It took a while for Mark to explain to all of his sons everything. As expected. No one would believe anything about time dimensions and monsters attacking people until such experiences were shared and that the boys have their fair share of seeing someone getting attacked and only they can see who, what it was at that time. Though they all understood what is going on and what might happen in the future, it is still too much to take in at once. He looked at all of his sons gently when Ken arrive, telling his master that his wife is settled and that he will take care of the rest. With a nod, Mark left getting the boys’ attention. "Young masters. If you may all follow me. There are other things needed to discuss." The butler said as he gestured them through the door. Apprehensive, the boys followed him to the living room where they saw their luggage and other new things with it. Before they could get to their stuff, Ken spoke.

"Before anything else, I am Ken, your parents, and, now, yours as well. As you can see here, these are your things for your first day of class tomorrow." He showed them their uniforms, books, notebooks, and bags neatly on the long table where their names on them. "We have to go to school already?" Wayne asked. "Yes, young master." "You don't have to call me young master. Wayne is fine." He said feeling awkward for being called so high. Ken smiled. "As you wish, Sir Wayne." The other just sighed but let the butler do where he's comfortable. "Why do we have to transfer to a new school? Our old school should be fine even with this guardian thing." Wes asked Ken as he scan some of his books but immediately put them back as it stung him for some reason. He inwardly sweats drops. I haven't studied that part yet. They're advanced. "Because your father said so. He wanted you to be like him. Handsome and smart. If you remember what he said a while ago." Ken said pointing at the imaginary bubble above their heads. Then the nine brothers looked up.

"I know you boys are smart in your way but I wanted you to be like me, smart with matching good looks and a to-die-for face that will make the ladies fall on your feet from miles away." Then they watch their father pose like a deranged supermodel with background music to match. The boys instantly shivered as the bubble popped. 'You're just a narcissistic old fart, Dad!' They all thought at the same time. Mark sneezed again. 'Why do I even bother? They're our sons. Am I right, Kathy?' He thought looking at his sleeping wife with a soft smile on his lips.

"We don't have to be as smart as him. We're fine on our own." Wes answered going back to reality. "But all of you still have to continue studying, right? And besides, all of your schools are far away from one another. This is less time consuming and also saves energy." Ken said enthusiastically and then looked at you. "Let's save mother earth, okay? Fighting!" Pumping his fist in the air cutely.

"Hey, what are you doing?!" Ian and Dylan said snapping Ken out and sweat dropped as the others just shook their heads. Ken cou