Fawful's feet dragged, and the sound of his shoes sloshing hurt his head.

Carry on my wayward son.

Fawful hated the smell and feeling. Old mushroom and heartbreak.

He wanted to go home.

There'll be peace when you're done.

When he finally collapsed, he could feel faint fingers running through his hair.

...Cackletta?

Lay your weary head to rest…

Small tears fell from the young bean's eyes, as he slowly passed out.

..Don't you cry no more…

In the past, Cackletta was not well liked.

She was rebellious, and practiced forbidden magic, passing taboos everywhere.

Once I rose above the noise and confusion.

When the future Queen, Navy Bean, saw her ears and learned of this, she ordered her destruction.

Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion..

Hood up, Cackletta fled. She ran with a sneer, vowing to return.

I was soaring ever higher.

Cackletta, now older, thought of her re-orphaned child as her soul shattered.

...Fawful?

But i flew too high…

She thought of how bored she was with Fawful's scientific rambling, but failed to understand anything he ever said.

Though my eyes could see, i still was a blind man…

She thought of how scared he was when she took a new vessel, but didn't fail to snuggle on her new lap while he recovered.

Though my mind could think, i still was a mad man…

She closed her eyes, as death took her,

I hear the voices while i'm sleeping…

She was ready, and more than willing to be the one to go.

I can hear them say…

Fawful smiled as he went on with his own plans.

Carry on my wayward son..

He stepped back when he saw 2 babies. Well, toddler's same thing.

Red and Green were two colors he grew to mutually hate.

There'll be peace when you're done.

His eyes filled with tears of hate, as he told his story, dissolving into laughter and screaming.

Lay your weary head to rest…

He shushed, when they dripped down his freckled cheeks.

"..."

...Don't you cry no more...