As the sun began to set, all the children who'd been called here for the weekend would begin to feel it- the call back home.

The pull was gentle at first, gradually increasing until it couldn't be ignored. Yes, it was fun to see this little glimpse of who their parents were (or might have been) once upon a time, but they had families waiting for them at the other end who were just as anxious to get them back.

Time to go home, the portal sang out to them. Time to go home.

[ooc: for all your goodbye-ing needs! sorry for the lateness.]