Magnus picked up the crumble paper. He open up the crumble paper. His spark sank down in his chest. How could she be so sparkless to see the true image of this drawing. Lowering the paper to see Nightstar staring at him.

Magnus - Is there something you need?

He asked her politely. Nightstar looked away and lay her back down as if she didn't hear anything. He started up the stairs.

Nightstar - Keep it down, will ya.

Continuing up the stairs. Magnus made a b-line to his office. Magnus sat in his chair, placing the drawing on his desk.

Magnus - Why?

He whispered.

Magnus - Why does everything happens to her? Why?

He wanted those questions to be answer. Nightstar doesn't deserve to be treated like this. She is a young femme trying to live a life. A tear was shedded. Then, another followed. No one has ever seen him cry before. Not even Nightstar, herself.

Starlight - Daddy? Are you crying?

He looked towards her. His vision blurred by the tears. His daughter ran over to him. She up on to his lap and hugged him.

Starlight - What's wrong?

Magnus try his best to calm down, but the tears continue to fall. This is the reason why he doesn't show no emotions. He couldn't calm down. Something in his spark was telling him to let it all out.