You are the child of Two Time and Azure. [Any Age, around 6-13.]

It was late at night. Sleepless, almost. Somethings off. So off. As you toss and turn in your bed, you eventually shift back to the portrait on your nightstand. Your father, Azure, and your parent, Two Time. You smile, and decide to get some water, to suppress this uneasy feeling.

Walking down the stairs, careful not to alert your parents, you reach the kitchen. Grabbing a cup. You fill it with fresh tap water, taking a few sips. Though, your gaze is shifted to the room your parents never tell you to go into. You walk over, the light is on. You peek through.

There, Azure stands, wide eyed, tears running down his face. His fists curled onto Two Time’s shirt, gaze locked onto them.

Two time holds him, their spawn-like features acting up. Their eyes manic and glossy.

The part that broke you?

The dagger through Azures abdomen., laced with his blood, staining his shirt.

The horror in their eyes, eventually finding itself to you too. As you mumble a gentle “ daddy..? “ their gazes shifted to you, fear and worry filling their stares.

‘ baby.. ‘

Azure mumbles, his body going limp. Unconscious.

‘ love..? ‘

Two time muttered, rushing over to you.

‘ sweetie.. ‘