Waglington: It All Started With A Cloak And Some Magic.

Chapter 72: Thanksgiving Part 1

Pearl was mixing Pumpkin Cupcake mix, she was spacing out in the process.
"Uh, dear..." Ianite snapped her back into reality.
"You've been mixing that for a while now," the cupcake mix had the same condensity as water.
"Oh." Pearl blinked.
She poured the mix into the cupcake tins and threw them in the oven.
"Now that that's done," she say on the couch and dozed off.
The doorbell rang.
"I'll get it!" Wag ran over to the door, he opened it and smiled.
"Well hello Mot and Alyssa!"
"Nice meeting you two here." Phil grinned.
"It's a pleasure," Mot barely smiled.
The two walked in, more dressed up than usual.
"Was I suppose to be fancy?" Pearl asked.
"No, but I think you'll have to do better than sweatpants and a hoodie." The goddess smiled at her.
"Fuck, okay." She sprinted upstairs.
"I'll be back!"
"Don't burn my closet!"
Alyssa giggled, "nice joke."
"That wasn't a joke..." Waglington slowly shook his head.
The doorbell ran again.
Phil opened the door, he squeaked in fear and then forced a smile.
"H-Hello... Mom and Dad..."
A tall lady with platinum blonde hair and ruby eyes glared at Phil.
She was wearing a golden dress fit for a goddess and red jewelry that gleamed.
An even taller man with white hair and emerald eyes laid his hand on the lady's shoulder.
He had a grey suit with a green tie, the green tie had an emerald in the center.
Tom walked up to the parents, he sighed and bowed.
"Bon après-midi , M. et Mme Tout-Puissant."
Phil looked at him.
"How the fuck do you know fluent French?" He whispered.
"I've always known, knowing that our parents would come sooner or later."
"bon après-midi...." The lady took out a fan with red and gold flowers imprinted on them and fanned herself.
She looked at Ianite and made a noise that was kind of like a snarl.
"Why can't I be an important goddess?" She murmured and rolled her eyes.
The man lightly elbowed her.
"Don't be rude, Déité." He frowned.
"You can't tell me what to do, Dieu Roi." Déité almost yelled.
Spark overheard, his eyes went wide and he covered his mouth with one hand.
"Déité and Dieu Roi..." The two names echoed in his head, flashbacks quickly rolled into his mind.
Spark almost screamed, he walked over to Ianite and bent over.
"Please please please make it so they don't look, breathe near or hear me because those two are dangerous." He whispered.
Ianite walked over to the couple in a calm fashion.
"One of my guests are sick." She lied.
"Dear lord! Get that drastic guest away from me!" Déité yelled.
"Don't panic, it's okay. We'll escort him to a room." Tom said
The mother sighed in relief, thank you."
Phil took a deep breath, "Mom, I-"
"Shush child, mother doesn't want to deal with your shit right now." She snapped.
"Philiden~" Déité sang.
Her hair shinned, it was long and in a bun.
Phil laughed, he was only 5 years old.
He ran over to his mother.
"Is daddy coming home today?" Phil smiled.
Déité kept smiling at her son but felt grief jab at her, "Daddy is not coming back for a while, but he will one day..."
Phil's smile faded.
"He's not coming back, isn't he?"
His mother teared up, she hugged her son.
"No... But I'm in a relationship with a nice man named Dieu Roi, it's French for King God. He's a power man with lots of money, we'll be happy with him." Déité tried to make the situation better.
"But he's not daddy, no one can replace daddy."
"Oh, Philiden..."
Déité hugged Philiden.
"He's, he's in a better place now. He's happy and free."
"I want to be happy and free," Phil sniffled.
-Several Months later-
Phil and his mother walked into a huge mansion.
The 6 year old gawked.
"This is big!" He yelled.
Déité smiled, "Gods and goddesses would live in temples and palaces that were sometimes bigger than this place."
"Woah!"
The biggest place that the two lived in was a one story apartment room with one bathroom, one bedroom, one kitchen and one, small living room.
The other places were one room apartments.
A very tall man with crow black hair greeted the two.
"Hello, I'm Dieu Roi, a very wealthy, English businessman." He held out his hand and smiled.
"His smile is nothing like daddy's." Philiden thought to himself.
"I have a son who's older than yours, Tohmas come down!"
An 8 year old boy came downstairs.
He had black hair like his father's, but, kind of darker. It reminded Phil of the pitch black void.
"Your eyes are beautiful." Déité complimented.
Tohmas didn't say anything, he almost rolled his eyes but Dieu violently elbowed him in the arm.
The kid was tall, a head taller than Phil. His eyes were neon blue, they almost glowed.
"Stop staring at me." He snapped.
"I-I'm sorry sir!"
Tohmas smiled.
His father was almost bewildered, he'd never seen Tohmas smile after his mother died.
Phil almost cried.
He sucked up his emotions and ran into the other room.
Pearl came down the stairs.
She had a strapless dress that was as white as snow, diamonds sprinkled the ends of the dress.
Pearl walked down in glass heels, her hair was curled and a white bow with a diamond in the middle rested in her hair.
Waglington was walking past Pearl but stopped mid-step to look at her.
He gave a flirtatious whistle.
"Oh shut up!" Pearl jokingly yelled, she laughed and pushed Wag.
Déité raised an eyebrow.
She looked at her husband with an annoyed expression.
The doorbell rang, Ianite opened and immediately smiled.
"Hello brothers!" she grabbed both of them and noggied them.
They all laughed.
Dianite wore a dark red suit with a black tie while Mianite basically wore the same thing but with contrast colors, he wore a light blue suit with a white tie.
"Oh, they're here too..." Déité hissed.
"Be nice." Dieu Roi glared at his wife.
Mot stared at Dianite, he almost blushed.
The God grinned at him.
"S-Shut up!" Mot growled.
He looked at Alyssa, who was sitting next to him.
She grinned and wiggled her eyebrows.
"All of you should shut you mouths!" Mot blushed.
Alyssa and Dianite looked at each other, they both gave each other that smile that two immature people would give to each other after a dick joke.
"Oh my god, you two are so immature, I'm embarrassed to be the same species as you two."
"You aren't." The God and the bat-hybrid said at the same time.

Hey! Yesterday was my husband, Kaneki's birthday (Dec 20). And I'm so proud, so Alyssa got older after the last time we saw her.
My headcanon is that after the age of 12, Bat-Hybrids age twice as fast. So now Alyssa is 15, but it hasn't been a year yet. (Yeah, I know, shocking)
-Cake