dad came back he smelt…strange. Orochi had noticed as the two had noticed Kazz had stayed up before bursting into tears. They tried to reach out to him, but nothing would reach the heart broken wreck crying at the table. She even saw the lipstick he tried to hide with his collar…why? Why was this happening? Everything was fine before; everyone was so happy so why? Why was dad modelling more why was her other dad drinking more? Why were things changing?
"N-No dad…dad wouldn't cheat he…he isn't the sort of person he wouldn't hurt us he loves us remember he'd say he'd protect us." The girl reasons to herself, her voice cracking breaking briefly as Basil watches her. He wouldn't do that, he was a hero, he loved his family he had to…right? He…sure he and dad had been fighting a lot lately but that's only due to work…right? He said sometimes he'd have to go undercover as someone's date and this was work…right? It…it had to be. Dad wouldn't cheat, he wouldn't, he loved dad he said till the day he died for papa, he vowed it, he made a promise just as he promised her he'd protect her, dad wouldn't lie he couldn't…he wouldn't do that, he isn't that sort of person.
"Yeah you're probably right." Strained, Basil smiles at the sniffling girl, wrapping his tail around her form.
"I am right I know I am!" Annoyed, she crosses her arms over her chest huffing curling close into his embrace.
"Saya you're going to wake Hikaru…" Gently, Basil whispers as the two glance over at the crib where the baby boy happily snoozes sleeping soundly to himself.
"I…." Sayako bows his head only then to gasp at the sudden slam of the door making both of them dart up, turning to the door where men in black burst in armed and ready for anything scaring them both. Sayako's hand darts down to Basil's own hand squeezing it when noting his hues flickering from red to blue to gold, looking lost, darting all over the place as she feels his scales sharpen, his feral fangs peering out of his lips looking ready to strike if need be.
"Mr Yukari!" Scared, Sayako calls out to the only adult only to gasp when watching the maid bow her head as she is given an envelope of some sort.
"H-Huh? Ms Yukari?" Lost, both children gasp when they are grabbed by the men in black.
"I-I'm sorry…" Solemnly, she bows her head shame smeared upon her facial features.
"Ms Yukari?" Hurt, both children's facial features falter from her still silence, simply turning her back to them as the group in black step aside after grabbing the children revealing a familiar woman before the two, their eyes widening when seeing the stone stoic lady before them.
"You're coming with us." Curtly, the woman states turning her back to them heading towards the door, a familiar male standing by her side.
"What? N-NO ley me go! Let me…!" Mad, Sayako thrashes furrowing her brow as she tries to escape but it's a feeble futile effort.
"Sayako! Let her go!" Alarmed, Basil hisses, snarling alarming the men as Sayako gasps when suddenly he is pinned down to the ground, roughly thrown to the ground as they handcuff him and put some sort of muzzle over his mouth before picking him up by his tail.
"Basil! Stop that he finds that painful!" Pleadingly, she begs to the men and women, but it falls to deaf ears as she is hoisted over the stranger's shoulders, tears in her glassy green when her ears hearing his pained cries and harsh hisses, snarling, sneering, baring his feral fangs. His raw reds glare daggers at anyone in his sight scaring the young Sayako when seeing said behaviour.
"Shut up!" Roughly, the man snarls as they exit the building before throwing said girl into the limousine making her hiss as her head hits the interior of the door.
"Argh!" Whimpering, Sayako hisses cradling her throbbing temple, wincing when feeling a strange damp sensation in her blonde roots, staring down at the crimson currents pooling, staining her shaking fidgeting fingers, her olive hues widening when seeing said colour.
"Sayako?" Scared, Basil whimpers when she turns to gasp, gaping at the sight of the mutant boy locked in a cage of some sort, curled in on himself, trying to make some sort of room within the confined cage in a position that if he wasn't a snake she wouldn't worry too much about but still…she stares down at the boy being taken thrown into the back of the boot making her gasp, horrified only to sigh shakily, reminding reassuring herself he'll be fine. After all, it won't be completely dark, his vision will be clearer than most in there, trying to be positive, trying to be optimistic as she places her hand over her mouth, trying to muffle the sob threatening to break through as the car shoots off, going to who knows where…
"We got them sir." Sternly, the men inform the president and the male by her side as the sleepy Sayako groans from the sharp searing sensation of her arm as she is dangled, presented before the two adults. How long had she bee in that car? She didn't know…she just remembered going blank, was Basil okay? Was he safe? Was Hikaru? They didn't take him, Sayako recalled but why them? Why these two? What did they want?
"Good." The president nods her head approvingly as next thing the girl knew she was being dragged elsewhere, feeling the cold constricting grasp of the man's iron grip on her wrist which she tried to pry off, tried to break free from but it only made her cry even more as next thing she knew she was thrown into some room, a training room from the training equipment in the blank room.
"Wh-What are you doing? Let us go! When dad finds we're gone he'll…" Angrily, Sayako snaps scowling at the adult anger flowing through her as her body trembles quivers, quakes at the male easily towering over her.
"Look at it, it's trying to talk like us." Amused, one of the researchers' snickers making her flinch.
"I'm not an it!" Angrily, she snaps.
"Aw it thinks its people." Mockingly, the man bows his head, his hands on his knees making her seethe, snarl.
"Stop please you can't do this. No please you don't understand Basil can't handle being on his own. He…he needs someone if he's in a new place." Pleadingly, the girl begs, her voice cracking, breaking briefly as she cradles her bruised wrist, whimpering as the male makes his way over, her olive hues darting towards the coal black glass in the wall but…
"Now, now we all got to leave the coop at one point." Poisonously, the man snarls snatching the girl by her leg making her cry out as she is thrown to the side sliding against the ground whimpering when crashing into the wall behind her.
"Please stop! Please!" Pleadingly, she begs beseeching him, the tears freely falling as she crawls, trying to get him to see reason but…
"Now then let's have some fun." Firmly, the man ignores her pleads grabbing her by her blonde roots making her cry out.
"What an ugly little doll." Deranged, the male cackles as he slams her head into the ground below making her scream, screeching to the high heavens, a crater forming underneath her pillowing her fall almost as the waterfall descends down her form.
"…Why are you doing this?" Weakly, she whispers, her voice hoarse, her tone trembling as she stares up at the male towering over her, crouched over, looking down at her chuckling.
"Cause your papas decide to go against our orders." The man sneers as he grabs her by her throat making her wince. Helplessly she thrashes her legs about trying to break free from his grip but…
"O-Orders?" Shyly, she squeaks out, her nails scraping against his gloved fingertips.
"You freaks…what are you even? Do you even bleed I wonder?" Fascinated, he draws out a knife making her gasp, darting back but before she could even scream for help he snatches her wrist making her whimper when feeling the sharp sting, seeing the ruby red river descend down her wrist making her sniffle, whimpering when seeing said wound.
"Would you look at that. Raw red…wonder if you guys bruise." Entranced, the male ponders out loud, looking up at the sharp blade before him, looking up at the crimson coat, raw red raindrops dripping down the blade before tossing it aside growing bored almost as if it were a toy before leaning in, focusing on her neck once more.
"S-Stop… Basil he…needs me." Meekly, Sayako tries to plead to the man but…
"A mutant freak like that will be fine you on the other hand is still a mystery who knows what extra boost you got?" Amazed, the male merrily cheers before tossing her to the side once more making her whimper when she crashes into the wall, a crater forming from behind her.
"Huh…strong bones for a kid…wonder if she reinforced your bone structure what other stat boosts did she give you I wonder." Excited, the male beams brightly at the coughing child, wheezing, heaving, spewing out bile before her, her hands flat trembling on the floor.
"What are you on about?" Annoyed, she heaves seething, snarling fury flowing through her, her heated tears freely falling.
"You kid…you lot ain't human, you ain't even real, you ain't like us." Cackling, the man proclaims stretching his arms out as her own hues widen when hearing his words.
"Y-You're wrong dad said…" Shaken, she shakes her head at him, furrowing her brow, refusing to believe it.
"Daddy dearest said a lot of shit I'm guessing let me tell you this kid. Normal kids would have broken ribs by now, normal kids wouldn't have made a crater and normal kids wouldn't be talking back to me!" Firmly, he snaps gesturing to her bruised wrist, to the cracked craters on the floor and wall behind her as she stares shocked horrified only to cry out when she is kicked in the ribs kicked to the side as she cradles her chest.
"All cause your little fag of a papa couldn't get pregnant all that pegging was for nothing! You should be proud kids you're the next step of human evolution!" Impressed, the male bellows boisterously, chuckling, smirking down at the siffling, whimpering, crying child feeling his hand dart down to her throat once more making her grimace.
"L-Let go…!" Meekly, she tries to plead once more, her voice cracking breaking briefly before her olive hues widen when a sudden raw red feather flies forward, impaling the man crying out as he is pinned to the wall behind him. Stunned, she gapes at the sight of the male before turning to the blonde in the doorway, his brow furrowed down at the child crawling, shakily standing. He opens his mouth about to call out to her. But she falters flinching away and fleeing from the so called hero making Hawks bow his head, pain, guilt, disgust drenched in his facial features, ashamed almost at the sight of the frightened crying child, running away.
Limping, the bloodied, battered, beaten girl grimaces as she slowly but surely makes her way through the hallway, her olive hues grimacing when hearing the sharp shout echoing bouncing off the walls, resonating from somewhere, somewhere Sayako will find it, she had to, she had to see him, she had to get them out of there cause that's what a hero would do, that's what her dads would do!
"Basil!" Sayako cries out as she makes her way through the door at the end of the hallway, the door toa small lab sliding to the side as she gaps when being greeted by harsh screams, hearing his pleading, hearing him beg, hearing him cry, hearing him screech at the men pinning him down to stop as thin needle like tubes are impaled into him, ruby red draws out of the wailing screaming boy being held down, pinned down.
"Sayako!" Scared, Basil's icy blue meet her olive as he thrashes crying out when roughly one of the men grab Basil by his jaw stretching it to the inhuman degree it can go, revealing his feral fangs having been filed down. He tries to impale the feral fang into the bottle below, small shy teardrops of some sort of liquid comes crashing down into the pot.
"Let him go!" Sayako snaps as she charges at the men holding him down only to gasp when feeling a pair of arms grab her, snatching her, holding her back as she winces from the vice grip.
"Aw the little fag thought it could get away." Amused, a familiar voice resonates making Sayako whimper when she is pulled up, pinned to the chest of the man.
"W-Why are you doing this?" Shakily, she demands questioning him.
"Do you know how many quirks have evolved to uncontrollable degrees if we let them fabs breed like rabbits with evolved creatures like you, we'd never be able to keep the peace." The male explains to the young girl.
"What are-ARGH!" Lost, Sayako demands only to gasp, crying out when the male twists her arm to her back making her cry out.
"SAYAKO!" Screeching, Basil's icy blue flare up, turning ruby red as he releases a snarl of some sort of hiss as next thing Sayako knew it went so fast and yet it felt as if time has frozen for her. She watches Basil's feral fangs slowly slide out of his gums, sharpening as his once snow-white fangs impale the woman's throat as a stream of raw red splatters across the snow-white wall, small thin slivers of crimson creep down, descending down hitting the floor below as the stench of iron heavily hangs in the air.
"AHHH!" The woman's cry is swiftly cut off as she gurgles choking on the crimson splattering down before she comes crashing down to the ground flailing, twitching, thrashing, spasming.
"Yuki! SHIT GET BACKUP!" Panicked, the male cries out as one of the guards watching on flee from the scene, hoping to get support only then for the male to hiss. She swiftly bashes the back of her elbow into his rib cage, remembering a few fair lessons from her father causing the male to heave, swiftly dropping said girl. He clutches his torso falling flat to his knees, his legs bucking as he cradles his torso trying to get some air back into his lungs.
"Basil!" Worried, Sayako lunges towards her feral friend, hissing, snarling, seething, she needs to calm him down, she needs to get him to breath, she needs to save him.
"I-It's okay!" Gently, she tells the screeching snake, thrashing, his raw reds flicking to raw red as he turns towards the other guards.
"You're just the same as them!" Sharply, he snarls as he grabs the knife the guard now lifeless on the floor below, crimson coating the blade as a pool of raw red oozes out from the person.
"T-Them?" Confused, Sayako furrows her brow at the sheer deranged look in his eye making her flinch from it.
"You take and take that's all you lot ever do! NOTHING IS EVER GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!" Enraged, he snarls knife raised lunged at the soldiers aimed at him, but their tranquilizers are easily deflected as with a sudden shift of his wrist, his body becomes wrapped around his scales, hardening around him deflecting the hits.
"Basil stop! Please!" Pleadingly, Sayako begs looking lsot having no clue what's going on only to gasp when she is suddenly snatched up once again.
"You promise sweets, you promise toys, you promise everything but you can't promise the pain to go away! You can't promise! You can't!" Stunned, Sayako stares at the wailing Basil crying out to the high heavens as his coal claws extend out into sharp razor talons almost impaling into the ground below scraping against the snow-white tiles, his raw reds bloodshot sparks spewing out from the floor below as small indents of lines are formed from the sheer intensity of Basil's scratching like a cat clawing its way to freedom almost as the doors open
"I…I won't let you take her. You won't…I won't let you do what you bad people did to me and papa!" Pained, Basil wails making Sayako's greens widen when seeing the armed male lunge at him.
"Basil!" Pained, Sayako screams clawing, trying to escape but the firm fingers coiled around her hold her at bay. She looks up, her teary greens glaring into a pair of ice cold amber watching the scene play out neutrally as the young boy is pinned to the ground, puddles of tears forming beneath him, splatters of raw red and the familiar substance from before joining the pool beneath the bellowing boy as he is pinned down to the ground, injected with some sort of substance that makes him go limp, weakly calling out, reaching his bloodied dented damaged claw out to the helpless Sayako being dragged out as the last thing he hears before falling into the dark depths of his dreams is...
"Basil…!"
"They'll be back in two hours according to the nanny…" Sternly, the man standing by the president reports to the madam president over watching the two children sat down on the floor numbly staring at the TV having been put on. The nanny bows her head, focusing on cleaning the sink, a bruise on her cheek, her hues hollow.
"I see…will the healing be done by then?" The president sneers turning to the nan removing herself from the sink cleaning her hands as she joins the children's side, roughly grabbing onto the alarmed angry Sayako.
"Y-Yes madam president." Politely, Yukari nods her head, a look of shame sorrow guilt upon her facial features. She focuses, her brow furrowed when she places both her hands on both Basil and the stunned silent Sayako staring ahead as Basil is far from the world of the living, swaying from side to side. The bruises begin to heal, begin to be erased upon her form, not able to look them in the eye.
"Good now then…girl." The president turns to the shaking blonde curled up, the tears freely falling from her glassy green.
"I have a name." Spitefully, she sneers snapping at the president simply staring down at her disgust clear upon her facial features.
"Since you seem to the only one here with us you mustn't speak a word about what happened or else…" Coolly, the president glances to the side, Sayako's own hues following her feeling her heart drop when seeing her peer into a room when sound asleep is a baby boy huddled in a crib.
"D-Don't please you can't! You can't do this…I…why…why did you do this?" Desperate, Sayako begs as she clings to the woman by her skirt who simply glares down at the girl pushing her back, causing her to fall flat on her behind.
"We need to understand what you are." Bored, the president informs her.
"I…I'm human." Confused, Sayako argues furrowing her brow up at the woman.
"You're not. You are far beyond what we are." Firmly, the president dictates making the young Sayako's olive hues widen when hearing her words, feeling a sharp shudder crawl down her spine from the sheer intensity of her glare.
"I am! Dad said I was…d-dad said I…" Angrily, Sayako snaps scowling, raising her voice only to falter form the sudden frog lodged in her throat from the ice-cold glare of the madam president.
"We have stood by and let your parent's playhouse it wasn't bothering us so long as they kept it under wraps but this was not what we agreed upon." The president sneers down glaring daggers down at both Sayako, Basil and the door to the side.
"But we…we didn't mean to…" Sayako stutters, furrowing her brow trying to speak but finding herself tongue tied by the sheer intensity of the women and men before her, each of them giving her a look, the same look of disgust…
"We know its selfish of your parents to bring you into this world. We had a contract, and they broke it by bringing you things into the mix. Nevertheless, your parents can't play pretend forever what you are is a weapon, you are a danger to society." The president states.
"B-But I want to be a hero! I'm not….I wouldn't…" Feebly, Sayako tries to argue once more but it falls to deaf ears.
"You're not human and you never will be. What you represent would ruin your parent's careers." Coldly, the woman dictates crossing her arms behind her back.
"Wha…what do you mean?" Mystifed, Sayako queries still lost to it all her greens darting all over the place.
"Have you ever wondered why your nanny never lets you out. Why you don't go out often? Why you don't go to primary school?" Soothingly, the president questions her making her grimace glancing to the side.
"She…she's busy. So…we get home-schooled." Shyly, she reveals the fact, she knew their nanny was busy always on her phone and they had the work that was handed to them every day to do so they didn't have much time to go out sure she'd see some kids from the glass of the apartment at times or on TV but she knew it was selfish of her to ask her nanny to go out. She could only go out when her dads had planned but they had to plan due to the media that was it, then again they do have to wear wigs and they call them relatives of theirs…but that's to protect their identities that's it. It isn't…
"By us. Everyone you do is for our interest for your best interest so long as you obey all will be well." Strictly, she states the fact to the young girl, stumbling back shaken.
"Your nanny belongs to us. She can't let you out. What you are is wrong, you should never have been born but here you are for the commission to hide thanks to the selfishness of your parents." Poisonously, the president sneers scowling down at the teary-eyed girl sniffling, trying to wipe the tears away.
"Why? What did we do wrong?" Desperate, she begs what did she do wrong? Her parents told her their were others like them out there so why were they different?
"When you parents became pros they had a reptation to uphold, an image, a responsibly to the people that would be ruined by the reveal of your existence. We already have another issues with quirks to have more children being more form methods like yours would only cause further trouble to us." The man by the president's side explains to the young girl gaping gawking at the reveal.
"Sayako what you represent, the method that was used to create you could create a whole army of villains understand? You are a step beyond human. Your aunt was ordered not to use her quirk for people who possessed quirks like your parents, we understood why she did it for quirkless couples, but this was not a part of the agreement…you cannot utter a word toy our parents understand? It would ruin them, it would ruin everything they built, if they knew what you were. If you tell people, the truth of what you are you'd ruin them you'd cause trouble for everyone you love." The president points towards the TV seeing a familiar doctor and Jeanist celebrating their win against a villain, girls swarming the two beaming brightly with women as the men and women file out leaving the nanny alone with the trio of children…beginning her clean up.