"It's okay, papa," Trick whispered, smiling weakly. "You were sick... we forgive you!"

"If I'm papa, what's Zero?" Far blinked.

"Daddy," Trick said, frowning and looking over at his brother. "Duh!"

"Yeah, duh!" Treat snorted. "He can't be papa, he's almost a mommy!"

"I'm a mommy?" Zero laughed. "That isn't possible!"

"Well, you're like one." Treat blushed.

"...I can see his point." Far smirked.

"Hey!" Zero said, pointing at Far, though he was smiling.

"Yes?" Far asked. "I'm sleep, so you'll have plenty of time to think up a good argument against it."

"No, no... I agree," Zero said as he leaned in and kissed Far's forehead. "Good night, Faa... I love you."

"Oh now I have to pass out?" Far asked. "I don't get put to bed yet 'daddy'."

Far laughed before coughing loudly.

"Ah...I'm dry." He mumbled.

Trick reached for the water pitcher, only to realize it was empty. He hopped up and took it into the bathroom, filling it up and bringing it out.

"Thank you, Trick," Zero said as the boy filled the glass he had been using and he helped Far sit up.

"When's my discharge?" Far asked before taking a sip.

"Isn't that a dirty word?" Treat blinked.

Zero snorted a little bit. "No, sweetheart. No, its not." He turned to his love, then. "K wants to keep you for one more day."

"For what?" Far asked. "Is my zero to psycho factor still pretty fast?"

"Likely," Zero laughed. "Though I don't think Psycho would agree."

"...Huh?" Far blinked. "Was that a...a sex joke?"

"Now that is a dirty word." Treat pointed at Far.

Zero blinked at his lover. "No... I was suffering to Psycho... as in the student at Wammy's?"

"...We don't let him out enough." Far nodded. "I'm in therapy with that guy."

"With a name like that, I'm not surprised!" Trick cried, frowning. "What kind of name is that!? That's like naming someone... Madness, or something!"

Far and Zero both fell silent.

"...What?" Treat blinked- looking between his parents and Trick.

"There... was a madness," Zero explained and Trick's eyes went wide. "...But he... he's dead."

"A long time ago, you didn't know." Far jumped in immediately- attempting some damage control.

Trick stared between them for a moment before his eyes filled with tears and began to sob loudly.

Far blinked at the boy's reaction.

"Trick!" Treat cried out in alarm. "Don't cry!"

"No one is mad at you, sweetheart, I promise!" Zero cried, moving to hug the little boy and rearing back in surprise as Trick cringed as if he was going to be hit.

"Trick!" Treat crawled over to his brother. "It's okay! What's wrong!?"

Far frowned and sat up- moving closer to the boys.

"Trick, hold on, it's nothing this serious." Far assured as best he could.

"Trick, please stop!" Treat's eyes were welling now.

"I'm sorry daddy!" Trick sobbed, burring his face into his hands. "Please, don't be mad at me! Please!"

"I'm not mad, sweetie!" Zero cried before he took a deep, pained breath. "Everyone stop yelling... the raised voices are making him more upset."

Treat bit his lip and retreated back- keeping himself from crying out. Far blinked at Zero and nodded- leaning back.

Zero moved forward a little bit and held up his hands in front of himself, before he slowly turned them palm up and rested them in Trick's lap.

The little boy stopped sobbing and looked down at Zero's hands, sniffling.

"...No hits...no hurts...no hard feelings." Far said calmly in the background. "See?"

Trick looked up at Zero, who gave him a gentle smile. "You... really wont hit me?" He asked, carefully.

"I really wont hit you," Zero confirmed.

"Ever." Far added. "None of us will...we love you Trick."