When noon struck, the Blight's apartment was shrouded in silence. The twins were in Brightmoon, entertaining a group of children by bringing characters from a book to life. Kipo was also there, participating in a dodge ball match where she, Worlf and Frosta dominated all the other players. There was only DT left in the appartment.

The metamorph was lying on the couch with closed eyes, while humming the music their headphones carried to their ears. It was a very important music for them. A music they and Hugo had composed in the basement to brighten up their days. By that time, Edric had shown them applications for instrument simulation and recording. He was simply looking for a way to offer them entertainment, but the result had exceeded all his expectations.

Hugo had created a charming melody with a piano the size of the phone. DT had composed lyrics combining as much hope for the future as anger towards their mothers. The recording had traveled a lot from the phone in the basement to the laptop in the twins' room. The latters added small sequences of other instruments, like trumpet, to complete the jazzy tune. Soon the recording had turned into a great song. It was a fact that DT was an incredible singer and Hugo, who had never touched a real panio, mastered all the notes that his application could produce. Even the small voice of an 8 year old Kipo singing in the background was a feast for the ears.

However, the twins had never put this music online. They were well aware of what this song meant to the Weaver children. It was the expression of their suffering and their hopes. This melody belonged them and them only...

And today they were finally free! DT had spent an entire hour on that couch listening to this music. It was their way of celebrating their victory over their mothers, their middle finger to these despicable women! And they savored every second second of it.

Suddenly, the metamorph felt someone tap them on the shoulder and jumped open their eyes. It was Hugo! The terrian who had been injured during their escape and had spent two days unconscious was finally awake!

Instantly, DT took off their headphones and sat down to make room for their brother. The monkey also sat down.

"Guess we're at the twins' home?" he said quietly. "How long have I slept?"

"Two days."

"Could have been worse. Where is Kipo?"

"She's at camp with the twins."

"WHAT!?"

DT was particularly shocked by the change in tone of their brother. All calm had left the primate's face as he gripped the changeling's shoulders.

"You're kidding!? Why did you let her out !?"

Hugo's aggressive tone was more powerful than the surprise and DT quickly came to their senses to extricate themselves from their brother's hold.

"Why should I not!? We have always dreamed of freedom! Now that we have it, you'd want me to lock her here instead!?"

Where DT's voice held anger, Hugo's face was more annoyed than anything else.

"You don't understand" growled the monkey. "The plan was to go somewhere our mothers wouldn't look for us. But instead, the police followed us here! Do you think they're not going to tell them they've found the car? We have to hide until we are sure that they given up!"

DT couldn't think of anything to say to that. And that's what hurt them the most. Hugo was absolutely right. They had let themselves be carried away by the joy of being finally out of this basement and had shown themselves to the world too soon. Now several children and a few adults had seen them. They had put Kipo in danger!

But it wasn't the worst. If DT wanted to protect their family, they were going to have to keep quiet for a while. But they had well seen how much fun their sister had at camp. They couldn't even imagine how she would feel when they told her that she couldn't go back... The changeling hugged their head in their hands. They were the worst sibling ever! They had given their sister the most beautiful of gifts only to take it back the next day!

Hugo's hand on their shoulder managed to get them out of this trans, but not to chase away their anxieties.

"Don't worry" Hugo said calmly. "We won't have to stay like this forever. But we're going to have to be careful if we want to stay free."

These words were fully sensed, but they didn't make the truth any less cruel. So Hugo lightly squeezed his sibling's shoulder before taking on a reassuring voice.

"It will be fine. We beared 18 years in a basement with two monsters. We can last a few months with the twins."

Those words drew a smile from the metamorph, who nodded in agreement. Hugo was absolutely right from start to finish. Kipo would obviously be devastated at first, but it was for her own good. And when she could finally enjoy the outside world safely, her sweet smile would return.

"By the way" DT giggled. "Catra lives in this town."