Many Tiny Sparks: Chapter 11

Story by Mouseinwolvesclothing on SoFurry

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#45 of No Light to Be Seen

To protect myself from copyright: I do not own Pokemon franchise in any way so please Nintendo... please don't send your ninjas after me.Thank you! Oh and I don't own any references that I make either. Kinda goes without saying.

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POV Change: Taz

Don't panic. This could be interpreted in many different ways..........who am I kidding what the fuck other game can two people can two people play do in the bath.

In the same hopeless tone the Protege whispered into my head. "Yeah that's pretty much what I was thinking too. Solution too."

The chill was getting to me again as I was finally was able to extract myself from...her. I-we moved to step in front of Dad. Hadn't seen the soda until it spilled a handful of it's sticky contents all over my head. A familiar surge of power and light overtook me.

I glanced over to my reflection who'd immediately flashed me a playful smirk. His eyes and his right hand still radiating with psychic power. While I was still looking: The Protege palmed the soda that had been hovering above my head and took a swig. I wanted to wipe that smirk off his so badly!. But with him cloaked that would be like trying to punch air. That and I needed him.

The fact I was cold, naked, and shivering didn't really fully register. Nor did the fact that the temperature of the room plummeted to at least below freezing. Temperature dropping so low that you could see your breath. I could see ice crystals start to form around a certain radius of me.This radius expanded until it reached it's maximum of two steps on either side. The wisps of cold radiating off me like steam told me that it was my doing. Had to be. The Protege battle aura consisted of Darkrai's telltale one and heat. The fact that mine was overlapping his so easily was a testament to how emotionally invested in this stand we were.

It was by no means an impressive display of power. But that didn't matter to me; all that mattered was that it was uniquely mine.

As if practiced I and the Protege palmed a snowball and Shadow Ball respectively.

"Boys-" Dad began. That's all he got out before the Protege technically T-bagged him. The joke wasn't lost to the both of us either because we both snorted with laughter, gave each other a conspiring look, and then fist bumped.

Darkrai is practically beaming at the both of us with mischief while saying cooley "Though cute. Your little stand is meaningless. See the thing is: I've already informed both mothers of what transpired between the two/three of you. I'm sure we all already knew that it was only a matter of time before your curiosity would get the best of you."

Darkrai inclined his head to the ticked looking Pancham and said "That's the reason behind Rose's presence here. This being-" Darkrai points to Mom with a thumb claw "all her idea."

Well that hit like a punch to the gut. A blow the Protege and I both try to fight to recover from. Meanwhile Mom catches the baton Darkrai apparently thrown her:

"I'm no fool. The parallels between your relationship with your father and Runt's relationship with his father are practically neon signs. I also know you well enough that I knew that it was inevitable that your curiosity would practically force you to stick your nose where it doesn't belong." Mom sighs again "I hate that for a multitude of obvious reasons. But what I hate even more is knowing that I can't stop you. Especially not with most if not all my attention focused solely on Miles. So in order to preserve my sanity: I'll gladly accept help."

Mom points to Darkrai and then to the Pancham that was now stomping her way towards me.

Meanwhile Darkrai's eyes flashed with psychic energy and as if yanked by an invisible cord: the Protege flew into outstretched hand. I had been momentarily distracted by that so I'd didn't notice her aiming for a nut shot until it was too late. I don't remember falling to the floor. Don't remember willing myself back into a Cubchoo. But it all happened. I was grabbed by the scruff, which was then yanked as if I was about to be dragged away somewhere.

Except we didn't go anyway.

Thump

Thump

I twisted my neck just in time to catch the transformed forms of Rai and Miles smack into a psychic barrier. Miles apparently had gone fast enough to knock himself unconscious. Transforming into his normal Noibat form as a consequential result. Come to think of it...that's likely why I was a Cubchoo. A few heartbeats pass before Miles's body glows with a weak pinkish outline and begins to float out of my sight range.

Rai on the other hand is a lot tougher. Immediately after Rai made contact: he began trying to smash the Barrier open with a combination of punches, kicks, and his arsenal of special moves. Seems Rai was pissed off enough to forget that he could just go underneath the barrier via the shadow realm.

Rai didn't have a chance to go through even a little of his arsenal before being struck by a Thunderbolt. I was forced to watch all of the muscles in Rai's body spasm and twitch; occasionally transforming back and forth from human to spectre. Until Rai inevitably became an obviously unconscious Houndour. Kate sigh was full of teenage exasperation as the Manectric grabbed the pup by the scruff with her fangs, walk, and then hop back onto the couch that she'd been sharing with Dad.

I hear a sardonic snort before the Pancham says "That happen often?"

The snort was mirrored before Blake says "Only every 10 minutes it seems like. Their overprotective streaks have been a real pain in the ass."

Another sigh then Moma says "Oh right. I'd forgotten until you spoke up Blake. I have a bone to pick with you as well." Bare footsteps.

The pain was nearly gone now. I tried my hand at getting up only for a paw to shove my face back into the floor. The paw disappears only to be replaced by a heavy weight on my back. Didn't need my eyes to know the bitch was sitting on me. Just when I was getting air back into my lungs too! I decided to just play it cool and conserve my energy for my chance to get away from her. In the meantime I'll just watch whatever drama was unfolding in front of me.

Is it bad that I only just now noticed that Mom was just wearing a crimson bathrobe way too big for her? Maybe not. Come to think of it Dad may have been wearing a black one or other dark color that was exactly his size. To be fair my mind and eyes had been on everywhere but on them.

Mom apparently didn't know how stupid it was to jab her finger into the chest of psychopathic butcher. Or maybe Mom did and this was a dare? Or maybe Mom figured that because she was holding Miles: Blake wouldn't try anything. Anywho; Mom was saying to him "Apparently I was mistaken when I deemed you competent to watch over our baby. Until you are: I'm not trusting you to even wipe his nose without me around!"

There were too many possible stimuli that pushed Blake too far. Either A) Blake's pride was injured by being talked down to by my mother in front of his men. B) it was what my Mom said. C) Blake didn't like the way Mom was invading his personal space. D) Blake was already cranky because he'd gone without feeding his demon or was pent up. Or E) all the above. Either way Blake made a positively epic mistake: Blake bitch slapped my mother.

There was a familiar flash of light. Then suddenly there was a black-furred Mew was above Blake's head with a massive Shadow Ball hovering above hers. Sad part was: it seemed Blake mistook the flash of light as a sign he'd won because he had a cocky, triumphant smirk plastered onto his face all the way until he was sent into dreamland.

Mom didn't stop after the first ball either. Took a few more tinier Shadow Balls to get the urge to inflict retribution out of her system. Then Mom picked up Miles where he had fell with her tail then strode up towards us with her nose held high. When Mom sat down next to us, she gave the unconscious Gabite one more milk curdling glare before sighing and calmly saying to Darkrai as if nothing had transpired: "Have you gotten your train of thought back yet?"

Darkrai shrugs once before verbally responding Mom's question. "Yes. Fortunately what I have to say to Taz is very little."

I clenched my teeth and say as red began to tint my vision "The one you call Taz no longer exist."

Darkrai chuckles and leans down to rub my head. I swat his hands away...or at least try to since all I'd done was bat at them weakly. During this surely silly looking little interaction, he says:

"Here's the thing. So long as a single Elliot exist in this dimension or any other: there will always be a Taz. Each and every one of you are the same person after all. Just tweaked a little and given different callsigns. What makes them who they are is the people that they are with and their life experiences. Which also means even with the little piece of him you now hold: you are but yet cannot ever be Taz because you are not walking the same exact path he did."

A tidal wave worth of relief threatened to swallow me but I fought against it so I wouldn't drown in the resulting disappointment after I was given the inevitable piece of bad news that would likely come with this next question. "What exactly was Rai holding?"

Darkrai chuckles then says"Well I'd thought by now it was obvious."

I shook my head and frowned "Well it isn't. Spill already."

Darkrai points to the Pancham on top of me "His heart" Darkrai lowers his hand and with a shrug he says "horribly cheesy I know...but it was a cheesy relationship."

"Funny as I recall yours was equally as cheesy." was the response from the bear on top of me

Darkrai rolls his eye and said "Never said it wasn't. Didn't start out that way though and it really wasn't before Dialga and Palkia successfully ruined it by trying to force a more cliche re-run." A brief show of a surge of anger while the spectre said "I'll be sure to add that to the list of many sins they have compiled and come up with a fitting punishment for it.."

Mom said with a raised eyebrow "Tearing up their precious peace treaty and declaring war by blowing up one of their planets didn't satisfy your need of vengeance?"

Suddenly Darkrai began laughing a maniacal laugh. It lasted way too long to be his usual one and it portrayed way too much previously concealed insanity. Finally Darkrai laughter gradually slows to a trickle. After wiping an imaginary tear from his eye as says with false breathlessness: "No not even nearly."

Was it sad that we were all so used to such fits from this guy that nobody even flinched?

After all that; I tried getting us back on track "Did you plan on turning me into Taz from the start or was that later?"

The whole room muttered similar things along the lines of "That's a good question." and the Protege mutter "Took the words right out of my mouth."

I could feel Darkrai's smile as he said "I didn't predict those events. It would seem fate had different plans for you than I." Darkrai becomes sheepish "Don't get me wrong. I wanted you the kind of beast you are now; just a different species. The one I was thinking of pairing you with a Litleo. Seemed rather fitting. But this works. Possibly better."

Gonna have to look a Litleo and its evolution (if it had one) up to see if I had to kick the guy's butt for saying that.

"Over my dead body" grumbled the Pancham.

"That was kinda the idea." Then quickly saying "Nothing personal. Just thought I'd place a hurdle in front of my minions and see if anyone of them would stupidly rise to the challenge. A few did but thankfully you are far more benevolent than I and they eventually learned their lesson."

"Hey!" said Mom, Dad, and Blake. The latter must have woken up at some point

The bear finally rolled off me. I sat up. Now was my chance to finally get away from her! ...then I felt paws grip my head and pull it backward into her lap. With the Pancham's legs wrapped around my neck I couldn't move a goddamned inch! So this was pretty much Game Over.

So left with no other choice. I stared defiantly into that misleading cute face and prepared for whatever wicked torture she'd planned to do before finally ending it all. Whatever it was: I will endure it to show her that she has no power over me! It will make my revenge taste all the sweeter!

The bear was smiling as her hands did...some very wonderful things to my head.

Don't...stop...ever...

The bear suddenly giggled and said "I love how I don't need to be a mindreader to know what's going on in your head."

"Doubtful" was my sluggish reply. The Pancham was scratching a particular place behind my ear that if I'd been still part dog I wouldn't be able to stop myself from kicking my legs and push myself more into her hand. Crap I was doing that!...why did I care again?

"You're thinking that since you can't seem to distance yourself from me because of what's been added to you. Than all you have to do is endure any attention I give you and pretend that it affects you very little or not at all. If that doesn't work then you'll just act like a brat until I either lose my temper and do something stupid that will get me booted out or just walk away from all this."

I sat up so quickly that we butted heads before I managed to roll away. Hurt like a bitch but it gave me an opportunity. But an opportunity to do what exactly?

Fight or Flight. Fight or Flight. Fight-. Fight. FIGHT!

I clenched my paw into a fist and lunged to wipe that knowing smirk off that bitches face! .

M- She caught my wrist. Caught my other before I even finished clenching it into a fist. She then pulled me close and... kissed me full on the lips. There was no lust. No urgency. No tongue. Just a gentle lip on lip pressure.

Yet there was something she was putting behind it. What was it? Mama was about to pull back before I had a chance to name the soft emotion when it was figuratively on the tip of my tongue. So I followed her and thankfully the answer hit me quickly:

It was love.

My legs buckled underneath me. I was breathless. I felt and thought nothing. Not numb though. Just inner and outer calm. As if I'd just been on a tiny boat fighting against a typhoon that suddenly dispersed. Before I could get my bearings a paw gently force me to look up. Mama made sure I was only paying attention to her before saying softly and gently:

"The tricks you've used to keep yourself closed off don't work on me because I've learned my way around them. I also know that they are the warning flags you wave when something is upsetting you. "Pause than "Now something is bothering you so badly that has you reeking with fear. Please tell Mama what is wrong."

The only thing I registered was there was a damn about to burst and I didn't want anyone to see it! Something that flitted by kinda like an idea crossed over my mind's eye. It wasn't from my head though. When I actually listened to it: it turned out to be instructions on how to perform a move. Coincidently it was the same one I performed earlier: Brine.

Snort the mucus drip back into your nose, will water to replace the air in your mouth, then blow it all out.

Was very surprised when I'd performed the move on my first try.

I'd forgotten one thing though: my wrist were still being held captive. Which meant I was still face to face with a now irritated looking Pancham. Whom was fortunate enough to have to take in a deep gulp of air before being buffeted by my attack. I tried yanking myself away while using Brine some more. But her grip was too strong. I'd thought we were stuck in an impasse. But she proved me wrong when she let go of one of my hands so she could use reach under my armpit and...tickle it?!

Did I mention I'm very ticklish under my pits and on my belly?

Concentration for move: gone.

Unamused and now soaking wet Pancham who was totally up in my grill : still present.

On the bright side: I somehow composed myself during that short break. So I blew a raspberry just to spite the bitch. And wouldn't you know it? Of course my sour luck dictates that she was able to catch it before I managed to get it back in my mouth. Okay. That's fine. Just don't lead me anywhere by it. That would be hella humiliating..

With a low exasperated sounding growl: the bitch did just that.

Gods damn her!


POV Change: Miles

Nil closed the door, flew up to the knob, and turned the lock. I knew what that was and did because Nil told me when I'd used the bathroom for the first time. Maybe now no one would bother us. Don't even think they knew we'd left the room because they'd been watching Taz (?) the whole time. I'd forgotten to ask what to call the other one. I'll do that later though. Me being alone with Nil felt more...important for some reason.

Nil didn't say anything as he flew onto the bed. Can't wait until I can do that.

I couldn't look away from Nil's weiner as he walked towards me; it was sticking straight up and drooling again and it smelled really good. So was mine but it didn't smell as good. Was sure making a mess though. Nil said not to worry about it,so I didn't.

Nil kissed me on the mouth when he'd finally got to me. I kissed him back. His tongue was licking and pushing against my teeth as if asking if it could come in. I let it in. I'm so glad I did. The taste in Nil's mouth and the way his tongue felt rubbing against mine made me want more even though I already had him in my mouth. Our tongues played for what felt like only seconds before Nil pulled away. I tried to follow but Nil held me back and said while panting like a doggy "Hang on. We...need to...breathe!"

We both were breathing really fast now and I felt a bit...dizzy as if I'd been running for too long. I did as he said. We did nothing for a little bit and our breathing soon calmed. After it did Zillian said with a slight hiss under his breath and words: "Okay let's amp things up a notch. Try not to move please Master. I don't want to accidentally scrape you with my teeth. Don't see how that's gonna be possible since even as a Noibat you're still unbelievably huge. "

Nil's face slowly moved down towards my wiener. My breathing and my heart was beating super fast now. Nil's matched mine. I hissed when I felt his breath on me. Felt so freaking good! But that goodness might as well been next to nothing when I felt Nil's tongue slowly go from the bottom to the top. Every part of me screamed for more but Nil held my...hips down and kept licking me like...like...UGH! I wish I knew more words! Felt as if I was about to go boom any second. I can't take this...this...torture anymore!

Nil chuckled and said with a glint of...mischief in his voice. "Oh yeah you're not going to last much longer."

Nil put his mouth over me and then something in me broke. Next thing I know: I'm on top of Nil and slamming my wiener in his mouth as fast as I possibly can. Nil tried to fight me, but couldn't get me off. Didn't really matter because after only a few seconds: I went boom. Or that's what it felt like anyway. But it was the good kind of boom. A very very very GOOD kind of boom.

No words I know even comes close to...describing it. Also apparently when you're body feels good enough it does things that you don't tell it too. You also feel like you're flying even though you're on the ground. I couldn't see right because all sorts of black floaty things. I made all sorts of funny noises without meaning to. I think I even screamed!

It wasn't until 'the feels good' feeling started going away that I realized that something had came out of me. I hope it wasn't pee. I would be all kinds of sorry if I accidently peed in Nil's mouth. Must have been something different though because when I went to pull out: Nil chased after me, pushed me down on the bed, than held me there as he continued licking me. Was as if Nil was cleaning my weiner with his tongue. Was making all sorts of happy noises too. Must have tasted really good I guess.

Then Nil climbed overtop of me and we began kissing again. Tasted different but even better than last time. Very...sweet and...fruity?

A new smell came from Nil now. A very good smell. I wanted to know what it was so I broke the kiss and followed it. The fur around his wiener and belly were all messy now. Maybe Nil went boom too? Had to of cause this didn't smell like pee. I kinda wanted to taste it. Is that weird? Don't really care if it is, just wondering. So I did what I wanted to do. It had a funny sort of taste, kinda like fruit but not at the same time. I wouldn't be able to drink it straight out of a cup. But about this much every now and then would be good.

I did want more though.

Nil pushed my head away with a laughed a little; he sounded tired. "Quit it. After cumming, that doesn't feel very good for a while. See?" Nil rubbed my wiener with his palm. Ow! I hissed and was about to nip at his cheek but stopped when I realized he'd only wanted to show me what I'd been doing to him. I nodded while he said "Don't worry that sensitive feeling will go away. We just have to wait"

Apparently it was Nil's naptime. Best place for it and it'd finally got quiet now. Almost too quiet. I watched Nil sleep for a little bit while working up the energy and want to get up and move around. Then I tried flying off the bed. Didn't work again. But I fell more slower. That's called progress I think. Gonna have to practice that sometime.

Now how am I gonna open that door...

I couldn't fly. I couldn't become human without Nil's help; which I couldn't get because I didn't want to wake him up when he obviously needed to sleep. Which also meant I couldn't call for help. I couldn't do the 'talk inside your mind thing' because I tried doing that with Nil while everyone was being boring and saying a lot of words I didn't understand.

Only thing I'd done was make Nil give me a weird look and ask if I needed to use the bathroom. Laughed at me when I'd told him what I was trying to do. So I boop him. He boops me back. Then we kept boop-ing each other until I win when Nil starts dodging my boops and telling me that he was too tired to play anymore.

Ahh that was fun...You know what isn't fun? Staring at door and waiting for it to open on its own while you are thinking of something that happened earlier that same day.

Well I guess I could try the square thingy in the wall. For some reason there was the outside smell was coming from it now. Was an easy climb. My claws went through the wall very easy and it was barely higher than the bed. Now I just needed to get it open enough for me to wiggle through.

I was in the middle of working it more open ever so slowly when I suddenly heard something thump onto the floor. That same something grabbed me. It was the invisible hands again and they were pulling me somewhere. Over my...gasp and now fast beating cause scared heart: I heard Elliot's voice say "Oh hell nah .Get yo mentally unbalanced ass right over chere"

I glanced at Nil; thankfully he was still asleep. I looked up at the white hair Elly and put a finger to my lips then said "Shhh don't wake Zillian up. He needs to sleep.."

Elly looked towards the bed, frowned, and loudly whispered "Oh I wouldn't dream of waking the sleepyhead. " There was something not right about that frown though and how he said those words. Still I guess it didn't matter since he was whispering now.

Elly was smiling at me now when he whispered. "I'm gonna show you a magic trick now. Okay? Watch the door and don't blink or you'll miss it."

I did as I was told. Didn't really have much of choice though. Unless I wanted to look up at Elly which I had no reason to at the moment. We turned towards the door. I'd expected for him to open it like normal...but we went straight through it instead!? WHAT!?

I waved my arms for no real reason at all and shouted "Do that again." Elly chuckled a bit and did as I said. And again: I didn't feel anything...well not true I did feel a little cold both times Elly went through the door. But that was it! This. Was.......................Awesome!

Than Elly did something even more awesome!

We turned back to the door that led into my room and Elly sung "You put your right foot in" Elly put his right foot through the door into my room.

"You take your right foot out" Elly took his right foot out of my room.

"You put your right foot in" He -well you know!

"And you shake it all about" He must have done what he said because even though I couldn't see on the other side of the door: I saw the rest of him move around like he did. "You do the hokey pokey- While Elly said the last part he steps inside the door. This next part was while he spun us around in a circle "-and you turn yourself around."

"That's what it's all about!" I said while clapping my hands. I burst out laughing. I couldn't help it! I tried to laugh quieter when I remembered Nil was sleeping right behind us. I did okay I think because I didn't hear a single noise behind us.

I felt Elly look down at me "Uhh... How do you know that song already?"

I looked up at him and smiled real big "Barney taught it to me."

Elly smiled back at me and laughed "Huh. Well I'll be damned. TV really does teach you things."

We stepped all the way through the door and we were walking towards the bathroom instead of the stairs. That confused me. "Um I don't have to go. Do you have to go?"

Elly shook his head and said "Nope. What you and Zillian did has made you all smelly. Got to take care of that first before we go back downstairs."

"Okay" I said even though I liked the smell that was on me.

Elly didn't fill up the bath. Just turned it on, stuck his hand in the water a couple times, after each time twisting the knob a couple of times as if the water wasn't doing what he wanted. It finally did after only a little bit. Than Elly put me in the tub. There was only a little water in here though. So I said "Aren't you gonna fill the tub first?"

Elly smiled and shook his head "Nope. Quick bath remember?"

"Oh. Well okay then."

Elly grabbed the cleaning stuff and began rubbing it into me. It tickled. I tried to fight the tickle! I really did, but I just couldn't stand it anymore! I tried to wiggle out of reach of his hands "It tickles! Stoooop iiiit!"

Elly laughed and said "You're almost done. You just have to take it just a little longer dude! Don't make me come in there!"

Elly's hands chased after me. I tried to avoid them but the tub was slippery and there wasn't really anywhere for me to run to. I was rubbed here, there, everywhere! So to get back at him I started splashing water at him.

Elly jumped back away from the tub, then came back while making growling noises exactly like a doggy "Hey! Oh it's on now!"

He was tickling me now on purpose! I don't care what the little liar says afters! At least Elly hadn't been lying when he said he was almost done. Elly used so invisible hands to clean the new mess up off the floor. Oh! And Elly had to take off his shirt because I'd gotten it all wet. Serves him right for tickling me.

We'd were at the top of the stairs when Elly suddenly said "Oh right, almost forgot. For now on Miles I want you to call me Danny. Trust me if don't get into the habit now than you'll get confused later."

That could only mean one thing.

"Guess that means Taz has more babies then? How many?"

Ell- Sorry- Danny suddenly stopped walking, gave me a super surprised look, and said "What!?" at the exact same time the entire downstairs burst out laughing.

I really hate it when that happens! Makes me feel dumb...


POV Change: Taz

"It's not funny!" shouted 'Danny' and Miles at the top of their lungs.

If those of us laughing were like me: then they could only barely hear them. Also hearing the butts of the joke blowing hot air just made them laugh even harder. It was just too...Miles to handle and the fact that the outlandish thing was said in a ' Nothing to see here folks.' kind of tone was what really sold it!

Gradually everyone escaped the danger of passing out from asphyxiation. Thankfully there were no casualties. But with Miles around that could change at any moment.

"Oh God-" Mom wipes her eyes with her tail. "-I think we all needed that"

'Guess who' says "Mmm mmm mpf he's so precious! What's the little guys name and how old is he?"

Mom's reply was offhanded "His full name is Miles Keegan Kimmerly. Technically Miles is only a few weeks old because that's how many actual days he's seen. In mind I place him between 6 or 8 years old give or take. Physically he is Elliot's age exactly." Mom glances at Darkrai "Or so I'm told."

Darkrai nods and replies "The number you were looking for is 7."

A flash of sadness flickers on Mom's face before it is replaced with acceptance. A pinkish outline flickers to life around Miles before he floats all the way into Mom's arms. Apparently Mom had it in her to shift into a Persian. Despite the fact everyone was now watching them; Mom begins grooming Miles like any cat would have.

Unsurprising; Judging from the murderous expression Blake (still a Gabite) was giving Mom: that asshole seemed to have a beef with that or something else even more stupid. Was probably Miles's name because apparently (from what I'm told) big Papa had some issues with it; namely the fact he was only given the right to Miles's middle name and not both middle and last like he'd wanted.

Paws grabbed me from behind and drug me down the floor. Apparently my ass was getting a cuddle whether I wanted it or not. Which I didn't. To make matters worse those paws were adventurous and they feared no land or crevice. Guess I now have a new game to play. Come to think of it...it was very eerily similar to the one I used to play with Zillian. I will dub it: Slap Happy.

With a grunt Dad got up from the couch and began walking towards us. "Yeah I've had all that I can stand watching this."

I rolled my eyes and replied "Dad don't waste the energy. It's not her you're fighting. It's me. So please at least spare me a little dignity and not instigate another temper tantrum." To mostly myself I mutter "Not sure I'll be able to live that embarrassment down for as long as I live."

Danny sighs before saying dryly "Okay dude here's the question that makes what you just say sound retarded: What does the body do when it encounters a foreign invader?"

I raised an eyebrow and responded "Fights it."

Danny flashes a triumphant smirk before saying "So what is so embarrassing about you trying to defend yourself against an invader that you didn't even know was there? A knee-jerk reaction to possession was all that little incident was and nothing more."

I pretty much was fed up with his snarky, condescending attitude "Alright little Yoda. If you're so wise than what would you do in my position?"

Danny rolled his eyes and said "Obviously I wouldn't have a clue." Danny held up a hand to silence my triumphant rebuttal then quickly said "However since I'm on the outside looking in: I see the solution that's right in front of your face, but you're too blind to see because of so much BS is clouding your judgement."

I actually held my breath.

Danny continues without further prompting. His smirk falling into a small unhappy frown as he said "If you can't fight the current than ride it out until an opportunity arises to change your direction."

Danny finally begins walking the rest of the way downstairs and then walks towards me. "If you don't do anything: than the current will just keep doing what it wishes and you'll inevitably drown. Just like your past life did. Right now if you try fighting against the current than the same will happen because you didn't have enough energy to seize the opportunity to change it's direction."

A Thunderbolt attack would've had the same effect as Danny's words.

After only a handful of seconds of doing nothing but gaping like a fish. My intelligent reply was "Holy shit you really are Yoda"

Danny rolled his eyes and responded with "Not really. 'Sides I'm only repeating the advice your opponent told me once" That stupid smirk was back as he glanced towards Darkrai "It's sound advice."

That could only mean- No...no use getting angry when I didn't know all the facts. Well it was time to get them.

I'm sure my anger showed, especially since I couldn't stop gritting my teeth or clutching my fi- paws. Still I kept my voice almost calm and level. "What happened in your story to make you hate Mom and Dad so much?"

The smirk widened to a smile. "Well shoot me dead. Seems you really are learning." Danny slow claps a few times before stopping and saying with a frown "See in my story. My parents weren't parents. The were bickering children fighting for and over a legacy that they didn't know could no longer exist. I of course tried to be the mediator. My only reward was a fractured psyche and more scars on my body and soul than there are numbers. The real kicker is that nothing I did helped in the slightest."

Danny held up a hand and in it spawn a fireball "So I helped squelch out the most annoyingly persistent one-" Danny closed his fist on the fireball. Leaving behind a small line of smoke. The action hid the fact that he'd palmed a Shadow Ball which he'd thrown at Dad's head"-and gave the other one the boot."

Dad smacked the Shadow Ball away as if it were a mere common beach ball.

"-when it was the best opportune moment arose to do so. Leaving me with the ones that actually had my back." Danny was smiling again, this one was wicked "and you wouldn't believe the phrases and action I got afterward. That was my happy ending. Because I was happy: I have no regrets." Danny frowned "But those fucking shithead Gods crashed the party."

Darkrai snorts and says "I would tell you to mind your tongue. But they don't deserve the waste of time and effort."

Danny sits down on the floor in front of Runt then lies against his side. No reaction from Runt. Seems he was taking the transition well. "Well I suppose you want to know Taz's story next. Know thy enemy and all that."

I shook my head and replied "I'm not really upset about taking up Taz's mantle. In fact I've already been doing that unencouraged in case you hadn't noticed."

Danny was looking at me as if I'd grown a third head. Cue telekinesis. Been noticing that people with that power overuse it. Sure its cool and useful; but it's also taxing. Well it was to me anyway. Question was what was-

The warmth and weight against my back that I'd almost grown used to disappeared. I was almost cold without it. Like that sudden chill you experience when you've been underneath a blanket for too long and it's suddenly taken away from you.

Danny held the protesting Pancham still and pointed a finger at her anatomy then said very slowly as if I was mentally handicapped. "This is called a va-a-gin-n-a. Us homosexuals don't like them very much remember? You'll have to have it if you agree to be Rose's partner."

"Why is El- Danny talking like that?" asked Miles in his adorable high pitched squeaky voice.

"Because he's trying but failing to be funny when all he's really doing is being a bully"

"Oh. For that I'm gonna boop him next time he gets close."

"That is totally what she said" said both Dad and Blake.

The entire room groaned with exasperation while Mom says in a near hiss "And the D'aww moment is ruined. Thanks alot for that a- jerks" Pause "What I just said and how I did is called sarcasm dear."

"What's that?" says the only person that would.

Mom explains sarcasm.

I ignored all that as I stood, fixing my expression into a glare, I crossed my arms, and began tapping my foot. "You have 5 seconds to put down Mama before I open a can of whoopass."

Wait...what did I just say?

Weird...for some reason I closed my eyes to blink and found myself outside screaming my head off and running in a random direction. It was really dark out. Hmm... I wonder how late it was? In another blink I was standing in the same spot I'd last seen myself in. Damned portals. Maybe I could outrun and dodge them?

Outside again. I could actually see the portal this time and barely dodged it. Only for another portal to scoop me up. This time my head smacked against the floor. Maybe I blacked out, not for sure. Not for long though because my face was still smarting from landing on it. I eventually flipped myself over onto my back to stare at the ceiling for the second that night. This time my view wasn't blocke by clothes.

Danny suddenly broke the small period of silence by "Dude will you stop freaking out? You're seriously making me look bad"

I held up a paw as I sat up and said "You can't really see it, but I'm flipping you off right now."

Danny rolled his eyes and responded while placing a hand on his hip "Unfortunately you're not my type."

I got up, walked over, and yanked his hand down "Dude stop that! You look like a total wuss when you do that!"

Again with the eye roll "It's a habit I picked up from Daddy. And FYI: that pose that you just struck before you ran screaming into the night like a ninny? Your Mama strikes that pose and says a very similar phrase when someone cubnaps you. So you can't say shit because you're guilty of it too."

"Who the fuck says ninny anymore!?" I shout while lunging for his feet which I proceeded to hit with my widdle cubby paws while hiding my eyes with my arm. "Stop it! Stop destroying what little respect we've worked for by making us look flamboyant!"

Danny heaved an exasperated sigh "Will you stop stalling and just face the fact that you finally slipped up and called Rose by the petname your past life gave her?"

"Ne-. Wait. How the heck do you know that's what was made me freak out."

Another exasperated sounding exhale before Danny shouted "Because it ain't freaking rocket science!"

"Oh." I said while scratching the back of my head. Now where was I? Oh yeah. I was in the middle of shouting: "Never!"

I didn't even make it out of the room this time before telekinetic energy stopped me in my tracks. Well on the bright side: I was at least making Miles laugh with my antics. Poor kid really needs to breathe soon though.

Ever been frozen mid-air mid-run? I can tell you it's not pleasant. If left too long like than your legs start to cramp. So I was forced to kinda hang there while someone stomped towards me. Well since my vow has been broken, there really isn't any harm in calling she-who-must-not-be- named her actual name in my head now. So yeah. Mama was the one stomping towards me.

Soon as Mama (wow this is very liberating) got to where I was: she slapped me across my left cheek then half-shouted into my ear "What is my name!?"

"I plead the 5th." Was my immediate response My smart ass comment got me a slapped ass. Hmm how ironic. Pretty sure that's what Mama had been going for. Still she could've at least take me out to dinner first before molesting me. Hmm...should I say that I need an adult? Nah that fruit was hanging too low.

Another slap. This time the magical phrase was "Say my name!"

This time the magical response was "I barely felt that one you stupid bitch!" Wow... mark that last one off my list of comebacks. That bitch can throw a punch! Something told me she didn't hold back anything back either.

"Is Taz confirming that he gets off on pain?" I heard Kate said

"What does that mean?" asks Miles.

"Say it!" another slap "Fuck you!"

"I don't think so?" Dad sounded unsure, the bastard. "My theory is that he's just has fun being a tease."

"Say it!" another slap "Skank!"

Miles was ignored so he asked again.

"Yeah I think you're right" came the chorus of agreements

"Say it!" another slap "Dyke!"

Miles asks again.

"The world may never know" said Danny in a way reminiscent to the narrator of a the Tootsie-pop commercial I'd seen multiple times.

"Say it!" another slap "Dumbfuck!"

Aaand Miles once again repeats himself.

Sniffing sounds then "Well at least Miles is enjoying the show." commented Steve.

"We were trying to ignore that!" came the chorus of people with sensitive noses.

"Say it!" another slap "Dirty whore" Oh wait I technically already said that, I should try again "Nigga!"

How the hell can get quieter in an already quiet room?

"Oh no he didn't!" Said...well pretty much everyone.

The telekinetic hold on me was released "Run you idiot!" shouted Danny

"Bitch I'm not stupid!" I shouted while Nope-ing the fuck out of there.

"YOU JUST DISPROVED THAT" Danny shouted after me.

Coincidently this was seemingly during the same instant that the blue screen of death effect faded from the only three beings that would care about what came out of my mouth. Two indignant roars and a hiss suddenly rang out when a very pissed off looking Houndoom, Persian, and Pancham gave chase. The only reason I was probably alive right now was because I was given a head start and Mom was running on empty. That or was just too mad to concentrate. That happens sometimes.