(For the sake of time and my laziness, I'm going to make up the names of angels of which I do not know)
Being the mother of 18 children was no easy task, and having a husband that acts like a child behind closed doors made Y/N's job even harder. Thankfully however, six of her children were already away, training at Zeno's palace to become the first official Angel. But 12 is still a big number, and to make matters even worse, it was Halloween and the younger kids are fighting over costume accessories and which staff belongs to who.
"THAT'S MY STAFF, YOURS IS DIFFERENT WHIS!" Y/N heard Vados yell.
"IT'S MY TURN TO GET UNIVERSE 6'S STAFF!" Whis yelled, about to throw a fit.
"NOT MY FAULT UNIVERSE 7'S FOOD IS SO BLAND! GIVE ME MY STAFF!" His twin sister growled.
"IT'S NOT EVEN OFFICIALLY YOURS! MOMMA SAID THAT WE'RE NOT ASSIGNED OUR UNIVERSES UNTIL THE FIRST GODS OF DESTRUCTION ARE ELECTED!" Whis cried.
At this point, Y/N just about had it, she marched to the living room where the two were fighting, snatched the staff, and broke it in half.
The two gasped, tearing up as their mother stared at them angrily.
"Enough fighting you two! I promised your father that he wouldn't have to repair another staff, and here I am, forced to break universe 6's to break up your bickering. If this continues, we won't go trick or treating this year, is that clear, everyone?" Y/N scolded, yelling the last part so that the rest of the Grand Priest's palace's residents could hear her.
"Yes, mother," was the united reply from all 12.
Sighing, Y/N summoned her own staff that her loving husband had made specifically for her motherly duties. She had a different one for when she worked at Zeno's palace as the palace general, but that wasn't going to be needed for this occasion. She tapped her staff twice, and was immediately transported to the store.
"Guess it's time to buy groceries," Y/N mumbled to herself, grabbing a cart and starting her weekly trip.
About an hour or so later, Y/N was done shopping and payed for the groceries. Deciding to save as much strength as possible for trick or treating, she levitated the 30 or so bags of food with her staff and headed home. Once there, she sat the groceries on the kitchen floor, and started cooking dinner. Singing to her music from her staff, she didn't notice that there was no noise throughout the palace, it was completely silent.
The children are never silent unless she told them to be
Thinking that their silence was a gesture of apology, which was often the case, Y/N just shrugged it off.
Finishing cooking her famous enchiladas from her homeland, Space Mexico, Y/N walked to the living room to call her children for dinner.
"¡Niños, a comer!" (Kids, time to eat!) she hollered, going back to the kitchen in order to bring out their drinks.
Two minutes passed.
Then three.
Then four.
Then five.
"Something's wrong!" Y/N panicked, snatching her staff and calling her husband.
At Zeno's palace, the Grand Priest was telling Zen scary stories in celebration of the holiday, specifically from Planet Frantibal of Universe 1, as they had created the holiday.
"Then, the body of the once thought deceased man returned to his village on his horse, holding his decapated hand on his right side!" The Grand Priest said in a haunting voice.
