━ chap 2. become a father (2) !
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LOID WALKS UP THE STEPS of his apartment complex with a sigh, hearing the taxi he rode drive away.

"those girls better not have trashed the place." he mumbles, walking inside as he puts a hand in his pocket.

when he reaches his apartment door, he sighs in annoyance. "right. i've got to move the barricade."

but before he can do so, he notices the marks on the floor. he narrows his arctic blue eyes in suspicion.

SOMEONE MOVED THE BARRICADE.

⨳ 𓏲˖ 💭 ˖ ࣪ 🥜 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

AFTER MOVING THE barricade himself, loid pops up his collars and lowers his hat. doing as much to cover his face.

he opens the door wide open, stepping inside. the room was dark and quiet.

'so i was right...'

suddenly, a guy behind the door come around and swings a metal pipe at the man. loid quickly ducks and hits the man's face with a palm strike, effectively knocking him out.

then another man, from behind the couch begins to shoot at the spy. using the grocery bag, he blocks the bullets being shot at him.

then running around the kitchen table, loid throws a tin at the man's face. causing him to drop his gun. grabbing a wooden chair, the blonde man hits the thug with it. putting him out of commission.

throwing the chair to the side, loid looks around at the two guys he just beat. "who the hell are these guys?"

his blue eyes then catch something on the floor, in the corner of the room.

SPLATTERS OF BLOOD.

seeing it, the spy begins to panic as he starts to go through the rooms. looking for two specific girls.

"ANYA!? [Y/N]?!"

he opens the door to his room, finding it trashed and he sees the pink haired girl's favorite stuffed animal on the floor.

'both of them have been kidnapped?' he thinks, furrowing his eyebrows. 'then, the blood on the floor must of be [y/n]'s, meaning she put up a fight.'

he glances back to the unconscious man that was on the floor. 'but why?'

he looks back inside the room, his gaze downward.

'i have to find them before—'

loid pauses for a moment, calming himself down and thinking rationally. 'no, from the looks of it, i've been compromised. i need to get myself to safety first.'

'as for those two... well, there's no shortage of kids out there.' he thinks as he goes to pick up the small stuffed animal.

what loid didn't notice was that one of the thugs he knocked out, regained consciousness.

he was looming over the spy with his metal pipe, hoping to strike him down while his back was turned.

'i'll start over from square one—'

THUD!

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IN AN ABANDONED supermarket...

"so who the hell is this kid? " a rough and deep voice questions. "don't tell me she's twilight's..."

anya was sitting in a small shopping cart, tied up by rope and tape over her mouth. tears pricked her eyes as she held back her whimpers.

"no idea." a thug replies, guarding the small girl. "she was in the room where the message came from. so we snatched her just in case."

'because of the transmission?!' anya guesses in panic, still scared out of her mind.

"she was holed up inside the apartment with a barricade out front." he keeps explaining to his boss.

"why out front?"

"beats me."

the man with a scruffy beard only glances at the girl, narrowing his eyes. "well no matter, we might be able to use her as hostage—"

"TOUCH ONE HAIR ON HER HEAD AND I'LL CUT YOUR HANDS OFF AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT!"

a voice roars as the shaking of shackles echoes inside the empty building.

most of the thugs held their laughs in, watching as [y/n] struggled against the ropes around her body and the cuffs around her wrists.

she was on the floor, failing to get up. her [h/c] hair was a mess, dried up blood dripped from her nose and there was a bullet cut against her cheek.

"now, you..." the man with the bread bends down to her, smirking. "you actually just might be twilight's kid."

"i'm nobody's kid, gramps." [y/n] retorts as she shoots a glare at him. "listen, i don't know who the fuck you're looking for, but it's got nothing to do with us."

"ooh~ she's fouled mouthed."

"now that i look at her... she could sell for
a good price."

'pervy bastards... it's my fault we're in this mess, i didn't think they'd go looking for anya.' the teen thinks, struggling again.

her [e/c] eyes glance at the crying girl. the two make eye contact and more tears fall from her round green eyes.

'damnit, i need to figure out a way to get
out. or at least have anya escape.'

she looks up again, watching the boss talk among his employees. then, [y/n] reads the boss's mind and her eyes widen in horror.

"ANYA CLOSE YOUR EYES!"

before the young girl could even do what her big sister told her to do. the bearded boss shoots one of his men with a silenced pistol, right in front of anya.

anya could only shake in fear along with the other thugs who seemed just as scared to go against their boss.

'a pistol with a silencer...'

"YOU BASTARD!" [y/n] growls only earning herself a kick to the face by a thug, trying to shut her up.

anya whimpers, more tears flowing down her cheeks. 'big sister is getting hurt!'

the pink haired girl could only look  back at the boss as he lights a cigarette for himself to smoke.

'HE'S A REAL LIFE BAD GUY!'

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A LITTLE LATER...

"boss! nguyen and his guys are back from the apartment!" a thug informs as he stood by a nearby window.

[y/n] deadpans and sweats, eyebrow twitching. 'you mean to tell me the old man got—'

the teen thought process halts when a familiar voice enters her head and her breathe hitches, [e/c] eyes widening.

why did she suddenly feel so relieved?

why did her anxiety disappear an instant?

she couldn't explain if she wanted to but, why did the mere voice of a certain person bring her so much comfort?

'finally, the girls should be here!'

though [y/n] couldn't figure out why there was a sense of relief the voice brought her, she was certain of one thing.

LOID CAME TO FIND THEM.

in only a few moments, nguyen dressed as loid was thrown onto the ground with a paper bag over his head. by the same spy who he was impersonating, who was also in disguise.

"we've captured him."

"well done."

'nguyen' clutches go throat in pain, staggering back. "those weren't moves of an amateur. he's the real deal."

"go rest over there." his friend suggests, turning back to the body on the floor.

once everyone's backs were turned, [y/n] watches as 'nguyen' immediately went for anya and began to untie her.

his eyes glance at the teen who only gestured to escape, taking priority in anya first.

"now then, twilight..." the boss states, crouching down to the flailing man. "let's have you return the photographs you stole from me."

the disused man was hesitant about the girl's safety. but she assured him that she'll be fine. deciding not to question it, he nods. swiftly escaping with the pink haired girl in his arms.

'good, i can go all out here. if any one of them escapes, the old man can take care of them.' the [h/c] haired girl thinks, slowly sitting up, the ropes coming undone.

at the same time, the boss takes off the paper bag only to find his real henchman to be under it.

"nguyen?!"

"what's going on he was just—"

"the kid's gone too!"

before anyone could make a move, a venomous voice stops their movement.

"YOU BASTARDS AREN'T GOING ANYWHERE.
NOT ON MY WATCH."

[y/n] slowly staggers up, her bangs overshadowing her eyes. though she's escaped the ropes, she's still handcuffed.

"so, you are with twilight." the boss grumbles, walking over to the teen, getting in her face. "how about we make a deal brat—"

the man didn't even get to finish his sentence before he receives a powerful knee to the gut. the hit sends him stumbling back to the ground, groaning in pain.

"BOSS!" some of the thugs shout after him before they all turn to the girl in shock. they could feel the intimidating aura she gave off.

"you don't get it, do you?"

with, pure and enhanced strength. [y/n] breaks free from the handcuffs, ripping the chain apart.

she straightens her posture as she lays a hand at the base of her neck, stretching it. a deadly glare forming on her face.

"NONE OF YOU ARE GETTING OUT OF HERE ALIVE."

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LOID IN DISGUISE closes the huge door behind him, anya in his arms has he makes his quick getaway.

'this was a mistake.' he thinks, gritting his teeth in frustration. 'i risked everything by waltzing right into enemy territory. i ended up even leaving [y/n] behind to fed for herself! i'm failure as a spy.'

anya looks up at the man thats holding her, she recognizes the voice inside her head, knowing exactly who it was behind the disguise.

she clutches onto his shirt, tears pricking her eyes, utterly relived it was her father that saved her and her sister.

'papa...'

not being able to hold it in anymore, anya bursts into tears. "pabwaaaaaah!"

"oi, look you're okay. i won't do anything!" loid assures the girl, surprised that she was crying all of the sudden. "don't worry, i'll be getting your big sister back!"

but the pink haired girl couldn't even respond, all she let out was sobbing gibberish. she then begins stuff her face into his chest, wetting a bit of his shirt.

'this is exactly why i don't like kids.' loid thinks, grumbling in annoyance.

though he thinks that, he can't help but to put his other hand on her back, to comfort the crying girl.

then it hits him.

'i see...' he admits, putting his gaze forward. 'i think i figured out why i hate the sound of kids crying so much.'

the sound of a crying child only brought memories of twilight's childhood. where no reached out their hand to save him.

barely a six or so, when the war between the west and east began, he'd lost everything dear to him in such a short amount of time.

where he felt alone, in despair, and so powerless
that all he could do was cry.

then, there was [y/n]. when twilight looked at the teen, oddly enough, he could only see himself when he was her age.

fighting to survive.

fighting to live another second.

fighting to at least keep someone safe.

'i thought i'd abandoned that past, but on a subconscious level, they reminded me of me...' he thinks, finally finding an exit.

'no, actually...'

loid finally reached outside the abandoned building, in this distance he can hear train go by. he gently puts anya done and crouches down to her height. then he takes out a pen and paper.

"listen up, little girl."

"anya."

"listen up, anya." he corrects himself, writing something down. "me and my friends are pro tag players."

he glances at the girl for a moment. "whenever we spot someone with potential, we immediately challenge them to a game."

'papa is a liar. even big sister
can come up with better.'

"now listen," he repeats, gestures with his pen he points out directions. "if you go straight down this street and turn right. you'll find a police station."

the disguised man goes back to look at the girl, handing her a piece of paper. "if you can get this to a police officer, you win the game, got it?"

'if you show them this, they'll put you and your sister in a better orphanage...' loid thinks, furrowing his eyebrows. 'i'm not going to involve kids in this mission.'

hearing his thoughts causes anya to gasp in fear, eyes widening as she looks up at him.

'i'll figure something out and
rework the plan.'

he stands up point down the street. "all right, go! hurry!"

having no choice but to listen to him, anya runs in the direction he's pointing to.

'i'm a failure as a spy, no.' he thinks, watching the girl run down the street before turning his back on her.

'my mistake was putting those girls in
danger to begin with.'

he reached for his face as he begins to walk back inside the abandoned building.

'how could i forget.'

swiftly, anya takes a moment to look back at the man as he takes off his mask, revealing his mop of familiar blonde hair.

'TO CREATE A WORLD WHERE CHILDREN DON'T HAVE TO CRY NOR FIGHT TOOTH AND NAIL TO SURVIVE...'

anya could only stare at him awe, eyes wide and mouth agape as she reads his mind. to her, loid or twilight was just as cool and amazing as her big sister.

'THAT IS WHY I BECAME A SPY.'

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MEANWHILE...

[y/n] ducks under a thug's punch. following with an uppercut right to his face, knocking him out.

another one comes up from behind her, but she barely looks as she merely just hits his face with the back of her fist.

then, three more guys run towards the girl, surrounding her in hopes to out number her.

in perfect harmony and succession. she palm strikes one in the chest, elbowing another one in the throat and finally, kicking the last one in the stomach.

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bodies of men laid were on the ground, whimpering in pain. [y/n] only scoffs, seeing one trying to get up. so, she kicks him in the face as pay back for the hit she took earlier.

"is this all you bastards got?" she asks, mockingly as she gestures to the bodies. "i've fought kids better than you lot."

'teenagers scare the shit outta me...' one thug thinks with a sweat.

the boss of the group could only grumble in annoyance, it was already embarrassing to be outwitted by the twilight.

but to be humiliated by a mere teenage girl?
it was the final straw for the man.

[y/n] eyes narrow as she uses she uses her telepathy to see if loid escaped with anya. it was at this point, she was only merely buying time for the spy.

'should.... enough... to stop...'

'he's barely in my range. but, from what i can tell, the old man has plan up his sleeve.' she thinks, looking around as even more guys surround her. 'good, i can leave the rest to him. i'll just go join anya.'

her [e/c] eyes glance at the nearby window and she blinks, and a somewhat dangerous idea pops in her head.

the drop couldn't be that bad, right?

"well, there's only one way to find out." she mumbles with a huff. the teen looks back at the group, her stance suddenly becoming normal, confusing the men.

after a moment of staring and awkward silence. [y/n] bolts off towards the window, jumping out of it.

"SEE YA NEVER, LOSERS!"

"OI WAIT?!"

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[Y/N] DROPS DOWN from the three story window, landing safely on her feet and immediately hides as not to get caught by them.

she can hear yelling above her, but their voices begin to fade away until they completely disappear.

'they must be taking the stairs.' she concludes, sighing in relief

then, [y/n] gives the area a look around, deeming it safe, the girl begins to search for her baby sister.

but she didn't have to look to far.

nearing the entrance of the abandoned supermarket and a bit further. the teen finds a cute little pink haired girl be entertained by the ants on the ground.

"anya!" [y/n] calls to the girl, a soft smile forming on her face.

the pink haired jumps at the call of her name. she looks up to see her big sister, gasping in surprise.

"[n/n]!" she shouts, grinning as she runs up to her. "you're back!"

the teen laughs as she kneels down and opens her arms for the girl to jump into. which she gladly does so, relishing in her big sister's comforting warmth.

[y/n] wraps her arms around her small body and kisses her forehead. "thank god you're safe."

anya snuggles her face into her grey shirt, before looking up at her big sister.

"i knew you'd come back."

"of course peaches, i always do."

the [h/c] haired girl gets up from the pavement, still holding her sister in her arms. when suddenly, the stress of today's events come crashing down onto the teen causing her to sigh in annoyance.

"god, i need a nap." [y/n] mumbles with a deadpan and sulking, clearly tired from today.

her mood makes anya giggle, finding it funny seeing her big sister so tired.

"[Y/N]? ANYA?"

a familiar voice calls, the oldest turns around with a smug look on her face.

"well, what a coincidence old man." the teen teases, bending down and letting the young girl down so she can run to the spy.

"papa!" she cries, running to him and hugging his leg. while the oldest only walks over to him, hands shoved into her jean pockets.

loid begins to look between the two in shock. "what are you— i mean, what are you two doing outside the house?"

"she begged me." [y/n] lies, pointing at her sister. "she got bored so we decided to go for a walk."

"then how did you—"

"don't ask for the specifics."

the blonde man could only sigh at the web of lies but ignores it, knowing everything turned alright out in the end.

"i, uh, just happened to come by here to shop, but i guess it went out of business." loid stammers out, pointing to the abandoned building behind him.

'papa is a huge liar.'

anya looks up at him, while still hugging his leg. "i was playing tag with some old guys."

"oh, i see." he replies with a sweat. "did you have fun, at least?"

loid watches the small girl snuggled her face into his pant leg, holding it tightly. "it was a little scary, but big sister protected me."

"i wanna go home. to our home papa."

the pink haired girl's words catch him by surprise, his clear blue eyes widening. before he softens them, almost sorrowfully.

"are you sure?" he mumbles, wondering himself if he wanted her to stay. or if they wanted to stay with him.

"if you leave me behind, i'm going to cry." the girl mumbles who sounded to be on the verge of bursting into tears.

then, his eyes look at the teen who only adverted her gaze away from him, rubbing the back of her neck nervously.

'out of all the times anya has been adopted, [y/n] has been always left behind...' the spy thinks, still looking between the too.

until someone does the unexpected.

he feels a slight tug at the hem of his shirt. upon seeing a familiar bandaged hand, his eyes widened, again.

loid looks at [y/n], who doesn't meet his eyes, as if she were embarrassed. she feels the heat rush to her cheeks and furrows her eyebrows.

"I WANNA GO HOME TOO... DAD."

the blonde spy only blinks in shock at the sudden change in title. he doesn't know exactly why, but hearing the teen call him dad... it made him a bit happy.

then, with a sigh and a slight smile, loid puts both hands on top of their heads. causing the sisters to look up at him in surprise.

"WELL, LET'S GO HOME THEN, GIRLS."

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CATCHING A NEARBY cable car, the family of three all ride back home.

"but that apartment is far too dangerous, so let's move." loid mentions to the girls. "i spotted a poisonous snake there yesterday."

[y/n] shrugs her shoulders. "find by me, i didn't like the place anyway."

"i don't like snakes." anya adds as she sits by the window before peering out of it.

'papa is a huge liar... but he's such a cool lair. just like big sister!' she thinks looking at her father, smiling brightly.

"i wanna live in castle."

"we'll see if one's listed."

then, loid's blue arctic eyes catch [y/n] fiddling with her bandages. he noticed they were worn out and dirty, practically torn apart.

'ah shit... and i ran out my supply just yesterday.' she makes a annoyed expression, before feeling a hand on her head.

her [e/c] eyes look up to her father's as he softly ruffled her disheveled [h/c] hair, "i'll buy you some more for you to keep. they're just bandages, right? it wouldn't cost much."

[y/n] blinks in shock, noticing something odd. usually, she'd feel repulsed by people touching her casually other than anya.

but with loid, it was warm.

to which only added to her doubts, of course, being a telepath and all. it was natural for her to hear someone's real intentions.

she's use to the ugly stares and the whispering behind her back. she's heard every insult in the book. people aren't that very creative, to say the least.

but for once and maybe just this once, [y/n] wanted to believe his kindness. to relish in this warmth she's feeling.

"...thank you, i appreciate it."

"while we're on the subject. what else
do you want?"

now, it was time for the teen to be confused, she raised an eyebrow at the man. 'huh? the hell is he talking about?'

"you never ask anything for yourself, not once." the blonde points out, noticing her expression as he lowers his hand from her head. "you know, it's okay to be selfish once in a while, [y/n]."

the girl purses her lips, listening to his reasoning. before, she didn't have time to be selfish. everything she's done had been for the sake of anya.

but things were gonna be different now.
so, it wouldn't hurt to ask, right?

she scratches her cheek, adverting her gaze, finding the floor of the cable car more interesting. "...well for starters, i want my own room."

"you were already gonna get that." he teases her, a snicker falling from his lips causing the girl to glare playfully at him.

"and, i want a skateboard! and
one of those portable music players!"

"you mean a walkmen?"

the girl nods, a small smile forming on her face. "yeah, when i use to do a bunch of odd jobs, i'd see kids my age walking around with them!"

he chuckles at her excitement over a small and simple item, ruffling her hair again. "sure, once we find a new place, i'll get you those things."

the stars in her [e/c] eyes grow a bit brighter at his answer, not being able to hide her impatience and excitement. seeing this new side of [y/n] had loid grinning, reminding him of a distant memory of when he was young.

'it's nice to see her at least pleased, she usually only had that gloomy look on her face...' he thinks, satisfied with the expression that paints his oldest daughter's face as he retracts his hand from her head.

"once we get to our new home, you two need to study for your entrance exams." loid then mentions, causing noises if displeasure from the two girls.

"that's lame."

"bleh! no way!"

the man could only roll his eyes at their reactions. "this time, you'll only need to memorize all the answers. it'll be easy."

"i think i'll be fine, old man." [y/n] mumbles leaning back her in seat. she enjoys the cool breeze through the open window on the left of her.

then her relaxed expression suddenly turns confused, realizing something. 'wait a fucking minute, where the hell to he get the answers to the test!?'

rather than rack her brain for such an answer, the teen shakes her head and goes back to enjoying the peaceful moment.

her eyes look out the window, watching as people, cars and maybe even animals roam the streets.

'I GUESS I'LL BE LIVING A SORTA
NORMAL LIFE NOW...'

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THE DAY OF the entrance exams...

[y/n] sits an a highschool gymnasium, desks and seats were lined up perfectly. each one from an equal distance from each other.

the teen slouches in her seat, somewhat over being inside the school building on where she will be attending her 1st year of high school, whitewater high.

it was well funded public high school, unlike most. it's known to be the more common choice after eden college.

the reason why she was going to a different school entirely than her baby sister, it was so that she can meet the secret son of their father's target.

'dad did say that he hasn't found out his identity yet or what he looks like.' she reminds herself, tapping her pencil against her desk. 'so finding out who he is will be my primary job.'

she lays her cheek against her knuckle, sighing. 'i hope the rascal is doing okay. she's was practically shaking out of nervousness when we left the house.'

unwillingly, the girl feels the obvious stares, knowing exactly what they were for. she could only roll her eyes and keeps facing forward.

'have they not seen bandages before?' she ponders, leaning back in her seat. 'it's not that abnormal, is it?'

finally, a test booklet is handed to her on the desk. [y/n] fixes her posture, reading herself for the exam.

though she wasn't nervous, being a special type of human had its perks. stuff like this came naturally for her, she could probably ace the exam for eden if she wanted to.

'i rather not, schools like that aren't my type of thing.' she thinks, taking a quick peek inside the booklet. 'and i don't wanna draw too much attention to myself.'

"ALRIGHT, YOU MAY BEGIN."

instantly, [y/n] fully opens the thin test book, her pencil ready. she makes a face at reading the first question. she then, reads the other questions on the same page and a smirk plays on her lips.

'WELL DAMN, THIS IS EASIER THAN I THOUGHT.'

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LATER THAT DAY...

"hey watch where your going kid!" someone shouts after almost being run over by a girl on a skateboard.

[y/n] only gives the person a casual back wave as she tries to reach her destination faster, there was an bright expression on her face, stars in her pretty [e/c] eyes.

in the distance, she's sees a familiar mop of pink hair being carried by a familiar man and she tries to get to them faster than she could possibly at the moment.

"DAD! ANYA!"

the two turn at the voice and when they do, smiles paint their faces. anya waves her arms, laughing happily. while loid looked very pleased at the moment.

but their smiles wavered when they see [y/n] wasn't stopping her speed.

"wa-wait! [y/n] slow down!—"

but the girl didn't listen, she only jumped forward to her new little family. spreading her arms out towards them as they all tumbled to pavement ground.

no one was hurt, but they were all wincing in pain from the harsh fall. loid only looked at his daughter with a glare.

"don't make me regret buying that—"

"i passed!"

her words make him stop, blinking in shock. "wait, huh? you passed?"

the teen only nods frantically as the family sit up on the ground. [y/n] pockets her graded answer sheet and letter of acceptance and hands it to loid.

the blonde spy unfolds the papers he was given and reads them. slowly but surely, a wide grin forms on his face.

he suddenly laughs out of happiness before turning back to [y/n] and ruffling her messy [h/c] hair.

his praiseful action makes the girl sheepishly look away and her face heat up from embarrassment.

"[y/n], you did an amazing!"

"hurray! big sister passed too!"

the teen's attention was grabbed by her baby sister's words and a shock expression paints her face.

"wait you passed peaches?" she asks, mouth slightly agape.

anya hold nods frantically, her small hands forming into fists out excitement. then, [y/n] pulls the girl into a hug, jumping up from ground and into the air.

"that's my girl!" she cheers, throwing the girl in the air and making her land right back in her arms.

the pink haired girl couldn't even respond as she was squealing in joy at being gently tossed into the air by her big sister.

loid could only watch them with grin, dusting himself as he gets up from the ground, 'all things considered. things are going swimmingly.'

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A FEW DAYS later at the new apartment...

"my papa is dead." anya mumbles with sad tone.

[y/n] only rolls her eyes and lightly bonks her head. "oi, don't go saying he's dead."

the two sisters watch their father sleep soundly on couch, soft snores escaping his mouth

then suddenly, someone knocks on the front door. alerting the sisters.

"SPECIAL DELIVERY!"

[y/n] being the oldest, goes to answer it. opening the door to find the mailman, holding out a letter.

"is this the forger household?" he asks with a kind smile.

the teen nods, her face blank. "yeah, you came to the right place."

then, the mailman hands her the letter. "this is addressed to loid forger, i hope you have a nice day!"

"thank you."

the [h/c] haired teen waves goodbye before closing the door and waking back to her sister and her father.

she sighs, crouching down in front of loid. "oi, old man. you got letter."

she light pokes his cheek but he doesn't respond to it. indicating he truly was sleeping without a care in the world.

'damn, he must be a
heavy sleeper for a spy.'

then, suddenly, anya climbs onto the couch, lifting his arm to snuggle up next to her father.

[y/n] could see the cute closed eyed smile that formed on her face, blush dusting her cheeks.

'ah, hell... why not?'

deciding to join them, the teen slightly moves loid's other arm so she can rest her head there. she flutters eyes close for a moment, enjoying this peaceful silence.

"WHAAG?!"

loid jumps up from his position, genuinely scared. causing both girls to forcefully be thrown off the couch.

"what the—?! are you two trying to give
a heart attack?!"

"no, we wanted a peaceful
domesticated moment, old man."

the blonde man glares at his eldest daughter who only stuck her tongue out in retaliation.

"anyways old man, you got mail." she adds, handing him the letter.

the man raises a brow, "mail? must be from eden academy. then."

loid rips open the envelope and begins reading the letter before visible freezing. [y/n] notices this and furrows her eyebrows, wondering what was wrong.

"dad, you okay?" she asks, clearly worried as she goes to sit next to him.

anya climbs on his other side, peeking at the letter. "what is it, papa?"

then, the man begins reading out the letter, "the second phase of the admission process. a mandatory family interview."

'oh fuck, that's bad.'

"both parents and one sibling, if any, must attend with the applicant. absolutely no exceptions." he finishes with a huff and eyes narrowed.

it takes anya a moment to process his words before a shocked expression appears on her face.

"BUT... MAMA DOESN'T EXIST."

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