Hey again, it's Dyphen! Two things this time: I might start up a one-shot collection, so if anyone would read that, tell me in the reviews! Second thing; humanised ;)

I stood staring at the note for a minute or two. 'Keep her safe'. 'CCL'. 'You know what I mean when I say that.'

No, I don't, actually.

But it wasn't meant for me. It was meant for Dad. Obviously it was meant for Dad, I don't know any other people in Syspocalypsestar called Emmet, and it was in the wall of our house, so… it's for Dad.

I shook myself out of the daze that I let myself get into, closed the front door, tore the note I had written off the wall and ran upstairs to Dad's room. I shook him awake.

"Dad! Dad! Wake up!"

He groaned quietly, then sat up and rubbed his eyes. "What is it, Summer?"

I wasted no time. "Dad, I found this downstairs in a hole in the wall. It's for you, and it's from- "

"Whuh- what were you doing downstairs at this time of night? It's 3 in the morning.." He asked drowsily.

"Dad! Just listen! Unless you know any other Lucys, which I'm pretty sure you don't, it's from Mom! And I'm also pretty sure it's from Mom, 'coz it's in her handwriting!" I shoved the note in his hands and waited for him to read it.

Dad was wide awake now. He read through the letter, then read it again. And again. And again.

And then he did something I never thought he would do.

He started to cry.

He broke down right on the bed, tears streaming down his face. He sobbed and sobbed. I had no idea what to do in this situation, so I sat down on the bed, pulled his up and hugged him. This time he was the one crying into my shoulder. Funny how the tables turn sometimes, I thought to myself.

"This has been here for 5 years- 5 years, any of those years we could have found her," Dad wept. After a moment or two, I found my tears falling too.

The room was still for a minute, until I suddenly broke away.

"I have so many questions about the note. Can you try and answer them?"

Dad shifted back on the bed, eyes still leaking with salty tears. He hesitated before saying, "I'll give you tree."

"Okay. What's CCL?" I asked first.

"Cloud Cookoo Land. It was the most random place you could have ever imagined. No rules, no instructions, you could just do what you wanted. You know Unikitty?" I nodded. "She was the Princess of there. It got destroyed when Lord Business was searching for me and the other so he could use the Kragle to end the world. It's all at the bottom of the ocean now. I wonder why Lucy went there..."

I snapped my fingers to shake him out of his thoughts. "This one's a bit unrelated, but who's WyldStyle?"

Dad suddenly grinned, eyes not watering as much. "I was wondering when you ask this one. Ok… do you mind if I talk about your Mom using her first name?"

I shrugged. "We sometimes do hat anyway."

"Okay. So. When I first met Lucy, she was WyldStyle. First name I ever knew her by. She was like a rebel against Lord Business, and because she was a Master Builder from a young age, and Master Builders weren't really welcome back then, she, uh, got bullied a lot. There weren't very nice people at her school, or in her neighborhood, so, yeah. She got really insecure about her name, and changed it. She went through loads of them, but she chose WyldStyle. Then when we were searching for the Kragle so I could put the Piece of Resistance on it, she told me her name. Lucy. And I said 'I really like that name'. Because I did. The others still call her WyldStyle though, I'm really the only person who calls her Lucy."

I giggled. "WyldStyle sounds like the name of a DJ."

Dad started laughing. "If we find her, don't even try to say that! She'll get so mad at you! That was like the first thing I said to her after her telling me her name, and she got so irritated."

We were both in stiches laughing now.

"Okay, okay, final one," I wheezed, still laughing. "D'you know what it meant when it said 'keep her safe'? As in me?"

Oops. That was the wrong choice to ask that one.

Dad stopped laughing really quickly and looked down. He looked like a school kid about to tell his teacher he cheated on the test.

"Summer…" he started saying something, but his voice trailed off.

"Yeah?" my voice quivered.

Dad opened his mouth to say something, but changed his mind. "I-I'll tell you on the way," he said, getting up and walking to his wardrobe.

"Huh?"

Dad glanced at me as if I was an idiot.

"We're going to find Lucy, Summer."