Things hadn’t really changed much. She had hoped that if the neighbors saw what good they brought they would slowly open up. Instead they had been persecuted against. Instead they were made to feel unwelcomed. She didn’t know what she was supposed to do, how to do it. To make the people here understand them. It didn’t help the media was saturated in this film of what made a hero versus what made a nuisance. 

Still she stared at the group with a ginger smile and she took out a flier, unfolding its creases.

“We’re going to a Haunted House! Good ol’ bonding time,” Serenity cheered, “It’s high time we start developing more. Becoming, more of a family. I want us to trust each other not just inside combat, but outside as well. And what better way to do so by going to a Haunted House!”

Serenity laughed. She spoke rather bubbly for the morning as she always did. She was ready. She wasn’t going to dwell on the sad stuff any more. She believed that this might increase the group's connectivity. 

“And, what about the group that is not entirely human looking?” Umbra asked.

Serenity flipped her hair or really her wig.

“I have a task for you as well,” Serenity said, “I thought ahead,this time. You must find a game to play together and record it.”

Umbra stared at Serenity. Bonding. To understand one’s emotions. To understand  each other’s true desires. To do so. By playing a game. Like the ones of cardboard with pictures on it. Curious. 

“That seems like an acceptable task to complete,” Umbra said, “I will lead this task then.”