".....How'd it go?"
"L, what are you doing here? I thought I told you to...…Peter? What's he…."
"He wanted to make sure you are ok."
"Ooo…a Music Box. Can I see it?"
"Here you go, but don't run far with it."
"Thanks."
"So, where are you planning on going after this?"
"Might murder a few punching bags to get the anger out."
"I was talking about…."
"Oh....
OH.
Peter, can I see that for a sec?"
"It's very unique. See here, the Ballerina looks not to be on all the way."
"I know."
"Ruby broke it."
"Did not."
"No, I mean this Ballerina is the wrong Ballerina for this Box in the first place."
"What do you mean? How is it different?"
"Her pose. Her stance. Her form. It's all...….is this a knock off, 'cause even they have better dancers.
And the music.
Where'd you even get this?"
"Ummmmm."
"Can you fix it?"
"Just give me some tools, a hole puncher and let me pick the song. I could make a diy version in a few days. Anything to change the awful music."
"Could you get it done in a day?
Say....before bedtime?"
"You want this Music box badly, don't you?"
"Maybe."
"Actually, this box is very, very...…..special."
"Bake me some of that Apple Strudel of yours and we're set."
"Can Serenity make it?"
"Serenity is good, but everyone has their own flair....and I like yours."
"Deal.
You deliver me a working Music box, and I will deliver you a Strudel."
"Ruby, can I…"
"Excuse us."
"You entrust the fate of the world to a...…..a child?"
"Come now. How can you not even believe in your own boys? What he doesn't know won't hurt him."
"But telling him will make him work better."
"Or…..make him more stressed.
Slowly after slowly, he will dismantle this whole mess and everything will literally...be in the trash. With no map, and no findings...nobody would dare come in."
"Want to give the good news to Natysh?"
".........It's best we do it in the morning. Let her mourn first."
"What about you? Will you mourn?"
".....So...can I go now or do you want me to have more information first?"
"Peter, you can go.
Besides, I have a Strudel calling my name."
"If you need anything, just call.
That goes for you too, Ruby."
"I'll be fine. Heartchilds have me."
"I still think they would rather have their son knocking on the door and not you."
"....If nothing happens tomorrow, then I will get him. Until then..….he stays."
"I hope he's alright. Whatever he is doing."
"Oh. Knowing Darius, I can assure you he is."
"Are you leaving him there because you are afraid to tell him his best friend died, or...that maybe others have?"
"....I'll see you two later. And Peter, I will have your Strudel ready for you faster then a fairy can tap her wings."
"I'll get right to work now. Will make this box look so beautiful. Even you will have to compete."
"Hey."
"...I'm sure it'll be astonishing, and I'd love to compete."