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"Quackity your kid on multiple occasions has said that they don't think your a good dad!" Jaiden exclaims while Roier yells in the background.
Quackity's face twist up in rage before yelling "Fine if you're so sure why don't we let them pick!" His voice bouncing off the semi enclosed spaced "Tilin who do you want to stay with, hmm?"
After the question the silence in the room is tense, tiling stands in a corner looking at Quackity and Jaiden, Their Wings fluffed, glaring at each other.
Finally the sound of Tilin's pencil scratching on paper breaks up the silence. Their scaled hands shook with little tremor.
The display made Jaidens heart, why would anyone put this stress on a child.
She was trying to ease the child's stress before but now there is nothing she could do but glare at Quackity.
After a few seconds the scratching of the pencil stopped, the room somehow more tense then it already was before. Roier held his breath waiting for the chaos to unfold.
Tilin's shaky hands turn the sign around and the worlds presented on the page read "Jaiden".
The reaction was instant, Quackity bolted up from his chair and started swearing in spanish "¡Jodido Traidor, cómo pudiste hacer esto! ¡Te crié, siempre estuve allí cuando tu padre no estaba!"
Roier stood in front of Tilin with firm resolve on his face "Hicieron su elección, vivir con ella."
Jaiden finally clamoring out of the chair she was sitting with wings fully extended, the chair falling backwards.
"Quackity stop you're going to scare Tilin!" Jaiden yelled walking up to quackity.
Quackity turned to face Jaiden "You steal my kid away from me and you want me to stop tú cabrón!"
Quackity stop around the table and get face to face with Jaiden "Get the fuck out of my bar and take that ungrateful Tratior with you." He says with icy rage in his voice.
Roier walks along the wall Keeping Tilin behind him, till they reach the stairs on the open side if bar.
Jaiden breaks eye contact and starts to follow, when there are just out sign she lets out a quiet sigh.
Tilin stops and a sign that faces the bar. The sign reads "no eres mal papá, te amo" Before continuing down the stairs.
The walk back to Roier's house was silent. Both parents trying to comprehend what they had just done.
"How are we going to explain this to Bobby?" Jaiden asks, still looking forward, the sunrise starting to caress the horizon.
"Uhhh, I don't know." Roier sighs deeply "I am sure Bobby will understand." Roier lift his head, determination burning in his eyes.
"TILIN LOOK, iES NUESTRA CASA!" Roier grabs Tilin hand to the top hill. Roier and Tilin sat down as Jaiden reaches the top, Roier's therapy office is visible off to the side. The house looked small when compared to the castle behind it.
Bobby comes shooting out of the house, a small blotch of red paint on his shell. "BOBBY!" Jaiden yelled, making a 'come here motion' with her hands.
In a white and blue blur Bobby runs over and dives into his mother's arms.
"Bobby, I need you to listen for a moment," Jaiden trusts to not let the Hesitation show on her face "So, uhhh Quackity has given us the privilege of raising Tilin." She was trying to lay it on thin but it still felt heavy.
Tillin holds a "Hello" sign while looking at Bobby.
"Roier, could you help me here?" Jaiden looks desperately into his eyes. "Sure!" Roier gives a quick smile.
"Uncle Quackity, is absent a lot so we are having an extended sleep over!" His voice stutter a little at start, but it's otherwise smooth and upbeat.
Bobby start jumping up and down. "I think he's okay with it." Roier whispers to Jaiden.