(A/N Viney and Bo are going to have a mom and a non-binary parent in this fanfic and this is a double chapter!)
-Viney and Bo's Mom's POV-
As my daughters walked in I could hear Bo rambling. "Dude, chill, none of them were actually illegal. That kid's just a little worker fire-bee, serving the emeperor's every tiny request. Dude probably has some major PTSD." Viney "reassured" her sister.
"What the hexes-hold-'em is going on?" my partner asked our girls.
"I went to hang out with Em, left Bo with Ed, and Ed almost got arrested for selling fireworks by the Golden Guard." Viney explained to us.
"Bo? Is this what happened?" I ask the younger of the two.
"Yes ma'am, aside from me having a mini-panick attack from not being able to find Viney, which I held from her as well." Bo told me.
-Edric's POV-
"DUDE!!! THEY AREN'T ILLEGAL AND I HAVE A PERMIT!!!!!!!"
"YEAH RIGHT, THAT'S WHAT THEY ALL SAY!!! JUST LET ME FRICKIN' ARREST YOU!!!!"
I was so tired and panting like a dog, worse than my friend Barkus. I finally collasped, took my inhaler out of my jacket and--"OH BOY, NOW YOU'RE DOING THIS!!???" The masked person yelled at me.
"Astma," was all I could muster.
"Oh, sorry then, but I still need to arrest you." he said, determined to throw me in jail.
"They're all legal and I have a permit, check my jacket and bag if you feel the need to. I will admit to selling fireworks though," I told him, regaining a bit of my strength.
He checked everything and it was all authorized, "Here," he said offering me his hand after packing up my stuff for me.
"Thanks," I offered right as his mask fell off.
CLIFFHANGAR MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA