Angelicon

"Man, I can't believe I was going to put a ladder on this thing," Stu said as he looked at the little "Tree house" that he and Chas had built in the latter's backyard. "Tommy barely manages to walk well and I don't think Chuckie would like his best friend not being able to play with him."

"Yeah," Chas agreed. "And Chuckie isn't the best with ladders anyway. The ramp was a better idea."

The "tree house" (which was more of a small circular deck that went around the base of the tree with a little house in the center) was right on the ground with special waterproof padding to make sure the little ones had no risk of hurting themselves. Stu had also applied some of his babyproofing foam padding to the edges to protect the kids if they got a bit too rough. What was really nice was that as the kids got older Stu could easily take the "tree house" apart and put it on a higher frame to make it more like a true tree house.

Because it was no longer two feet off the ground they'd been forced to get rid of the fireman pole and the slide they had originally envisioned but they'd replaced that with a tunnel the babies could crawl around in with plastic windows.

Kimi giggled as she ran around before spotting a neat dolly. It would be the perfect dolly to play with Superthing! With a laugh she reached for the toy… only for her mommy to snag it and pull it away.

"Sorry, Kimi, but this is Angelica's. You can't play with it."

Kimi pouted at that but her mommy refused to give up the two and finally Kimi went back to the others.

"What's wrong, Kimi?" Chuckie asked.

"I wanted to play with the dolly but couldn't!" she complained.

Tommy gasped. "That was Cynthia! You can't play with that… its Angelica's favorest toy ever!"

"Oh, she wouldn't have mindeded."

"Yes, she would have," Chuckie told her. "You can't take her toys without her permission. Otherwise…"

"Otherwise what? She'll get mad?"

"No," Tommy said, looking up at the sky. "Mr. Chaos will teach you a lesson."

~MC~MC~MC~

"Are… are the babies aware you now exist?" Trixie said.

"Apparently?" the Creator said, just as startled. "I mean, if it gets them to behave… speaking off…"

"…I'm not sure I like the idea of you being worshiped."