The way of life that was paved by the brisk arrival and exit of Nanny McPhee had been one of many ups and downs. Though Cedric's formerly ghastly-behaved children were born anew in their behavior, they were, undoubtedly, still children in every way. Playing pranks, being playful, but not as severely as they once had. And that was alright by him.

Until there was you.

With Aunt Adelaide's adamant demand, Cedric hired a home tutor for his children to be schooled by. They'd struggled with authoritative figures in the past but with you they were practically angels sent from heaven above. You were no magical being like McPhee herself but you were...something.

"Mr. Brown?..." Your voice, a sudden jolt back from his mortician paperwork duties and to reality, interrupted his deep focus and was followed by the sound of your padded footsteps against his carpeted study floor.