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Today was not the best day for the Tres Horny Boys. They had to deal with the shit storm that was Wonderland, almost died several times, lost a few abilities, and now two of them were plotting the murder of a certain corrupted man to avenge Julia, since those asshole liches stole the memory of that from the third. The Bureau of Balance was silent when they returned. No one was there to greet them, which suited the boys fine.
They didn't expect much when they got back. It was close to three AM when they finally landed. The walk down the halls was quiet, as if magic had been used in a way to make things more tranquil. All of that ended once they entered the director's office.
No one could have expected the shit storm that they walked into once they entered Lucretia’s office. She looked disappointed and sad.
“Oh, boys, I wasn't aware that you three were returning so soon. I will be with you in just a moment. I need to deal with Angus first.”
The THB’s hadn't even noticed the small detective, surprised yet not at all surprised to see the kid crying. What was a surprise was how the kid was still awake this late at night.
“W-wait wait wait! I-I didn't do anything bad, though. I-I-I just wanted to know if you knew why I was collecting silverware! I know it was important but I honestly can't remember, and I wanted to know if it had to do with the void fish!”
“I'm sorry, Angus, but the fact that you, nor anyone else, can remember means that you're a potential security risk and a thre-” The Director didn't get to finish her remark, Magnus picking up the kid like he was a paper weight right out of his chair.
“What. The fuck. The kid can’t even cast a proper mage hand yet and you want to lock him up? Listen to what you're saying for a moment.” Taako was not having a good day. They just got back from Wonderland, still hurt and tired as all fuck, and now, for some damn reason, The Director wanted to put a child in jail. She wanted to put Angus in jail. He was three seconds away from just magically incinerating this entire emotional bullshit fun fest of exhaustion. "You want to lock up a child. A child. Is this the level of bullshit we've sunken too? Because if so, I want to know where the hell to go where we don't send kids to prison for being awake past their bedtimes."
Magnus had already handed Angus to Taako. He wasn't about to deal with whatever hell Taako would create if he didn't know the kid was safe, and if that meant feeding his friend’s ego a bit, then it was a win win. But if he had to restrain Taako, that would be a losing battle.
Taako carefully shifted Angus slightly, holding him a bit closer to himself and closer to his hip, as if that would protect the kid more from The Director's words. He was not having anybody's bullshit today; he was tired, and cold, and he felt nasty, and then The Director pulls this shit. Angus was tearing up, clinging to Taako as if he was scared the wizard would suddenly disappear.
“D-did I do a bad job on my l-last report? W-what did I do that was bad?” Angus was terrified, small tiny hiccups laced with his words. His small mind was racing, trying to comprehend what he could have possibly done that was so bad. Adults being mad or disappointed in him was never a winning combination for Angus. Taako kept his normal lazy smile on his face. His voice, however, showed concern.
“Hush, pumpkin, you didn't do anything bad, I promise. Well, nothing bad that would make The Director react like this.” Taako steadied his gaze to The Director, not at all looking amused. “We are literally talking about a kid who can barely cast cantrips being a threat, are-are you guys hearing this?”
“I'm sorry, but until we can figure out what exactly happened, Angus is going to have to stay in the detainment cells. It won't be permanent, just until we can figure out what happened.” The Director truly looked miserable about the idea, her eyes looking exhausted; however, she was not going to change her mind.
"Right, and how exactly long is that going to take!? Robbie is still in the detainment cells and it’s been months!"
"We don't know know how long it could take. we only know that-"
Merle was getting frustrated from The Director's question dodging, as well as Taako’s yelling. He was more than ready to cast Zone of Truth just to ask her how the actual hell they had gotten from point A to point M. It was at that moment that shit hit the fan. A magical aura filled the room, and, for Taako, everything went dark.