Getting the kids down for breakfast was surprisingly easy with an additional two Simones to help out, and soon they were all eating in the dining hall, with a plus one. Rhenakos was still in some state of shock as the three Simones merely went about their breakfast, and finally the true Simone snapped at the demon hunter.

“What the hell is going on here? Why are there three of you!?” He glared at Lewis. “THREE. You lucky basta-”

“Language,” Alshaya said with a grin. “No bad language!”

“Lang-age!” Janus yelled. “Bad Rhen!”

Simone smiled. “Yes, bad Rhen indeed.” The agreement merely made Janus proud, and Lila blew a raspberry at Rhen.

Lewis smirked at his children. “Now, now kids…be nice.” It was hard to hide the fact that he was enjoying it though. “Angela did an experiment and it messed up. So I have three Simone’s for the next few days.”

Rhenakos stared at the three Simones, and then to Lewis. “Okay…well…” He stood up, and sighed. “Looks like I need to go speak to Ang then.” He smirked as he marched to the door. “FOUR OS’S, HERE I COME!” The door slammed behind him, leaving the Terrowin family to stare.

“…idiot!” Lila said, pointing at the door.

“That’s right. He’s an idiot.” Simone smirked at her daughter.

“Can… He even handle that many? I remember when she was pregnant,” the younger Simone said.

“No, he would die from two. He would make them mad all at once and they would beat him to death,” Simone rolled her shoulders and kissed Janus on the top of his head. Glynn was reveling in the attention the younger Simone was giving him. When the younger Simone went to give a kiss to Lewis Glynn threw a fuss.

“Oh? You want a kiss instead?” Glynn squealed as he got the kiss and his eyes were wide at the other Simones. He was loving all the affection from his mother and her other-selves.

“What a handsome little man you are,” the Guide giggled as she tickled Glynn’s foot. He squealed again and kicked his feet.

“You are spoiling him~” The true Simone smirked a bit as she watched the scene unfold.

Lewis pretended to pout as the kiss that was meant for him was redirected to Glynn. He rolled his eyes and smiled, though, as the baby started to giggle and squeal at all of the attention he was getting. “Little spoiled brat,” the ex-assassin said with a grin. “He’s going to steal all the attention when he gets older…”

Breakfast ended, and despite the extra Mone’s, it was business as usual. Lewis had to tend to the fields, which was a fun task with the younger Simone following him around and asking questions. The WGuide was busy tending to the gardens with the true Simone, and after their taste were done, the four reconvened to spend time with all of the kids.

“Before you ask,” Lewis said with a smirk, “yes…it’s usually this busy. But it’s fun…it’s not life or death.”

The little Simone had enjoyed helping Lewis with his farm work and as soon as it was done she was cheerful. “Do you really like not having to do assassinating anymore?” She looked up at him. “You are so much happier now with all the kids and me. I’ve never seen you this happy before.” She hadn’t believed him but now she did.

They did arts and crafts with Corrine and Jules. Played tag with Everett and Alshaya. There were various other things with all the kids. Once playtimes were overall four sat in the Great Room. “So what now?” The Guide spoke up. “You asked us all to come in here… What are we doing?”

“Yeah! What are we doing?” The younger Simone grabbed Lewis’s arm.

“I’m a bit curious too…” The true Simone gave a smirk. “You normally aren’t this secretive Lewis.”

Getting the Simones to all agree to come to the great room was the easy part. Lewis sighed, looked between the three. Now came the slightly trickier part. “Okay…so, I only have three more days with the three of you, and…well…” He thought about how to say it. “I want to take each of you on a date. A special…one on one. Simone likes that…but we’ve honestly been really busy lately. I’ve….arranged it all already. If you…all want to agree to it…the younger Simone is first tonight. The Guide is tomorrow…and…” He looked over to the true Simone. “You and I on the third day. Just in case something goes wrong and they disappear sooner…”

That was a thought. Them disappearing. It was fun having them around, but…all good things must come to an end at some point. But that wasn’t the thing at hand.

“So…if you want,” he asked, looking to the younger Simone. “I’ve had Silva lay out some outfits upstairs if…you want to meet me at the gazebo…for a date…” Now that he was saying it, he felt a little bit sheepish for asking.

The three Simones sat across from Lewis as they awaited what he would tell them. All three had different ways of sitting even if they only varied by a little but their gaze was all the same when it came to Lewis.

They nodded along to him and when the young Simone found out she was first she jumped up excitedly, “Really?! Me first?!” She did a little dance and looked at the other Simones who were watching. The true Simone was laughing a bit. She was so excited about it.

“If I want?! IF I WANT?! MY DREAM WAS FOR YOU TO TAKE ME ON MORE DATES!” The younger Simone was still dancing. She ran up to Lewis kissed his cheek and out the door she went.

“Wait for it…” The older Simone said cautiously.

There was a slip and an oof. “I’M ALRIGHT!” She must have slipped going up the stairs.

While Silva helped the younger Simone pick out an outfit and get dressed, Lewis made his way down to the set up that his staff had helped curate. A round table with an elegant white, satin cloth was laid you with a beautiful, phoenix candelabra at the center. Set out were two wine glasses, with a rare variant of papaya wine set out for the main course. It was a joke of a callback from when Lewis had mistakenly assumed that it was one of her favorite fruits. The wine itself was more of a gag gift than anything, but there was some potential that it might be decent.

“I hope this works out,” Lewis said as he glanced around nervously. The main course was all set and ready to be served once younger Simone sat down. He had tried his best to remember all of the things she practically begged Lewis to try, but never had the chance to experience, and tailored the meal specifically around that. He wanted to make sure that she had time to experience at least some of the things she had missed out on in life.

“I wonder what’s taking her so long,” Lewis said aloud as he poured himself a glass of the wine. He took a small sip, and was surprised at how sweet it had turned out to be. “Not terrible, though…”

Simone had wanted everything to be perfect. Silva did her hair, make up, and helped her get into a pretty coral pink dress. It wasn’t at all what the true Simone would wear now a days so it was unique to her. It first her wholesome attitude about it all.

It was an off shoulder dress made of satin and lace. It had an aline skirt of many layers with the satin having more of a sparkly effect to it. A darker shade was across her arms and her bust with a pretty brooch in the very center. Her hair was half down in long curls with a matching thin ribbon holding her hair back.

She was carefully walking as she held the skirts up, “Sorry, I didn’t… want to run and ruin the dress…” She wasn’t very adept at it like the older Simone was… Though the older Simone still had her moments.

“Do… Do I smell papaya?” She sniffed a bit more and then sniffed his breath. “I knew it! Papaya! Are you playing a joke on me?” She tilted her head at him. Putting her hands on her hips she gave him a smile, “It’s a good memory.”

She looked around him to the dinner, “It’s… pretty. I love it! Are we having dinner then?”

It was surprising to see Simone in a dress with such a color, though he should have guessed that the younger, more innocent Simone was into these brighter colors. His Simone, the true amalgamation of all of her forms, tended to avoid the brighter colors for the darker ones. This was a very interesting contrast, and despite it not being in his usual taste, enjoyed it nonetheless. After all, it was Simone.

“Y-yes, dinner,” Lewis said as he poured Simone a glass of wine. “I found it while at an auction. Papaya wine…a very unique flavor. It’s sweet…I think you’ll like it.” He handed the glass over to her, and walked her to the side of the table. “Food will be out shortly…” The two sat down, and as the food came out, Lewis gulped. Was she happy? Did she enjoy the view over the water? Was the candlelight too much?

“I figured you would enjoy something out in the open. Most of your time with me was spent in the tower. This way…you’d have the open air.”

Simone smiled at him and tilted her head, “Lewis, I don’t think you understand… I enjoy all of my time with you. The best time was in the tower. Even if we did trips out and about my best time spent with you was always in the rooms we called home.”

Sniffing the wine she drank it easily and tilted her head, “Lewis, do you remember the first time you let me have wine? It was the last time you let me have wine because I drank it all when you weren’t looking and you ended up having to hold my hair all night because I got sick… among other embarrassing things I did…”

There was a blush across her face, “But I do like this… It’s romantic. The best even. You’ve put a lot of thought into this and I appreciate it.”