Once upon a time

So, once upon a time there was a girl who got a wish. He wasn't sure what he would have done with a wish, but Chrome hadn't had that problem. Girl knew what she wanted, and so had begun several weeks of people searching for the missing girl.

He'd found her. He hadn't expected to, he'd been back tracing Mukuro's path, but he'd found her.

And the Vendice, naturally.

He hadn't gone with Chrome in the helicopter; she needed care and he needed to return a rented sled. More he needed to get his head on straight, sort through what had happened; what they'd managed to swing in the babbling to save their lives. He couldn't do that around people, he just couldn't. A cold, frozen mountain was a good place to think.

Or flail. He might have flailed a bit because HOLY SHIT VENDICE.

Well, Shamal would do his damnedest for Chrome, and her boys were waiting for her, that took care of that end. And he filled in Tsuna by phone the minute he hit the lodge at the bottom of the mountain; that took care of that end too. All that was left? Right. Tracking down a newly appointed legal guardian.

Or, well, getting back to Japan then tracking the man down.

...

...

...then maybe school work.

Priorities man, they kept a kid sane.

Ish.

Right, knocking on the door now!