"WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE LEFT?!" Matt screamed at the 4 year old.

Samantha shrank back, "He… he just did…"

Matt sat down and put head in his hands, then after a split second, stood up. "We need to go SAVE him!"

"I Wanna cooooomme…." Samantha pouted.

"No way, we have no idea where the heck he could be, besides, you're too little."

"I HAVE A SWORD!" She practically screamed at him, taking him aback and slowing down his task of opening the door. Putting his extended hand that had the key in it down, he turned to her slowly. "Sammie, this is MY friend. MY mom for longer than yours, MY problems, for the love of motherboard, YOU should be coloring unicorns right now, barely speaking english."

"Näyttää siltä, voin puhua suomea melko hyvin." She pouted. (It seems I can speak - too)

"Ok, fine. Fine. Get your sword and come with me to save a probably crying, Angelo."

"Why do you ASSUME he's crying? He could be happy."

"Well, once again, if you KNEW him, you'd know he's claustrophobic, and Nyctophobic."

"Nicta-wha?"

"Nyctophobic, deathly afraid of the dark, also of heights.. and.. spiders… and snakes… and our mom, and also he strongly dislikes going places after 8:00 so I assume he's been captured. OH! Also of rust. I have no idea why. He's just like 'I CAN'T rust' and it's like impossible, he didn't even jump in puddles as a kid." Matt rambled on.

Samantha had her eyes wide open, focusing on Matt's hand, (In which he was using to count Angelo's fears. It was true, he was bound to run into ONE of them. DEFINITELY the dark.

"WHY IS IT SO DARK!?" Angelo screamed. "You know I REALLY don't like this…."

A smooth voice answered him. "Hi son…"

"DAD!? Where the heck are you?!"

"Are you wearing your contacts?"

Angelo paused, and sighed. "No…."

His dad answered back in a small chuckle, "Well I can see you, so that means you're not."

"Da-ad. Why did you trap me? I Thought discordia got you..." Angelo huffed slightly embarrassed.

"She Didn't, but a very nice lady came to my house, said she was the mom of Matt. Such a nice boy he is. I really like him, anyway, the woman gave me a FREE trial of something, and said it was where she was going, naturally, i followed her. Free is good son, you should really meet her. So nice. 'Ride of my life' Is was she called it, so far it's been a unique experience, I think she's tied me up, and then after that she put here. I have NO idea what the 'Ride of my life' Means… but it might have something to do with frozen yogurt, which i'm allergic to-"

"DAD! That's DISCORDIA! The woman that's been attacking the city?!" Angelo struggled with the metal cuffs around his neck, ankles, and wrists. "Rust… WHY?!"

"Also from where I am we're up pretty high… so that's another one of your worst fears." His father said unhelpfully.

"PLEASE DON'T TALK, I love you, but PLEASE, you are NOT making this better." Angelo groaned. Then his paranoid instincts kicked in. "Well these are rusty, and rust breaks stuff… WHAT IF WE PLUMMET INTO OUR DEATH?!"

"in frozen yogurt… yogurt, yogurt, I'm really hungry. I think I wanna be done with this trial now."

"Dad, we are chained up to the wall, please think logically, if you were at work, what could possibly help us?" Angelo pleaded, still quivering from the train of thoughts he was having.

"Well we COULD call Finch, with my cell phone, but she's at the spa, too bad MY hands aren't tied up… I really want to have the full experience before I left."

"Dad, Did you just say your hands are free, and you have your cell phone?"

"Um… yep. HEY! Can you help me tie up my hands again?" Angelo's father said with a giggle.

"NO! I can't! Hyvänen , isä , minä tarvitsen sinua soittamaanpoliisille" (My goodness, dad, I need you to call the police.)

"Well I can't quite do that, because Um.. I got bored… so long story short, "Kitten story" Is still open and my phone died."

Angelo sighed, knowing his old man was useless. He only seemed to know how to function in an office. (Lawyers)

"Also I have to use the bathroom, so if the lady could just give us our frozen yogurt, maybe we could leave soon."

This was going to be a long night.