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Reunion

   Geno's POV! Pre PTA Disaster. Hannyk207 Thx for the idea ;)

   "Goodnight cupcake." I hummed and pressed a soft kiss to Morang's head. She was 8 years old and tucked into bed.
  
   "Goodnight daddy..." her voice trailed off as she rolled over.

   "Night squirt." Reaper ruffled her hair and went to head out.

   I flicked the light off and closed the door. "What time is it?"

   "Only 9." He sighed and rubbed at his eyes. "And I'm exhausted."

   "Me too. Ill make some tea and we can watch Coco," I pressed a kiss to his cheek and headed toward the kitchen.

   "Im starting the movie without you," Reaper called from the living room.

   "That's okay! I've seen it like a hundred times." When you're a babysitter you get used to Disney movies.

   I just put the tea bags in the cups when the doorbell rang. I huffed. Who in the world could that be? "I've got it!" I called.

   I opened the door with a sigh. "Hel-lo?" I didn't recognize the skeleton at the door at all. He was tall. As tall as Fresh and maybe taller.

   "I uhm. Is Reaper here..?" The man asked a bit too loud. He clearly was TRYING to be quiet but his voice didn't allow it.

   I hummed my face scrunching. I could hear the music at the beginning of the movie. "Reaper. Come here."

   The man fiddled with his hands nervously. He was making me anxious. What is this about?

   Reaper groaned from the living room. I heard the music switch off. Footsteps followed and Reaper soon appeared around the corner.

   "What is it–" He trailed off his sockets widening. He froze to the spot and went stiff. So...He does know this skeleton.

   I felt the air crackle with tension. I was so confused. What is happening here?

   "Grim. . ." Reaper stepped back.

   'Grim' gave a short crooked smile. "H-hi Reaper."

   "But you were... She took you with her. You were just a kid." Reaper stepped back again.

   "I uh... I've been looking for you..." Grim shuffled nervously.

   Wait. His name is Grim. 'She.' Who is she? Their... mother? Oh. My socket widened at the realization.

   Reaper stiffened and turned away. He didn't say anything as he retreated into the house.

   I shuffled my feet. "I'll go talk to him. Come back... later." I muttered.

   Grim gave a sad nod and turned away. I shut the door behind him. The house was dead quiet. It was a strange occurrence with an 8 year old and a man child for a husband.

   I flicked the light on in our room. Reaper was curled up against the wall. My gaze softened. "Reaper..." I kneeled beside him.

   "Why did she take him with her... why didn't she take me..?" He whispered not moving.

   "Oh Reaps..." I whispered and touched his shoulder. I pulled him close.

   He buried his face in my shirt. "Was I not good enough...?"

   I rubbed his back gently. If my shirt got wet. . .I didn't blame him.