-an indigo feathered Phoenix flew into the infermary and landed on the floor infront of Rhodinite and Brielle beds-

Phoenix: so... this is my grandson... and his mate...

Marco: Yes it is -sounds pissed-

Phoenix: That is no way to great someone

Marco: Its been almost 30 years Phlint

Phlint: Huh it seemed like 50

Marco: What are you doing here

Phlint: I came back to meet my grandson

Marco: Your grandson who's father your and your spouse abandoned as a child

Phlint: the law

Marco: Bullshit when me and alexia wrre dating and even got married and had a pair of twins no where did the law prohibit it

Phlint: Well I have my reasons Cousin