Just a short introduction on the fic before you begin reading :)

So all of this is a fantasy AU themed story where Milo is destined as one of the Pistachio Guardians; A group of special demigods that work to protect the pistachios from the dark forces that have a thirst for turning those nuts into more of them to take over the land Milo was born in. Things change for the worse however when at some point, the dark forces attempt to kill Milo and the Guardians that raised him had no choice but to send him to the Mortal World for his safety... Fortunately for little Milo, thanks to one of his 'uncles' gifts given to him at birth, he lives on the life as a mortal… a mortal that turns out to be a complete walking disaster

And so you get to know about the main people and setting background:

Anacardia - The land of paradise that is Milo's motherland and the place where the Guardians and all immortal citizens live

Queen Pistacia Vera - The Pistachio Goddess, Ruler of Anacardia

Anacardian - Common term for the citizens of Anacardia that are not of high status

Balthazar Cavendish - The First Guardian; A Pistachio Guardian who tends to keep things in order. Is caring towards his fellow Guardians and often looking out for them

Vinnie Dakota - The Second Guardian; A Pistachio Guardian who is the youngest, thus, acts his age but is very laid-back. Sometimes isn't very alert and is known to crush on his Guardian sister Savannah

Brick - The Third Guardian; A Pistachio Guardian who has the tendency to boast and twist things to make him seem more superior. Is often straight innpersonality yet never fails to give his fellow Guardians a tease

Savannah - The Fourth Guardian; A Pistachio Guardian who is often serious and dislikes it whenever any of her fellows fool around. Under her serious mask though, Savannah holds a fondness for Vinnie which she never admits to anyone; Especially Brick

Orton Mahlson - The Fifth Guardian; A Time Guardian who also serves a bit for the Pistachio Guardian role all the while keeping Time flowing. Acts as the protector of the group at times of distress and…has been keeping a secret from the others that remains unknown till now

The Sixth Guardian (You'll find out who she is eventually)

Milo Danger Murphy - The Seventh Guardian; A Pistachio Guardian who was separated from his family at a young age and spends the rest of his life as a Mortal under the care of Mortal parents who find him as a baby. Despite being Mortal, Milo still possesses his power and ability to bring disasters and chaos at will but is yet to control that. He was also left with the ability to heal and fix any person and any object.

So that's the Anacardian folks :3 As for the rest, you'll only have to read for yourselves in the next few chapters so stay tuned :DWarning: The plot contains scenes that are similar to various Disney Classics! See if you can spot those as well! :DAnd... Expect some songs too. Majority being parodies of familiar Disney tunes ;)So have fun reading guys! :D

Questions or comments in forms of reviews would be appreciated ;) Please, no PMs

Long ago, almost a few millenniums before modern times, there lived one of the most beautiful goddesses ever known throughout mankind.

She is Queen Pistacia Vera; The Goddess of The Pistachios.

Her silky hair is a shade of light green like the nut's inside. Her long dress flowed like wind-blown clouds colored to resemble the shell of a pistachio.Her eyes are a soft blue-green and when one is lucky to get a closer look, he or she can see that within the Queen's azure irises are a variety of other colors.

Now Queen Pistacia is a queen loved by every one of her people may they be demigods or people of the Mortal World from below and at the other side of the barrier that separated the two worlds.

Being the kind and selfless queen that she is, Queen Pistacia devoted her whole life in leading her subjects and ruling over her entire kingdom.

And that kingdom, sat on the land that she called Anacardia, a place hidden very well within the clouds. One glimpse of the land and you will immediately think of it as heavenly paradise.

Anacardia is known for its countless, signature pistachio trees that stand tall in every corner as fresh pistachios hung from the many branches. Rivers and streams are water as clear as crystal and the rocks underneath are the smoothest gray ovals.

Beautiful mansion-like homes belonging to Anacardian dwellers, lined at the sides of a pale-yellow path that led to a large palace up ahead. A pair of sturdy-looking guards stood at the door, each holding a spear that promised major bleeding once in contact with flesh.Which is unlikely to happen of course since the people of Anacardia are perfectly sane folk with a glow in the flesh.

Literally.

The people of Anacardia are often believed to be demigods due to their various colored glows and magical powers. All are strong and all are bold. Although Anacardia is home to countless demigods, there are only five out of hundreds of demigods that are very special for they were chosen to be by the Queen herself.

Till today, the five chosen ones still stand and they have lived from then on as the strongest and highest in status compared to an ordinary Anacardian demigod.When together as one, everyone refers to them as The Pistachio Guardians; The protectors of the land and Alpha Demigods that keep things in order on behalf of the Queen.

Aside from that, being true to their titles, the true roles of those five demigods is to serve to provide guidance and protection to pistachios according to Queen Pistacia's command.

Well... At least only for the four of them that is.

While the fifth one, the second eldest, serves the Guardian position as well, protecting pistachios is not truly his duty.

Being Father Time's descendant, this fifth Guardian is destined to be the next Time Lord. He takes the role on with pride. Only problem being he's on his own.

No people to lead, no family for he had left them long ago.

Why

Not that they even cared about him. He just had different views on things and his family disliked him for that. Leaving them and The Badlands is something he never regretted doing.

Sometime later after proving himself worthy of trust, he was welcomed by Queen Pistacia into Anacardia with open arms. Treated as one of the Pistachio Guardians due to the close bond they share, the Queen saw the fifth one as her son like she did with the other Guardians.

But since he has the Time Lord duty on his hands which is of a considerably big importance, the fifth Guardian is usually only given half of the pistachio protecting duty. This granting him more time under the Queen's eye and more time to take care of the land's people whenever his brothers and sister are busy in their roles.

Happiness was all that overwhelmed the kingdom and it synced through the hearts of every one.

As long as Queen Pistacia lives,

As long as The Guardians stand,

As long as the Time Lord keeps time going,

Wars are ended,

Enemies are banished afar,

Anacardia is getting safer and secure day by day,

It is perfect,

And it couldn't get any better.

Until….

"Balthazar? Hey? Balthazar? You still sleeping? It's time to get up now, "

A young man kept poking at a bundle covered by layers of covers. To his dismay, the bundle let out a grumble before turning away. Vinnie sighed and rolled his eyes in light impatience. Guardians or not, sleeping in on a very important day isn't a thing that's usually tolerated in Anacardia and the youngest Guardian isn't letting Balthazar sleep in and miss on things.

"Come on, get up already!" Vinnie shook harder. "There's a crowd waiting for us out there!" Balthazar groaned and grabbed his pillow to cover his head with it. "Vincent Dakota it is six-thirty in the morning and it is still dark outside!" He grumbled. "Now leave me be and go back to sleep yourself!" "Aw come on Balth! We gotta get up now or we'll be late!" Vinnie protested but Balthazar ignored him.

Behind Vinnie, two pairs of eyes were watching and their owners peeked their heads in; Savannah and Brick. Savannah gave a smirk and floated in both her arms crossed, Brick following suit. "Old man's sleeping in again, isn't he?" The female Guardian spoke teasingly and lifted a part of Balthazar's blanket. "Typical of Cavendish." She held in a devious grin when Balthazar grumbled and curled up tighter.

Brick did a facepalm and shook his head in disapproval. "And yet he tells us that the early bird catches the worm." He muttered and stood by Vinnie, eyes not leaving Balthazar. "So, what are we gonna do? The hard way? Or just let the old dog lie and go on ahead outside ourselves?"

Vinnie shook his head firmly. "Hey you know the Queen's number one rule. No one gets left behind!" Savannah tilted her head inquisitively. "Even when he's going to miss the traditional welcoming ceremony for the Seventh Guardian?" She sneered in disbelief.

As if it's meant to happen, the woman's words made Balthazar's head shoot up. "The ceremony's today?!" He exclaimed in horror as he flung himself off the bed. "Why didn't you say so?! We cannot miss that!" He hastily pushed the three out of his room before slamming the door to get dressed in his haste. Fortunately, being skilled in magic, Balthazar changed in a jiffy with no difficulty and got out already dressed in his royal garb.

Two out of three of the Guardians outside the door looked incredulous while the other tried to keep things light. "Well at least he got up before we could get out for once." Vinnie chuckled only to hastily add when Balthazar shot him a look. "Late or not, Balthazar never misses occasions!" The elder Guardian gave a huff as he adjusted his glasses. "And I'm hearing this from someone who's the last to get up a lot!"

"But not on special times like this!"

"Don't deny Vinnie! Remember the boss's birthday a couple months ago? You woke up just as we were at the reception!"

Before the two could squabble some more, a gray falcon quickly flew in with a screech before transforming into its true form; A man who also shared the Guardian status with the other four. Orton panted a bit before regaining composure for flying as a non-human creature took a lot of energy. "What are you doing just dilly-dallying here and wasting time?!" He demanded inbetween pants. "The others have been waiting for an hour, the Queen is fifty minutes to arriving and the new Guardian is tying with her but increased by a considerable twenty seconds! Time is gold but yet you are wasting it!" He scolded.

"Well he's the one wasting that extra twenty seconds in oversleeping and another ten in changing," Brick snickered as he roughly patted Balthazar on the shoulder as Orton narrowed his eyes. "Ugh, people and their wasting of seconds," He muttered but shook his head to relieve the stress. "Anyways! Let's just get our gears crankin' and be off to the ceremony already! We can't keep the crowd waiting for ages!" Vinnie jumped and was already levitating, ready to do some fast flight-walking. "Exactly! Let's go already! Come on!" Balthazar nodded before levitating himself; Brick and Savannah following. "Alright my beloved brothers and sister, to the ceremony!"

With that headstart from the eldest Guardian, the five demigods sped across the carpeted corridors of their home at a rate so fast that all you could see is their bodies glowing with their respective signature color; Balthazar being green, Vinnie being red-orange, Savannah a pale-cyan, Brick a light shade of dark gray and Orton orange with a brownish tint. As they passed, several fellow Anacardians, the servants that worked for the five, took it as the signal to the ceremony starting soon and immediately followed them as well until they reached the outside of the palace.

By the time the five reached the very spacious gathering spot in the center of Anacardia, Balthazar and his earlier companions were lightly shocked to believe see that Orton is true to his word. Many Anacardian demigods have already stood waiting patiently for the ceremony to begin.

Passing the time, older demigods exchanged stories of their youth as their younger fellows either entertained themselves through singing and playing instruments or training their pet animals. Children can be seen sitting on their parents' shoulders waiting to see the Queen and new Guardian while slightly bigger children would run about or fly in their play.

Balthazar chuckled as he saw a young boy tugging at his father's robes for a pickup. The elder did so with a grin and he acknowledged the presence of Balthazar and the Guardians, bowing before them as did the other Anacardians that were near him. Ah, nothing could beat the lush environment of Home, Balthazar smoothly thought in his mind as he took in the sight of paradise around him.

No Anacardian will ever want to leave if they ever set foot here. Not even the oldest Guardians that are supposed to move on to other realms. Although he is yet to see them, it is rumored that they are still around, only invisible to sight says them. Balthazar sighed and his brows creased into a small frown.

And speaking of Guardians...

The presences of his fellow Guardians snapped him out of his thoughts and he turned his head to watch them converse a short distance away at the benches; Orton not partaking. Instead, was standing and leaning against a pistachio tree, clearly looking seriously deep in thought.

Apart from him, Savannah and Vinnie have just finished some small friendly talk with citizens while Brick was looking all over his royal garb with scanning eyes. "Hey I look okay right, Vin? Sav? No wrinkles or anything?"

"Nope." Vinnie assured with a smile. "You look perfect as always Brick-!" He yelped for Savannah pulled up a portion of his pants upwards. Releasing, the woman gave a smirk and rolled her eyes. "Well you're a man with dropping pants who's talking to another that dresses fine."

Vinnie's face flushed with a deep shade of red as Savannah let out a laugh, Brick joining her and doubling over. "Priceless!" He cried inbetween laughter. "It's literally the second time where this happens at a ceremony!" Vinnie gave a squeak in his mortification causing Savannah to cool down, her sympathy reaching for the man.

"Consider this as lesson to always keep an eye on your behind at all times, okay Vinnie?" She spoke soothingly as she placed a hand on Vinnie's shoulder in consolation. "Savannah's got a point. That and we can't have the public seeing a Guardian with his underpants sticking out." Brick finished for her with a teasing tone. "Got it loud and clear," Vinnie spoke flatly but smiled as Savannah nuzzled his shoulder sweetly. "Thanks for looking out for me Savannah," He took Savannah's hand in his, returning the affection.

Balthazar felt himself smile as he watched the two with pure content, liking the two together. As he approached, Brick was already onto teasing the two. "Hey it's been twenty decades you two!" He made way between Vinnie and Savannah and playfully poked Bonnie's chest. "It's been long enough! When are we gonna hear the wedding bells?" Vinnie and Savannah shot him with looks of horror as Balthazar looked on amusedly. "Oh Brick, twenty decades is still young!" He reminded with a chuckle. The two 'guilty parties' immediately jumped at the chance to escape their verbal torture.

"Exactly Brick! That ain't gonna happen in a million years!" Vinnie spat as did Savannah. "Yeah what he said!" Savannah huffed. "Besides we are not ordinary folk, we are Guardians! And Guardians have no time for weddings and ending up with kids running around!" Her eyes cast to the side as she looked in reconsidering. "Okay on second thought, maybe a kid or two would be nice," She smiled with a shrug. "Man I always wanted to look after one for years!"

Brick folded his arms and rose a brow in disbelief. "You do you realize you need a husband to have that, right?" Vinnie let out a choke as Savannah clenched her fists. "I know that idiot, but who says that husbands are a must-have? I won't need any of those once the Queen chooses me to look after the Seventh Guardian!" She pointed at herself proudly.

"Oh really? Then what if she didn't?" Brick challenged. Savannah rolled her eyes and calmly walked in front of Brick. "Well if that's the case," She turned around and flicked part of her hair against Brick's face with a confident expression. "Then I will just have to grab an orphan from the Mortal World, take it back here, and it's all mine."

Brick for once had nothing to say. Instead, gaped in shock. "Well that's somehow overkill don't you think? If you wanna do that, you have to go through that barrier." He pointed out. Vinnie nodded in agreement. "Brick's got a point Savannah. None of us has ever tried going through the barrier yet, who knows what could happen?"

Before Savannah could protest, Balthazar laid a hand on her shoulder with a firm shake of his head; The woman's shoulders slumping in disappointment for she knew exactly what Balthazar is thinking and expecting her to know by now. "Right..." She spoke glumly. "Even if I did sneak a Mortal in, it won't live for very long," Her head lowered. "And once it's gone, nothing can bring it back."

Feeling sorry for his sister Guardian, Balthazar patted her shoulder in comforting. "Oh cheer up Savannah, we might not know now but there's always that possibility of the Queen choosing you to raise the new Guardian." He turned to Vinnie who also offered some form of encouragement. "If the Queen ever chooses me I'd let you be the kid's mom ya know?" His glance cast to the side awkwardly, expecting a negative reaction from the woman.

Instead, Savannah gave him a grateful smile. "That's so nice of you Vinnie... Thank you," Vinnie blushed deeply once more. "No problem." He smiled meekly as his eyes locked gazes with Savannah's for while. Not taking them off as if he was lost in her dark pools. Man, I could easily get lost in those eyes of hers. Vinnie thought aloud in his mind.

Now with Savannah done for, Balthazar gave Brick a look of disapproval. "My you did a swell job in crushing your sister's hopes Brick." He spoke sarcastically. "I am impressed!" Brick's lower jaw dropped. "I crushed Savannah's hopes?! Hey don't forget about what she did to me the past few years!" He grumbled. "All I'm doing is what she does to me. It's karma!"

Balthazar facepalmed. Some siblings are a big pain in the butt.

"Oh whoever started it, you must stop with this childish nonsense," He chided before glancing at the other two. "And I'm referring to all of us here. One of us is going to be chosen to raise the Guardian and when that happens, it is strictly a must that the infant grows up with a true role model to look up to!"

He stopped when he saw that one of the Guardians is still out of the group. Facing towards the tree where Orton was, he could see the man still unnmoving in his spot; Growling softly at the mention of the possibility of anyone between him and his Guardian siblings being chosen.

Oh Orton. Balthazar felt a wave of pity wash over him. Clearly, he could tell that the young Time Lord isn't into being included in this business. Especially after a past incident that left a deep scar within his heart and those of Balthazar's and the rest. Though if one were to compare, Orton's scar would be deeper. Much deeper. He couldn't blame him for not wanting to take another chance in raising a Guardian the second time. But still, no matter what the Queen's choices are, it would be a big sin to go against them...

The blaring noise of the Guard's trumpets sounded throughout the entire land and all was quiet. Every Anacardian that was yet to reach the gathering place quickened their paces to find their place.

It is time.

"Balthazar!" Vinnie called out as he, Brick and Savannah hastily flew over to the pistachio tree where their two elders stood. "It's finally starting! We have to be there before the Queen comes!" "Alright, I'll be right there Vinnie!" He watched the three speed off to the ceremony while he faced Orton. The brown-haired man shifted uncomfortably for a moment before coming out of his spot with a sigh, his eyes notably filled with anxiety and grief.

"I know it's hard for you Brother," Balthazar softly spoke as he wrapped an arm around Orton. "But it's all in the past now. Should you get chosen, think of it as a chance to start anew!" He sighed and tipped Orton's chin up so they were facing eye to eye. "The Sixth Guardian would have wanted that." Orton felt his heart tear at the words. "She was like a daughter to me... " He whispered shakily as he shut his eyes tightly. "Oh Melissa…" He choked a sob and he buried his face in a hand to prevent more tears from pouring.

Balthazar felt his lower lip tremble at the sight of the usually sturdy Orton crying but he tried to stay strong for his younger. "She's not truly gone yet Orton, she still lives somewhere in the Mortal World. We just don't know where, remember that." He assuredly spoke and before Orton could speak, he found himself enveloped in Balthazar's warm embrace. At once, most of his grief started to melt away and he felt a smile forming on his lips.

"Feel better?" Balthazar smiled as Orton gently pulled away, returning the smile. "Not so, but I'm good." The older Guardian nodded and he wrapped his arm around Orton once more. "Good to know. Now come on, we cannot miss the Queen and the Seventh Guardian," He said as they both flew to where everyone else is. "Righty crikey, Balthazar! Orton cheerfully agreed as he grinned. Seeing his younger appear alright, Balthazar released his hold around him to go on ahead as Orton remained flying behind.

It was only when the moment he was out of Balthazar's eyes however did Orton's cheery grin wear off and melt into a straight smile; His eyes containing happiness but only in a small amount for sadness outnumbered that.

Anyone of them will do a finer job in raising a young Guardian than I have, Orton thought as he saw himself getting closer to his brothers and sister. His sight then set on the place where the Queen would usually stand at events. I just hope the Queen doesn't choose me. He frowned in his low self-esteem and let out a bitter snort. As if she would do that after what's happened to Melissa.…

Melissa

The child he was once entrusted with...

The child that he witnessed vanishing into the Mortal World...

The Sixth Guardian Anacardia had lost...

Because of him...

And if he is chosen again...

He'll never live it down!

"Orton?" The concerned voice of Vinnie sounded snapping Orton out of his trance. Vinnie, Brick, Savannah and Balthazar were all looking at their brother with equally concerned eyes as they noticed his distress. "Is something wrong?" Vinnie continued as he scooted over to Orton's side. Not wanting to be fussed over his inner feelings, Orton quickly intervened. "Oh nothing at all Vinnie! Everything is completely fine heheh!" He chuckled and then wore his plastic grin in hopes to convince them.

The four exchanged strange looks before facing upfront. With backs turned on Orton, Vinnie leaned in sideways closer to Balthazar who wore the frown of worry he puts on whenever something is amiss in either one of his Guardian siblings. "He doesn't seem very fine to me," He muttered and then looked downwards, his fingers entwining with each other. "Perhaps he's missing Melissa?"

"It's very likely that he is," Balthazar whispered back but kept his eyes on awaiting the Queen to stand in front. "That and I believe he fears being chosen and doesn't trust himself with children anymore after what's happened to the poor girl,"

Balthazar briefly looked back at Orton and he felt saddened once more for the moodiness has synced to him. "If only little Melissa would give us a sign. At least one sign, to tell us if she is still alive in the world below or not. Then her father wouldn't have to be in this state on such a joyous occasion..." After seconds, Balthazar shook the thought off and sighed. Who am I kidding? It's been months since she's fallen through the barrier. His brow creased into a frown. But she was still a baby when we lost her. Perhaps she is yet to discover her Guardian ability? Could she still be out there? Alive?

With that being stated, the rest of the time before the Queen arrives is all spent in silent hope for a lost member amongst the Guardians while one of them is suffering the most heartache from a past that he cannot undo.