Hope Alone
He watches fondly as they fly across the park. It's about four in the afternoon, by the clock. Good, they wouldn't be missed by the Mayor.
A thunderous roar rends the landscape. His heart fills with dread...childishly, he wishes the shadows would disappear. That'd leave time to read Bubbles another story, hold Buttercup's punching bag in place, or exchange theories with Blossom. Why couldn't Mojo stay home for the afternoon for a change?
It's not to be. He waves bravely as they fly off to do battle, leaving their father alone on the grass, hoping foolishly for peace to follow.