Lulu: yo~ yes, I know this is late, but school has work and work is bluh :P sorry. This chapter centers around the Feltkids...yeah, enjoy~

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POV specifically targeted in this chapter: Crowbar (of the Felt).

Your name is Crowbar, you're a member of the Felt, and you're reading a bedtime story to children…yeah, one of those things doesn't belong in that sentence, does it? probably that last part that mentioned you reading from a book of "Fairy Tales", because it's your turn to watch the kids, and unlike most, you can actually read in English (besides yourself, the only ones that can read in English are Matchsticks, Sawbuck, Stitch, Snowman, and Die. Quarters can read in French, Fin in Italian, Itchy in Japanese, Trace and Doze in Spanish. As far as you know, Clover, Cans, Biscuit, and Eggs just can't read in general).

Ok, so it did seem to be pretty weak for a mafia man such as yourself to be reading "The Little Mermaid" to a bunch of brats…but it was at Caliborn's request, so you really couldn't say no (refusing to take orders from your boss's kid, who could end up becoming your future boss, would probably definitely get you fired…or worse). Caliborn and Calliope were seemingly younger than everyone else, having been born prematurely and the fact that they grow at a slower rate; despite all of this against them, they both are in fact 3 years old, just like the rest of the children in the Felt…and yes, there are children in the Felt (shocker, isn't it?). Despite the fact that this was the Disney version of The Little Mermaid, the kids seemed to enjoy it more than merely being sent to bed with nothing.

It seemed sort of demented that Vriska, Terezi, and Eridan were praying for the prince's demise, despite the fact that they knew how the story ended (you've read this to them about twenty times already). Still, it was also a bit…ok, you had to say it, it was a little adorable that the way that Calliope and Roxy's eyes were sparkling with every word, silently cheering on the former maiden of the sea. From what you could tell, Caliborn was plotting on how to kill the mermaid (though he knows now that he can't physically do something like that), Equius, Kanaya, and Rose were politely listening as well as they could with all the noise going on around them, and Gamzee…well, he'd been in his own little world for a while now (you personally think that Gamzee has a lot more problems than he lets on…you've been meaning to tell Doc Scratch about some of the kid's more odd behavior, but you really haven't had all that much time).

Despite how much you hated having to act like a freaking nanny to these kids, you really don't have much of a choice; you (or more specifically, your boss), would never leave any of the kids with half of the Felt, you weren't going to ask your extremely busy boss to do it (same goes for Doc Scratch, Snowman, and Stitch…they're all probably way busier than you)…and if you left them with Doze, he'd fall asleep and they'd all suddenly disappear. Naturally, you were one of the few members of the Felt actually able to take care of all the kids at once (you couldn't exactly call that poor babysitter to come back again after the kids had basically tortured him…though, you have to admit that he talked way too much for the remainder of your sanity anyway)…you just wish that Itchy didn't insist on calling you their nanny, mostly because you're getting tired of smashing his face into a wall.

As you finished the story with the children hanging off your every word, you smiled at the fact that some of the other Felt members had decided to listen as well (really, most of them act more like big children than adults). You put the book down, and about half of the kids were crying (along with some of the adults), while the other half was trying not to cry, and you sighed as you allowed Roxy to cling to your ankle. Ever since Scratch took in the twins, Roxy seemed to enjoy clinging to you and calling you "Papa"…surprisingly, you'd gotten used to it. You naturally feel pity for the girl; her real father had run off before she was born, and her mother only recently died in a drunk driving accident. All Roxy had was her twin sister, Rose, and the younger girl seemed more interested in Scratch's human psychology books than bonding with her sister. You never understood why she physically clung to you as a lifeline (there were certainly other members of the Felt that were probably more sympathetic than you could ever be)…but, you guess it didn't really matter as long as you were fine with it (and surprisingly, you were).

Eventually, after all the crying stopped (Thank Gog), the kids were taken to their respective parents and sent to bed so that the adults could get ready for work. You slipped on your velvet green suit, donning your red hat before looking at yourself in the mirror. You'd never understand why, but the initiation for becoming a member of the Felt was having your hair dyed green; there were, of course, exceptions to this rule (Doc Scratch, Snowman, and Lord English), but those were very few. There was a time that you'd missed having ginger-colored hair, but as the years went by, you grew used to the vivid green color that matched your work suits (wow does your boss love green). You looked over to Roxy and smiled; she was sleeping, safe and sound, and Scratch would be staying in order to keep things that way once again (you felt a bit bad for leaving Scratch alone at the mansion every night, but he didn't seem to mind). You brushed a lock of hair from Roxy's face before giving her a quick kiss on the forehead and leaving the room.

You didn't know how Roxy would develop, that she wasn't asleep when you had left, that she had a key to the liquor cabinet you had several locks on to keep her out of the stuff…you didn't think of any of this stuff until it was too late, the days later on in life where you'd regret everything you let her get away with and mulled over how you could've been more attentive, even if she wasn't really your kid. You had walked out the door that day knowing only of the little girl "asleep" in your bed (which you truly didn't mind; when did you get enough privacy to sleep, anyway?); you didn't know the future, you couldn't stop this, and you still can't, no matter how much you want to. All you could do was leave that night for work and let things unfold behind your back.

Lulu: End~ Hope you enjoyed the beauty of this chapter :3 also, Sia put up her new M-rated fanfic titled "Innocent Request" on our account...so, if you want to read an amusing Johnkat fanfic, you can go read it if you want. Thank you for reading~