Oh Dear

"Oh Dear" is a [SEASON NUMBER] thread written on [IRL DATE].
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After the debacle of dropping of the wayward teen at the detention area and notifying his parents, Sven had found himself in the same area of town the boy had described in his confession. In fact, the wall of the old warehouse where the other two culprit evidently spent most of their time was just to his right, when a side door on the building opened, and Dixie gracefully swept out of it as if in mid dance number. 
He slid into view, one well painted hand lifted into the air, the other one holding a small, round headed hammer. He gave a short series of notes as he sang to himself, but when his eyes locked on Sven his tone trailed off. 
“A do-do do-op a-dooooOh Sven!” His arm whisked around and chucked the hammer out of view, as he spun on his heels with a flourish. “Hellooo! I…was…not expecting you dear boy.” 
@lbigreyhound13
lbigreyhound13
“Uhh…” Sven began eying Dixie and then looking at Pyro behind him, “yeah, I was coming to find you to tell you that my mom and dad came back. They’re talking to that kid right now. What are you doing here?”
moe-lazyeye
Sven was pretty sure he heard the hammer sail through a window, or at least hit something that caused a clattered. Dixie though pretended not to notice anything. He circled a wrist. “Well when I heard about this dump I thought to myself - ‘no there’s a business opportunity.’ So I dropped by, gave it a good look around, and maybe after a nights sleep I’ll send an offer to buy it your mothers way.” 
He clapped his hands together once. “And so wonderful to hear that they are back.” His face became momentarily serious. “I hope they drove Central into the dirt.”  
lbigreyhound13
“Well, as far as I know,” Sven said looking at Dixie suspiciously, “it was just a rescue mission for Liam, so I’m sure Mom wanted to high-tail it out of there as soon as possible. So, why would you want to buy this…” he paused, “and why did you throw that hammer? Are you hiding something?”
moe-lazyeye
Dixie opened his mouth, paused, and then rolled his eyes with a scoff. “Oh…what the Hel, you deserve better than lies. Honestly I don’t know how my cousin does it so effortlessly.”
He inhaled thinly through his nose and pressed his fingers together. “You’ll have to forgive me Sven…the buying ruse was just that…I actually came here to deal my own justice to those thieves from before.”
lbigreyhound13
Sven stopped and stared at Dixie. “What do you mean? W-What did you do?” Sven asked with confusion in his voice. “I thought you said you weren’t going to press charges. Mom took care of it with the kid.”
moe-lazyeye
“That part was true…I wasn’t going to press charges. But that doesn’t mean I wasn’t going to do something about it.” Dixie replied. “Sven…no one…has ever stolen from me…and gotten away with it.”
He paced a little as he rubbed his chin. “I haven’t done anything yet by the way…they weren’t home. But I will…”
lbigreyhound13
“What?” Sven asked in complete shock. Was this guy seriously admitting to the Heir of Haligan Island and the son of the Chief that he was looking for revenge on thieves? That was like telling Egil, the son of King Haddock that he planned on taking over the kingdom. Maybe not entirely the same, but still. “Dixie, no, you can’t do that. If it really does bug you that much, then you should’ve pressed charges. Mom would’ve dealt with them. Doing it this way will just get you into trouble.”
moe-lazyeye
Dixie sniffed once as he inspected his nails. “A mass murderer, a rapist and a slaving, genocidal maniac walk into the rebellion…. they each get a private room. One even gets to hang out with the Chief’s son.” He gave Sven a dull look. “I’ll take my chances.”
lbigreyhound13
“What?” Sven asked glaring at the man. Anger burned inside him just a little as he seemed to understand where this was going. Was he really going to go there? “Now, hold on one minute! My mom punished those guys the way she saw fit, and they have all tried to make up for what they did wrong.”
moe-lazyeye
“Darien…” Dixie said as he raised a finger, and this time his voice held a snarl. “Did and enabled more violence and heartbreak than Rhenco ever did, but which one of them no longer has arms…?” he leaned forward. “But of course…that was personal.”
He turned away as he scanned the area around him. “But sure…the children who had their siblings murdered by Indigo wont even be middle aged by the time he’s released…I guess I’ll just say sorry and make some sad expressions after I flatten those thieves fingers and cut off their garish tattoos. Call it a day with some community service.”
lbigreyhound13
Sven clenched his teeth as he stared up at the man. “Let me lay this out for you,” he said. “Mom carries out the laws to help the victims and to help the criminals be reintegrated into society on Haligan Island. Darien has been years being missing and is helping the Rebellion and serving as the key to defeating High Central once and for all. Not only that but he helped me when High Central attempted to attack here a few months ago.”
As much as he hated talking about his kidnapper, Sven knew that he had to bring it up. “As for Rhenco, there was no hope for him, and Mom did what any mom would’ve done in that situation, and he had a dangerous drug that could make people go insane. Without his arms, he can’t access it, and Mom has it safe on the island. Indigo has paid for what he’s done. He’s in jail and not allowed near his dragons except for a few times a day, if that. You beating up thieves won’t solve anything. You should’ve pressed charges and trusted Mom to handle it if it bugged you that much.”
moe-lazyeye
Dixie stood still for a moment, and then lifted his head a little. “If you really think that you wont last half a decade as Cheif.”
He slowly walked forward until he stood before Sven. “I hear your defences…but now let me lay something out for you. The only reason you say Rhenco had no hope was because he never showed remorse. I heard of the vengeance poured out on him, so dont you dare tell me it was protocol, or lacked personal motivation. Also, I certainly never saw anyone try to reach out to him, even when there was a chance. Unless you decided to find out whether he was starving to death after you all made him, rightfully, into an armless freak. Next…as bad as red card would have been, it would have paled in comparison in what Darien did every…single…year…for years.”
“Your a boy Sven. You have no business spending any time, supervised or not, with a homicidal rapsit. Which like it or not, is exactly what Malak is. And yet here you are. Now yes, what I do to my personal thieves is overkill, but that’s my shortcoming.”
“Dont get me wrong. This method of restoration and mercy in justice is exactly what we need. But…this isn’t it. Because everyone one, listen to that again…every… single….victim of Indigo’s, and damn near all the half breeds on this continent feel nothing short of betrayed at how their tormentors, the people who murdered and slaved their families, are now living. Face it…you all were merciful because no one had the sacks to be severe.”
lbigreyhound13
Sven visibly deflated hearing Dixie say that he wouldn’t last as Chief, and he couldn’t help but blush hearing him rant about the criminals. How dare he insulted his sparring teacher! Malak was held captive by Rhenco for years, and he was trying to turn things around. Dixie had some good points, but it wasn’t just his parents who beat him up. The Red Card was dangerous, and Rhenco was someone who wouldn’t be remorseful. He was essentially calling him and his mother…his mother the Chief weak. 
Then again, maybe if he knew of what he saw in Rhenco’s hotel…what he put his mom and dad through…put Milae through…he would understand. 
Once Dixie finally finished, he looked up at him glaring at him. He was just about to say something when…
“Is that a fact, Dixie?” a female voice said from behind him. 
Sven turned around, and there was his mother standing there with arms crossed and a glare on her face and Shadow right next to her.
moe-lazyeye
Dixie turn on a heel to meet her gaze. “Every word of it.” He said with steel.
There was a tense moment, and then he clicked his tongue once. “But let it never be said I don’t support this Rebellion, or even its leadership, but I will stand by my words of criticism.”
lbigreyhound13
“Then, may I remind you that you work for me and the Rebellion,” Grey said as she stomped over to them glaring at Dixie. She’s dealt with criticism before in the past…many times, from Hroar, the Council, Greg, Haddock, and even her mother. She could handle it from someone related to Orskaf and Blunt Donz. She stepped in between Sven and Dixie standing up straight refusing to back down. “Last time I checked, my niece Lila and I are in charge of this Rebellion, so if you have any problems with how I handle things, including law and order, then you will take it up with me, not with my children and certainly not on your own accord.”
moe-lazyeye
“I…do not…work for you.” Dixie ground out. His stance with Grey was neutral. Not aggressive, but also just as resolute as the Chief’s. “I sold you stuff. You can revoke my right to be here and our partnership anytime you like. Furthermore, as much as I’ll respect your order to not discuss these things with your children, you cant restrict on which accord I voice my misgivings.”
He pointed towards the outside of town. “The man behind this war and countless deaths sits in a private cottage, free to roam the rebellion. Indigo will look the surviving members of the families he butchered in the eyes as a free man in a few decades. I say it all now in front of you, because if this goes on, the mobs of grieved victims, wronged by your judicial decisions, will be shouting it from the roof times one day. And it will happen will no outside prompting.”
lbigreyhound13
“You think I don’t know that?” Grey said with a glare. “We keep Darien alive because we need him for this Rebellion. He knows High Central, and has been a great asset. I rather have that than send my comrades into these raids blindly and risk their lives, and not only that, but if I were to have him killed, then we will be no better than High Central. We’re trying to prove that our way of life is far better than the lives they lead over there. You don’t think it pains me to see him wandering around…when those lowlifes murdered a friend of mine…right in front of me? I hate it. I wish I could do more, but I can’t because I have a Rebellion to think about…and what will come after High Central is defeated. As for Indigo, I spoke with the victims’ families, and they all agreed this was best for him especially when they saw the trial.”
moe-lazyeye
“You spoke to some…I spoke to others. Opinions differ. Perhaps it’s different when you know the victims personally.” Dixie rolled a tounge around in his mouth. He seemed less agitated now. “I appreciate the sentiment of prioritizing long term victory over short term justice. But to think that executing one who committed genocide is on the same level of Centrals crimes against humanity just doesn’t hold up.”
He gave a long sigh of contemplation. “Indigo ought to have had twenty years per child he barbecued. So that hits somewhere into next century or more. Malak and his son should be back in a cell, and Darien should never see the light of day after Centrals fall. Granted, this is only me speaking, but I’m not the only one with this persuasion…Please consider this at least. It all, or something like it, can still be done. That way long term victory remains at hand, reform is is prioritized, but the victims dont feel jipped.”
The Chief shook her head in complete disbelief. This man was related to Orskaf and Blunt Donz, not even a resident on Haligan Island, and he was telling her what to do when it came to punishing those who had already been punished. 
“You don’t run this island, Dixie,” Grey said. “I do, as does my husband and council, and as my son will when I step down someday. I don’t take orders from you. Indigo, Malak, Farris, Opie, and Darien have all tried to turn their lives around and are making up for their crimes. What kind of leader would I be if I all of a sudden changed their punishments based on what you told me and when my council and I agreed on punishments already?”
Oct 31, 2020
“Nor will I ever. Leadership or political influence is not my ambition. But I’m fifty years old…and I’ll still live to see the man who burned down countless, faithful employees of mine in the place that was supposed to be a safe place for them to work and provide for their families.”
He closed his eyes. “I gave you no orders. It was just an urge to consider. As leiden with harsh criticism as it may have been. I may not live on the island Lady Grey, but I forsee this rebellion protecting the entirety of the continent one day. Because of that, I have invested interest…”
Dixie’s fingers gripped at his belt as his eyes became distant. “I apologize for the subversion. And do know that I hold no ill towards Farris. He had at least did not choose to commit his crimes…as for what kind of leader you would be…that is a valid apprehension. But “what kind of leader you will be” for letting such people walk free will also reflect you just as strongly……..I wont take anymore of your time…“
Oct 31, 2020
“Enough with this, Dixie,” Sven said glaring and moving around Grey to talk to him. “My mom is and will be a great leader! You may not agree with her decisions, but that doesn’t determine whether or not she’s a good leader.”
“Sven…” Grey began holding her hand up.
“You may not agree with how she handled things with the criminals,” Sven said, “but that shouldn’t lessen your opinion of her.” Sven closed his mouth tightly hoping that that got the point across.
“Thank you, Sven,” Grey said placing a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. She turned back to Dixie. “Like I said, Dixie, you may take up your criticisms of the Rebellion with the council and myself, but not with my children. Nor will I let you intimidate me on how my people view my leadership and decisions.”
Oct 31, 2020
Dixie tipped his head and hand forward once to bid a polite farewell, and then pulled his coat tighter around his shoulders as he walked away.
Oct 31, 2020
“Come on, Sven, let’s go home,” Grey said as she turned around guiding her son with her as their dragons followed them.
“Ugh...I can’t believe that guy,” Sven said as he walked alongside Grey. “He just waltzes onto our island like he owns the place and just insults you.” He sighed. “I’m sorry I couldn’t do more to defend you, Mom.”
“It’s okay, sweetheart,” Grey said with a soft smile. “I’ve been dealing with criticism for years. This is no different. Even King Haddock had his fair share.”
“It’s just...he did have some good points,” Sven said nervously.
“Yes, he did,” Grey said, “but even so, I can’t change their punishments. What’s done is done. To change a punishment would make me come across as indecisive, especially if they learn that it’s because of what Dixie believed was the proper punishment.”
“And you can only punish Indigo for what he’s done mostly to Haligan Island,” Sven said. “I mean...the other villages were on the list, but you only run Haligan Island, right?”
“That’s right,” Grey said. 
“But...what about Rhenco?” Sven asked. “He said it was personal.”
“I admit that...it was personal,” Grey said. “All I could think about when I saw him was what he put you through, and I just...wanted him to hurt...because he hurt my baby boy. I let my emotions cloud me during that moment, but he has his punishment with his arms. He can’t harm anyone else.”
“But...it just means you’re human, Mom,” Sven said. “You’re not weak. You’re human with emotions. I mean...there haven’t been any mobs, so...you must be doing something right.”
The Chief chuckled as she hugged her son close. “Thank you, Sven,” she said running a hand through his hair. “I love you, sweetheart.”
“I love you, too, Mom,” Sven said.
“And just so you know,” she whispered in his ear, “you will be a fantastic chief someday, and I’m not just saying that because I’m your mother. I know you will be.”
“Thanks, Mom,” Sven said.
“Unfortunately, today has proven to be a good lesson: not everyone will agree with you,” Grey said, “but so long as you know you’re doing the right thing, you will never go wrong.”
Sven nodded. “But...I have to ask, Mom,” he asked, “Indigo, Malak, and Darien...they’re all helping the Rebellion as community service, and Malak is my sparring teacher. What will happen to them when the Rebellion is over?”
Grey smiled and kissed Sven’s forehead. “We’ll just have to cross that bridge when we get there,” she said.