Later with Eric and Stan, they ran as fast as they could to Mysterion's cottage.
"Come on, Hippie! They're gonna catch up!"
Stan was a little farther back then Eric was. He couldn't keep up, for as fat as Eric was. He was fast. For once.
They caught sight of Mysterion's house up ahead and rushed up to it.
Stan and Eric opened the door and found Kyle laying on the couch, with a cold washcloth on his head.
"Eric, Stan, there you are. I need some helping hands." Mysterion said.
"What can we do?" Stan asked.
"Stan, Eric, you look after Kyle for me."
Stan nodded while Eric groaned.
Mysterion ran down the nearby hallway and entered Karen's bedroom.
"Guess one of us should keep an eye on the door." Stan said.
"Yep, get to it." Eric said.
"Oh no, your gonna do it." Stan argued.
"Fine."
Eric stood up and carefully walked to the door.
"No one yet." He said.
Mysterion watched as Karen slept peacefully under her blankets and her Princess doll cradled in her arms.
"Angel..."
Mysterion held her cheek in his hand and whispered, "Don't worry, Karen. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere."
Karen relaxed under her Angel's soothing voice and touch. Most find his voice to be frightening but to her, it was her soothing Lullaby.
"Karen, i will return. I must go check on everyone."
Mysterion walked out of the room quietly and peeked around the hall.
Kyle was still lying on the couch, Stan sat next to him to heal him. Eric watched the door to watch for they're parents. But his eyes widened when he heard what he said next.
"They're coming."