44 - Weapons

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"Dad!" Several voices yelled out.

Okay. Usually, if there was a shout at two in the morning, I would teleport instantly to the location of the shout, but four people yelling my name at the same time from different locations didn't exactly help. In light of that, I teleported to my second youngest son's room, since I hadn't heard Error's voice. Upon my arrival in Cross's room, I found my second youngest son sitting on his bed, holding..something. I approached him, wondering what it was.

"What happened?" I inquired, hoping that nothing had gone wrong in the middle of the night.

"Th-the multiverse.." Cross hesitantly replied; I honestly wished the multiverse would pick better times for these things.

"Yes? What happened with the multiverse?"

"It..m-magic..."

"Take your time." I sat down next to my son, getting a better look at the..weapon that lay in his hands.

"Gave...th-this.."

"The multiverse gave you this?"

"Y-yes.." 

"What is it for?"

"Battles..and emotional work.."

"I see. Do you know what it does?"

"Y-yes..I think."

"All right. Well, it's a bit too late to train..how about you go back to sleep, and I'll go make sure your older brothers are all right?"

"O-okay.."

"Good night, Cross."

"G-good night, Dad."

The rest of the conversations with my sons were similar. It seemed that the multiverse had gifted each of my older sons with a weapon, one which would assist in their duties. After sending my sons to bed, I decided to get some sleep myself, but I had to do something very important, first.

"Come on, pick up.." I muttered, using a payphone in a nearby universe; it helped that this one wasn't see-through.

"Hello, you've reached Tina's Turnips!" A voice that obviously belonged to a certain blueberry greeted me. 

"I need help."

"Hm..one turnip or two? Perhaps you'd like some seeds? We have a special on those all week!"

"..." I sighed. "Are you free tomorrow?"

"You could at least play along!" The blueberry pouted on the other end of the line.

"Sorry, but it's two-thirty in the morning, and I'm just not up to it." 

"Fair enough, what can I do ya for?"

"How many types of weaponry can you use?"

"All of the above, why?"

"One Mister MV has decided to drop a few off for my boys, and I have no idea what to do with them."

"Hm..that's an odd case. I'll look through my files and see what I can do."

"How much will this be?"

"My regular rate."

"All right. I'll see you tomorrow?" 

"Sure thing!"

"Thank you."

With that, I returned to my home, climbed into bed, and finally decided to get some much-needed sleep. My rest was peaceful, and when I woke, I felt well-rested..and five boys were sitting next to my bed, waiting for me to wake up..had I slept in?

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