A/N This chapter is set AFTER the end of Trials of Trust and is connected to the stories Just Monkeying Around and More Fun than a Barrel of Monkies. In that, it's now a crossover with Monkie Kid. Minor spoilers in the case of S!Skylor's nickname, but not with anything else because in this universe, the Ninja were able to overwhelm Chen with three teams of Ninja. Who knows if that will be the case with just two.

Also, I still haven't seen season 3 of Monkie Kid. I'm partially waiting for the dub and partially got back into Trollhunters again and have been busy watching that instead. I'll get to it, but if some stuff about Red Son is wrong due to that, I apologize. I wrote this months ago after finishing season 2 for the first time.

Also, this is continuing from Chapter 2. Chapter 3 was a fun thing from Tumblr but is not canon to this already noncanon version of events.

The Evil Dad Club

Monkie Kid Universe

Red Son was not sure what to make of Noodle Boy's new friends.

They apparently started showing up while his family was out of town, and now would appear frequently to spend time with his nemesis and even aid him in fights. And it infuriated Red Son to no end that two or three of them had similar fire powers to himself. That was another thing, it was also hard to tell just how many of these new friends there were, as several of them seemed to look alike, making them very difficult to count (not that he was actually trying to).

Whatever the case, these new 'Ninja' were irksome and Red Son did his best to avoid them whenever possible.

Which is why it was so surprising to him that one of them would approach him one day.

And yet, while he was standing on a rooftop overlooking the city and contemplating his next evil plan, he suddenly realized he was not alone.

Turning and ready to fry whoever was there, he was surprised to see the youngest of the irritating group standing there.

"Hi," said the young blond in green. "This your brooding roof?"

Red Son was thrown off at the random question. "Brooding roof?" he asked.

"Yeah, ya know," said the blond boy, moving to stand beside him. He looked out at the city with a mock dark and contemplative expression while posed with one foot on the edge. "Where you stand and plot about how to destroy your enemies, and look really epic while you do it."

Red Son blinked and then grinned. "Yes, yes, that's exactly what it is," he said, glad someone understood his methods. Then he frowned, "But it's not brooding, it's plotting."

The blond boy shrugged. "Eh, same difference. You're still standing on a roof thinking about stuff."

Red Son scowled and huffed.

The boy laughed. "I'm Lloyd," he said. "Though my friends call me Lil'Loyd. You're Red Son, right?"

"I am, peasant," said Red Son haughtily.

The boy tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Actually, don't think I'd be considered a peasant," he said. "My dad's a lord and so is one of my uncles, one of my moms is a warrior queen, and my grandfather was a god, so..."

While impressed by his pedigree, Red Son made sure not to show it. "What. Do. You. Want?" he ground out through clenched teeth, fairly annoyed now.

Lil'Loyd gave him a grin that was all teeth. "I came to make you an offer."

Red Son had no idea how the little brat managed to convince him to follow him, but somehow he did and the demon found himself squashed into a booth at Noodle Boy's place of work along with Lil'Loyd, two identical blonds that looked like an older version of him apparently named Lala and Luh-Loyd (whoever named these peasants should be shot), and two red-haired not-quite-identical girls named Princess and Cookie (something told him those weren't their real names).

"So, all in favor of inducting Red Son into the Evil Dad Club, say aye," Lil'Loyd was saying to the rest.

Before the others could vote, Red Son cut in because did he really just say- "The Evil Dad Club?" he sputtered in disbelief.

All five of the table's other occupants let out long-suffering sighs. "Yep," they said.

Red Son looked at all of them incredulously. "All of you have evil fathers?" he asked because surely that couldn't be right.

"All of us," confirmed Luh-Loyd. "My dad used to trash my home city with his army of mechs and shark-themed generals at least once a week."

"Same," said Lala with a nod (though Red Son was sure he just meant the attacking the city part, not the shark-people part, that seemed a little too niche). "And mine would also go into these super destructive rage modes where he'd rip apart anything that got in his way."

"My dad wanted to remake the world in his own evil image and had a magic wish-granting staff to do it with," said Lil'Loyd far too cheerfully.

"Mine was a mob boss trying to fulfill an ancient prophecy about the end of the world," said Princess in a blasé tone.

"My father wanted to become an unstoppable snake monster so he could cause chaos and destruction," said Cookie. Her face then scrunched up in distaste. "He turned me into one too."

Red Son looked Cookie up and down, seeing that she was clearly not a snake.

Cookie, seeing this, shrugged. "I got better."

Red Son looked at all of them and huffed. "Whatever. Why did you peasants bring me here again?"

"Your dad is the Demon Bull King," said Lala, like the answer should be obvious.

"As in, definitely evil," added Luh-Loyd in the exact same tone.

Red Son smirked proudly, glad these people knew of his family's reputation. "I'm well aware my father is ruthlessly evil, as is my mother, but that doesn't explain why I should stay."

The teenagers exchanged a look.

"Look," said Princess, "you don't have to stick around if you don't want to. But as fellow kids of evil fathers, we can relate to a lot of stuff you probably can't talk about with anyone else."

"And trust me when I say, it feels great to have someone to talk to about it," added Cookie.

"Unfortunately," said Red Son, standing up to leave. "I don't trust any of you, so I'll be going now."

Lala and Luh-Loyd looked disappointed, Princess and Cookie shrugged it off, but Lil'Loyd let out a loud snort. "Wuss," he said.

That stopped Red Son dead in his tracks. "Excuse me?" he asked, rounding on the youngest at the table once again, his hair giving off sparks in anger.

"I said you're a wuss," said Lil'Loyd, not looking at all intimidated. "You have five people here with experience in a wide variety of evil, and you're not even picking our brains for something you can use in your own evil schemes? What kind of a villain kid are you?"

Lala was nodding in agreement. "You know, he has a point," he said. "Like, mechs, wish-granting staffs, destructive rage-modes, doomsday prophecies, and unstoppable snake monsters. That's pretty much a goldmine of information there."

Luh-Loyd was looking between Lil'Loyd and Lala with a horrified expression. "I'd ask who hurt you two, but I already know the answer," he said.

Cookie covered her mouth to hide a laugh, and Princess snorted. "He's the most innocent one here," the latter whispered to Red Son, making Cookie giggle harder.

Red Son let out a wordless growl and let off a puff of fire before reluctantly sitting back down. "I am just here for the information," he said firmly, glaring at them all as he did so. "Don't expect me to share anything of my own."

The rest of the Evil Dad Club exchanged grins.

MK wasn't sure what he just walked into when he returned to the restaurant after delivering noodles.

Pigsy and Tang looked like they didn't know what to make of it either, even though they'd been there to see it progress, but were deeply disturbed by it.

MK couldn't blame them. The sight of Red Son bawling his eyes out into Luh-Loyd's shoulder as he recounted his life's story was pretty dang disturbing.

The three Kais, who were all sitting at the restaurant's bar, just looked resigned.

"A-And he used to be able to recount the exact hour and date of my birth!" Red Son wailed as Lala patted him on the back and Cookie Skylor offered him a tissue. "He'd n-never shut up about it! A-And now he only acknowledges me to tell me I've been a failure!" Red Son then paused to blow his nose in the tissue noisily. "Five hundred years under a mountain," he continued, still sounding stuffy. "Five hundred years, and I'm the one who got him out, but has he thanked me? Noooo! All he cared about was that Noodle Boy got away with that stupid staff!"

"I know that feeling," said Princess Skylor emphatically, reaching across the table to pat Red Son's hand.

"You do the impossible for him, and he can't even be bothered to give you a thank you," agreed Cookie Skylor, sounding irked.

"RIGHT!" Red Son practically screeched.

MK stared at the sight before him before slowly turning to look at the three Kais. "Uh, what is going on here?" he asked quietly so as not to attract the attention of Red Son.

As one, they all said, "Evil Dad Club."

MK gaped at them, then at Red Son, who was still tearfully recounting all the times he'd disappointed DBK, then back at the Fire Ninjas again. "Evil Dad Club?" he asked incredulously.

The Kais could only sigh in defeat.

The next day Red Son could occasionally be seen wearing a shirt that read, 'My dad is evil and all I got was this dumb T-shirt'.

The fact the rest of the Evil Dad Club had their own variation of the shirt made his membership status very clear.

A/N As I said before, I wrote this a while ago, so I'm sorry if anything is wrong from season 3 of Monkie Kid. I mostly wanted to just shove these trauma babies into group therapy, because they dang well need it.

Yeah, Cookie is going to be S!Skylor's nickname. I thought I'd start posting Trials of Trust sooner than I ended up doing so there you go.

Thanks again to Kay Hau for beta reading this, and assuring me it's readable even for people who haven't seen Monkie Kid (which she has watched since). She was a big help.

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