Caoin had been trying to learn the intricacies of inventing so that he could invent a time machine. Unfortunately, things went hideously wrong for him. Now, after his failure and demise, the exact object he'd desired arrived right behind his workshop.
This time machine, however, was not there to be a benefit to his heirs. Rather, it was to benefit the heirs of another.
Two of the individuals who exited the time machine went straight into the home of Caoin's heir.
"Hey there, cloth boy," Lea greeted the imaginary friend.
"Wait...you can see me?" Patches responded in utter shock. "How is that possible?"
"We're from the pantheon of Greek gods," she explained, failing to mention the spell Breagadoir had cast on them before they left. "I'm Aphrodite and he's Cupid, right honey?"
"Sorry, what?" Aeric responded. "Oh, that is, yes. Yes I am. We are, I mean."
"We've seen how tormented you are by your desire to be with your lady love," said Lea, "and we've come to help."
"Really?!?" asked Patches, excitedly.
"Of course," replied Aeric. "Just step on over here and we'll give you the elixir of life."
And as the magic swirled around the imaginary friend, Lea mentioned, "You might need to get the other fellow out of the way."
"Yes," agreed a now-human Patches, "I most certainly will."
And with their work done, Aphrodite and Cupid walked off to enjoy some privacy in the time machine.
Meantime, in Caoin's workshop,
"Uncle, you've seen better days," Diahl greeted Caoin's grave marker.
When the ghost of his uncle refused to respond, Diahl continued speaking. "I just stopped by to check in on you. I imagine some travel would be good for your spirit. Speaking of spirits, I haven't introduced you to my wife, Nicky."
"She's a ghosthunter," he finished with a smile.
"Come along now, Uncle Caoin," said Nicky, with a wicked smile, "I have some lovely spirits and specters just waiting to eat...I mean,
meet you."
And on the subject of unruly ghosts, an interesting scene played out outside of the workshop.
Charmaine was heading out to mourn her late husband when she spied a little elven-fairy hybrid child.
"Whatever are you doing out here," she asked the child.
"Standing guard," replied Persephone. Persephone then went into attack mode.
She's very protective of her daddy.
And Charmaine is fairly traumatized.
"Come back, I'm not finished with you!" called Persephone to the fleeing figure of the frightened fairy.
And so, with an urn captured, an IF made real, and a fairy traumatized, it seemed like time to head out.
While Diahl's son, Simeon, had little to do on this particular family outing,
Persephone had enjoyed it tremendously. In fact, she would have enjoyed it even more had she stuck around for what happened next.
Carl went out to mourn his lost father-in-law,
when an unfamiliar fellow came up to the door of the workshop.
The workshop that was made to be soundproof.
With the door that was locked, and the key that was then broken off in that lock. With the loss of her father, and now Carl, it's a good thing Heaven will have Patches around to comfort her.
Breagadoir, of course, will take comfort in knowing that the elimination of Carl ensures Caoin will have no suitable second heir, so now there is no chance of any competition.
