In the park closest to where Cody's own house used to be, many of Cody's friends who knew about Hell were all called together for a meeting. Some were playing on the swings, some on the merry-go-round, and other kids were playing on the slide, just kids being kids.
Their laughing and playing immediately ceased when they saw Cody, a disguised Loona, and Tyler, whom the latter looked quite nervous.
Most of the kids were staring at Tyler for obvious reasons. Cody's own best friend looked very nervous, and felt like he was about to throw up his own stomach and intestines right now from all the pressure going through his body. Cody couldn't really blame him though, for his own best friend had been through so much after the whole crazy shit his own evil father had stirred up, and the destruction his fanaticism caused for Cody, his friends, and family.
"Hi guys." Cody greeted everyone. "So you're all wondering why I brought you all here."
"We're going to stone Tyler to death?" A girl asked with excitement.
"No." Cody said, sounding horrified.
"Feed him to your grandpas' pigs?" A boy added
"No!" Cody said again.
"or maybe give him that brain surgery that Bruce got." Another boy suggested, making his peers around him agree with him.
"Will you all just shut the fuck up?!" Loona roared, making all the kids look spoiled and frightened. Not wanting to make the disguised female hellhound anger her to the point where she might eat them all (so they believed) the kids silenced themselves. "That's better." Loona smiled. "Continue, kiddo."
"Thanks Loona. Now Tyler is nothing like Mr Belmont. Don't you all remember? He tried to save me from his dad."
The kids looked at one another and Tyler was still hoping this would go well. "It's true." Said Tyler. "I did try to save Cody from my da- I mean Belmont. But there were too many of his followers and restrained me from doing so."
"See, so please. Leave Tyler alone, he is our friend and nothing like that evil preacher. Why are you all picking on Tyler even though he didn't really do anything?"
"it's called collective punishment." Said a second girl.
"Yeah it's been like that for years. North Korea does it, Eritrea does it, and many countries throughout history have done it." An intellectual boy pointed.
"Well this isn't North Korea or Eritrea, you fucking-!"
"Loona!" Cody scolded her.
Taking a small breath to calm himself down, Loona said: "sorry. Lost my cool for a second. But yeah, Tyler is nothing like that his dad. So just let it go and accept him back into your lives, Satan Dammit."
About a minute passed and the kids looked at one another, and the first boy from before said: "but your uncle, he's dead because of his dad." He pointed at Tyler
"It's not my fault!" Cody's best friend pleaded.
"Yeah, it's not. It's Belmonts. If Tyler didn't care about me anymore then he would have just let me die, but he did try to save me. Doesn't that mean anything?" Then he gave not a small sigh with his eyes closed. "Look? I know you guys care about me, and I thank you. But Tyler is really innocent, so please leave him alone. He is our friend, so let's just treat him like one."
It was silent again, until the first girl said: "but wish about our friends in Hell, the ones that helped Belmont?"
"It wasn't their faults." Said Cody. "And it wasn't Tyler's fault either. Only Belmont's. And don't worry, Lord Lucifer is giving them a second chance in Charlie's Happy Hotel to be redeemed."
The other kids sounded relieved to hear that news, but we're still a little unsure about Tyler. At last, Tyler walked up and was standing in front of Cody and Loona, having a desperate look o. His oval-shaped face. "Guys, most of you already know me since the first and second grade, and... I'm sorry I never told you about my dad being Belmont, but... you can't blame ms for not telling you all that. What kind of child would even ask for a parent like that? Kids don't choose their own parents, you know."
"Well, you got us there." Said Marlene, one of the female kids.
"Yeah, my dad was a junkie before he died." Said Mason, another one of Cody's friends. "And my mom never said she loved me, said that she cared about me, or never even hugged me." He looked guilty and sad now.
"And I never even knew my biological parents, and my adopted parents can be a little strict on me."
A glimmer of hope was sparkling in Cody, and maybe the other children here can give Tyler a second chance after all. "See guys. Can't we all just get along, like the way we used to?"
"He speaks the truth." Said an African-American voice. It was Mr. jock in workout pants and a jogging sweatshirt, walking up to the group with what appeared to be his Rhodesian ridgeback on a leash. "Kids. Tyler is a very well-behaved student, and just because he is the son of that Belmont, doesn't mean he is exactly like his father.
At last, the kids realized that Cody, Loona, and the principal was right. Many of the kids walked up to Tyler and began apologizing to him, making the kid feel so much better. Cody smiled at seeing his own friends' name was cleared from the whole misunderstanding.
"You wanna come over to my house and play Mario with me?" Asked Claire to Tyler, "my treat."
"Sure! That sounds fun." Tyler replied.
"Not that I'm not happy to see you but, what are you doing here, Mr. Brock?" Cody couldn't help but ask.
"Giving Yeller his afternoon walk." The principal replied.