>Be Aria Blaze
>Or "Mommy" Aria you suppose
>And you were worried about your son, Anon
>For the past couple of weeks he's been coming home from school with this sad look on his face
>He's coming through the front door now in fact
>He looks sad, Adagio was just behind him and can't see his face
>He always perks up when he sees Sonata or when Adagio is looking though
>You constantly feel like you should ask him if he wants to talk, but you also feel like it isn't really your place
>Sonata or Adagio should handle it
>He'll come to you if he needs to
>You hope

>Be Kid Anon
>It's been a few months since you've started school
>You liked it for the most part, you teacher was very nice, and she taught you cool stuff!
>But you also had a problem with it
>A boy named Butch has been a big meanie to you, especially recently
>Today he spat in your lunch while you were eating by the playground
>Mommy Sonata made you your favorite sandwich today too...
>It's nice to be home though

>You walk to your room as soon as you walk through the front door, like you do everyday
>You were just quietly laying in your bed, thinking
>You want to talk to one of your moms... But they might over react...
>Mommy Sonata would flip, and Adagio would tell you to man up or something...
>You need someone who won't freak out....
>But who?

>Later that night
>Be Motherly Figure Aria
>You've just had dinner with everyone, and you've retired to your room to read
>You were laying in your bed reading one of your favorite novels, Swords and Shields
>It was a series written by some short explorer, it was an outrageously good romantic novel
>But a knock at your door has taken your attention away from your book
>"Mommy Aria..?"
>Huh, it was Anon
>You put your book down on your nightstand
"Come in"
>He cracks open the door and shuffles inside the room
>He has his hands behind his back and looks down awkwardly
>"Can I talk to you about something, Mommy?"
>Well, this was a first
>You sit up and pat the spot next to you for him to sit

>Be Kid Anon
>You decided to ask Mommy Aria for advice 
>She sat you down on her bed and asked you what was wrong
>You were still a little embarrassed and scared to ask
>You'll just have to flat out say it
"Mommy Aria, theres a meanie bullying me... I don't know what to do..."
>You suddenly feel an arm wrap around you, and you are pulled into a warm hug
>You didn't expect a hug, but you return it gratefully
>"Haha, is that it?"
>You were a little confused by her response
"Yes, thats it!"
>She brings a hand to her mouth to contain a giggle
>You felt a little frustrated and try to wiggle out of the hug, but she was holding you tight
"Mom, can you help me please?"
>Mommy Aria was humming in thought
>"I don't know... I thought you were big and strong now? You don't need me..."
>That's... No she has to help you!
"Please Mommy Aria, help me!"
>This causes another laugh from your mother
>"Okay, Okay"
>She releases her grip from you but holds onto your shoulders
>"Who is bullying you, Anon?"
"A kid named Butch..."
>She brings a hand to her chin in thought
>"Okay, I think I have a plan to help you, Anon. But you have to listen to what I say, ok?"
>You want to trust her, she is the only one who may be able to help you
"Okay, I'll listen I promise!"
>Mommy Aria starts laughing again

>The next week
>You were playing on the playground before school, like you normally do
>You were sitting on one of the swings
>Then Butch walks up to you, also what usually happens
>He pushes you off and takes it for himself, while laughing
>All what usually happens
>The bell rings
>You go to class, along with the rest of the students
>All usual here
>As soon as you walk in though, it isn't so usual anymore
>Instead of old Mrs. Cheerilee standing by the chalk board waiting for the class, it was someone else
>Your Mommy Aria
>The rest of the class looks surprised, but you just have a huge smile on your face as you find your seat
>She looks at the class with the biggest, blankest look you have ever seen
>She had a button up light green long-sleeve shirt on with the sleeves rolled up, complemented with a tie
>And she had librarian glasses on
>She was so funny looking!

>She addresses the class
>"Okay class, Mrs. Cheerilee is mysteriously out sick today, I'm going to be your substitute teacher today."
>You do your best not to laugh out loud, but it's really hard
>You just lay your head down
>"Today we will go over *proper* classroom behavior"
>The entire class looks forward, dead serious, while you were trying your best not to laugh your butt off
>"Im going to need a volunteer..."
>A noticeable lack of hands are raised
>Instead of waiting, Mommy Aria just points to Butch
>"You there! Come forward!"

>Butch looks around confusedly but realizes she was pointing at him
>He nervously stands and walks to the front of the class, standing next to Mommy Aria
>As soon as he is within her reach, Aria puts her hand on his shoulder
>Butch jumps as he feels the contact
>She looks scary...
>She gives a little laugh before speaking
>"Butch... Have you ever heard of the golden rule?"
>Butch looks like he's about to pee his pants
>"N-no...?"
>Your uncontrollable giggling has earned you a few glances from your classmates
>Mommy Aria moves to the other side of Butch, running her hand between his shoulders
>You can see him shiver
>"It's a rule we should all know, right class?"
>The rest of the class looks to the front nervously before whispering
>"Treat others the way you want to be treated..."
>They all said it in unison
>Satisfied, Aria speaks to Butch again
>"You follow that rule, right Butch?"
>He tries to bluff
>"Y-yeah..."
>Mommy Aria seems satisfied with the answer

>After making Butch sufficiently uncomfortable, Mommy Aria sends him back to his seat
>She explains a whole bunch of other classroom rules and the rest of the day goes by pretty normally
>Mommy Aria taught you all how to make paper airplanes and snowflakes!
>Butch doesn't bother you at lunch, or out on the playground
>Mommy must've scared him!
>You were relieved, being bullied sucks!
>School ends with a lot more comfort, and you meet up with Mommy Aria and head home with her

>During the car ride, like a lot of your time spent with her, she doesn't say much
>She just plays some music on the radio
>But as you near your neighbor hood, she lowers the volume
>She pulls onto your street before asking you something
>"Did Butch bother you today?"
>You smiled and responded happily
"No, he didn't! You really scared him, I didn't know you could be so scary!"
>This puts a smile on your mom's face, and she pulls into the driveway
>"That's good...Little punk should know better than to mess with me."
>You don't know what she means by that, but you smile and nod in agreement

>As you get out of the car a thought crosses your mind
"Hey Mommy Aria? What happened to Mrs. Cheerilee?"
>She chuckles a little bit before walking to the door with you
>"Well I wasn't lying, she WAS pretty sick."

>...
>Be Mrs. Cheerilee
>And you were NOT feeling well...
>Anon and his young mother had invited you out to dinner with them the other day
>He was so sweet, of course you said yes
>He and his mother had taken you to a nice restaurant, but you think something had been wrong with the food
>You've felt sick ever since then, you've had to call in sick for multiple days
>Right now you were keeled over your toilet
>You've already thrown up twice today
>Maybe you should go see a doctor...
>*Phhhhhhherpt*
>And you had extremely bad gas
>It was horrible
>...

>Be kid Anon again
>Mommy Aria had that smirk on her face again
>She scares you sometimes but you love her just as much as your other mommies
>You walk into your home and your Mommies Adagio and Sonata are there to greet you
>...
>They look mad
>Mommy Adagio speaks up angrily
>"We know where you were, Aria."
>Uh oh
>Mommy is in trouble

>Later
>Your mommies told you to go to your room while they talked about Mommy Aria's "Activities"
>They don't sound like they're talking though... Theres a lot of yelling...
>Was this your fault? You didn't want Mommy Aria to get in trouble!
>Maybe you should go apologize...
>You slowly creak open your door and poke your head outside
>You can hear the yelling echoing through the hall
>You slowly shuffle down the small corridor, towards the living room
>They sounded angry...

>"-mean by that!? What would have you done that would have been any better?!"
>That sounded like Mommy Aria...
>"Anon shouldn't be coddled like this by you two! He needs to learn how to fight his own battles!"
>Thats Mommy Adagio...
>Adagio and Aria were standing and looking at each other angrily
>"I can't believe my baby was being bullied... Why didn't he tell me?"
>And Mommy Sonata was there too... Sitting on the couch
>She looked so sad...
>Was this all happening because of you?
>You have to make it stop!

>You boldly walk into the room, ready to accept your punishment
>You expected it to be very loud, but as soon as you went in the room it was silent...
>Weren't they angry with you?
"W-what's going on?"
>All eyes were on you
>It was so quiet...
>"Anon what are you doing in here? You're supposed to be in your room."
>Mommy Aria walked over and kneeled beside you
>She had a very serious look on her face
>It made you uncomfortable...
>"You should go back okay? Everything is alright."
>Aren't they supposed to be mad at you?
"Am I in trouble...?"
>Mommy Sonata was next to come down and over to you
>She gets rid of her gloomy look
>She hugs you tightly
>"Of course not honey, it's just your mommies having a little disagreement, that's all."
"Oh..."

>Mommy Adagio sighs, but walks over to you with a smile on her face
>"Yes, we were. And we're done now."
>She puts a hand on your head and runs it through your hair
>"How late is it? Let's make some dinner, how does macaroni and cheese sound?"
>You were pretty hungry
"Okay!"

>Later that night
>You just got into your pajamas and were snuggled into your bed
>You were happy that your mommies weren't mad at you
>But they get mad too often...
>You hope they stop
>You are startled a little bit when you hear your door creak open
>"Hey, Anon... You awake?"
>It was your mommy Aria
"Y-yes!"
>"Okay, good."
>She walks over to you and sits on your bed
>She looks at you and thinks for a minute
>You don't recognize the look she's giving you, it's strange
>"I just wanted you to know, that none of what happened today was your fault. Okay?"
>Was it? You still weren't sure...
>Was this all she wanted to tell you?
"Okay...?"
>"Don't be put off by how much we argue, or whatever happens between us. We've just known each other for a very long time"
>This answer made you curious
"How long?"
>She looks into your eyes, she looks sad
>"A very, very long time."
>Well that didn't answer your question
>Maybe she doesn't want to talk about it?
>You don't like to talk about things sometimes too
"Okay mommy"
>She seems happier at least
>"Come'er, you little brat..."
>She pulls you into a tight hug, and you gladly return it
>You still haven't thanked her for today
>Maybe you should
"Hey Mommy? Thank you for helping me today, even though Adagio and Sonata were mad at you..."
>She pulls you tighter
>"It's alright. I'd do it again."
>She gives you a smirk and chuckles a little 
>The embrace lasts a few more moments, before she slowly leaves your grasp
>"Goodnight, Anon"
"Goodnight Mommy"
>She was about to get up but she hesitates
>She looks at you, before quickly giving you a peck on the forehead with her lips
>She then calmly leaves the room
>That was weird

>Finally you snuggle back into your blankets
>Think a little about the events that have happened today
>The thoughts soon grow hazy as you drift away, into slumber