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POV Change: Miles

Everyone was getting ready for bed besides me, Taz, and Danny. Seems I wasn't the only that slept for three days. Because of that we were allowed to stay up however long as we wanted to. So glad we were because I wouldn't be able to sleep because I was so dang happy! Why?

AunC bought me a onesie. I didn't even have to ask what that word meant because you could see what it meant just by looking at it. But since you can't see it: it's clothing that the shirt, pants and socks are all one thing. But not just any onesie! It was a onesie that makes me look like Barney!

Well kinda.

I don't have Barney's head. Just something called a hood that kinda looks like the head except that the mouth is where my face is. Which makes it seems like Barney ate me! I laughed alot when I'd noticed that; Mom and AunC did to.

Before I could wear it though: Mom had to cut some slits in the arms and the top of my hood to let my Noibat wings and ears free when they decide to pop out like they do. So that part is gone.

The only part I don't like is that it's super hard to put on. Had to have Mom help me. Which took forever because I would move around too much because I was just so excited and she kept accidently tickling me; which made putting it on even harder. Mom kept laughing at me so that made it even harder. Made putting it on fun though and Mom's laugh is really nice to listen to. She thinks that way about my laugh too.

Papa was outside with Darkrai and their friends. Before they went outside Darkrai had said he was going to turn our new friends into demons like Papa, Me, Kate, Taz, Dad, Steve, and Trevor. The last two were two of the doggies I hadn't had the chance to meet or talk to yet. Apparently they were friends of Dad, Danny, and Taz.

Ever since Papa and Darkrai went outside: I've been hearing and feeling lots of BOOMS. Mom said that it wasn't anything to worry about. Was just power coming out of our new friends so fast that the air couldn't help but make that noise. Kinda like a fart AunC had said. That made me laugh. Which seemed to make AunC and Mom happy. I guess AunC likes my laugh too.

Papa came back inside after they were done. When Papa saw me: he made a unhappy noise and kept hitting his head on the wall while saying "He will never grow up at this rate." or something like that. Made Mom and AunC mad. They gave Papa an angry look. Papa left the room really fast after that and that was that.

So guess who I'm going to run to when Papa gets mad at me?

Oh that reminds me! I need to show my new clothes to Danny and Taz. Just gotta find them first.

I left the room while Mom and AunC were digging through boxes. They were looking for the laptop charger for me and something called a camera. I had been helping them look for them. But I don't think that I was very good help because I kept stopping them to ask if what I'd found in a box was what they were looking for. Who knows? Maybe they would find it faster if I left.

Which made me a bit sad. Hopefully Danny and Taz will cheer me up. They were good at making me happy... when they weren't making my head hurt.

Funny...why can't I hear anyone? Usually I could hear everyone so well that I could hear them anywhere in the house when they were just talking normally. Was there something wrong with me?

"Hey uh... you look a bit lost there kid."

I turned towards the sound of the voice and seen a big man I haven't seen before. Wasn't bigger than Papa but was a lot hairier though. But not as hairy as Dad even when he is just a human. This man was wearing a pair of sweatpants but wasn't wearing a shirt. I said the first thing that popped in my head "Barney says not to not talk to strangers." Oops. But then I thought of something to add onto it to make what I said a bit better. "If I scream real loud: someone will get here faster than it takes for you to blink. So I wouldn't try anything."

The man laughed a little but there was something not quite right about it. He kinda looked embarrassed but then again not at the same time. He also wouldn't look me in the eyes. "Yeah well...you've seen me before. Just not as a human. I was Gro- I was the funny little mostly orange and black dog you saw earlier. Name's Steve."

Oh.

"Oh. Than I guess you're a not so strange person then." Okay so I gotta ask this next one even though it's probably a stupid question. " Can you look inside people's heads?"

Steve was blinking really fast at me when he said "What?"

I shrugged and said "I only learned your name just a little bit ago. I kinda realized then that you and the other doggy named Trevor hadn't said anything to anyone yet. I was actually kinda wondering what your voice sounded like."

Steve gave me a funny look before saying slowly "No I can't look inside your head. Me catching you in the hallway after you thought about is what's called a coincidence. Or to put it in a simpler way: luck."

I tilted my head at him. Don't know why I did that and said "What's luck?"

Steve blinked at me really fast some more before saying while rubbing the back of his neck "Things that happen to a person because of chance."

"What's chance?" I asked next.

Steve looked to be thinking really hard about something before he snapped his fingers suddenly and said "Ever heard a game called Rock-Paper-Scissors?"

I shook my head.

Steve frowned then shook his head. Now he was smiling a little bit. "Okay so it's like this." Steve made a fist and held it out to me "In this game: this is rock." Steve opened his hand and laid it......flat. "This is paper." Steve stuck two fingers out "and this is scissors. Rock beats scissors, Paper beats rock, and scissors beats paper. You understand so far?"

I nodded. Surprisingly yes.

Steve nodded then said "Okay so when I say 'shoot.' You pick either rock, paper, or scissors with your hand. Chance is what determines the winner."

I tilted my head at him "But how will I know which one to pick?"

Steve smiled "That's the thing. You and I don't know which one the other will pick. That's why it's a game. Ready?"

I nodded.

Steve began catching his left fist into his right hand. Then raising back up only to do it again a lot of times. "Okay so do what I'm doing now" I did what he said. Then he said "Rock, paper, scissors. Shoot."

I chose rock while he chose scissors. Wait-

I could hear the surprise in my own voice as I said "I won!?"

"Yup " Steve said with a grin that actually showed his teeth.

"Yay!" I jumped up in the air with a chirp and my fist raised. Don't know why I did that. Hopefully Steve didn't find me dumb for that. I then said the next thing that popped in my head "You're fun. Why haven't you said anything? Did you do something bad or embarrassing that makes you want to hide?"

Steve rubbed the back of his neck and said "No. Just haven't had anything to say until now. Too busy watching and listening like you were."

"Oh that makes sense I guess." Pause then " Usually I can hear noises from anywhere in the house from my room if I try. Now I can't hear anything. So I think there is something wrong with me."

Steve was blinking really fast at me again he seemed surprised before suddenly looking...relieved while he shook his head "Nothing wrong with you kid. Darkrai must've used some crazy...powers to make some changes to the house so you can't hear things you weren't supposed to hear again."

Now it was my turn to stare and blink at him before saying "Well how am I supposed to find people and know if something bad is happening if I can't hear the noises?

Steve raised an eyebrow at me "You can't. That's why you do what the rest of us do: you get off your butt and go look for them." Pause then "Who are you looking for? Maybe I know where they are."

"Taz and Danny." I grinned pulled on my hood. "I wanted to show them my pajamas."

Steve looked a bit confused but then I could see the instant the answer came to him on his face. Steve laughed into his hand "You know I actually only now just realized what you were wearing. Cecilia works fast. "

I felt myself change into the big Noibat. Apparently I was thirsty again. AunC said I would be after we'd sort of forced it to come out so Mom could make the slits. She also said to-

Something touched my shoulder. I blinked and somehow gotten myself onto the ceiling. I looked down and saw Mom and AunC' with a surprised looks on their faces. Mom's long tail was almost where my shoulder had been earlier. Must have been her that touched me. For some reason Steve was sitting on the floor now, clutching his heart, and breathing really fast.

AunC laughed a little into her hands "Yeeah I'd forgotten that you probably didn't know that all Noibat are naturally jumpy. They have to be in order to survive in the wild."

"Jumpy *pant* *pant* you don't say?" said Steve out of breath as if he'd ran a lot before sitting down.

Mom shook her head, looked up at me, and said "Miles sweetie please don't run off without telling Mommy or AunC what you're doing first. Okay?"

I nodded and said "I was looking for Taz and Danny. Wanted to show them my pajamas."

Mom stepped back while nodding and said "Okay. Come back down and we'll look for them together." Mom tilted her head at me and said "I know you're thirsty but are you hungry too?"

I let go of the wall and fell to the floor. I tried flying again but only slowed down my fall. "I could go for a snack."

Steve's stomach... gurgled "Steve's hungry too!"

Steve's eyes got real big and he said quickly while getting up even quicker. So fast I didn't even see him move "That would be the reason I came out here and it isn't hunger."

I heard a really big fart come from Steve. Which made me laugh really hard because I hadn't expected the funny sound at all! Than the funny died when I smell hit my nose. I made a funny noise with my mouth and my hand raced to my nose. Mom and AunC made the same noise and done the same thing. And then Steve was running at a almost but not quite Papa speed. Though I did hear him shout "Damned pineapples!" and then I heard a door shut very hard and loudly.

Guess Steve reallyhad to use the bathroom.

Hopefully all that noise didn't wake up Nil.

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AunC stayed behind to look for things. We were going to bring her back some pizza if there was any. We didn't say anything on the way. Don't think we needed to though.

I was big so the Stairs of Doom weren't bad at all.

I found my jug in the last place I'd left it. It was about...half when I finished drinking for now. I picked up Barney -who'd been sitting next to the jug- while I was at it. Like usual I'd changed back into human after all that. Now-

"Do we have any animal crackers?" I'd asked Mom who was in the middle of bending down to pick up the bag that Barney came in. There was also some other stuff I hadn't even looked at yet. Just knew it made a lot of noise when the bag was moved.

"No you ate them all. Gonna have to pick up some more tomorrow when I do some grocery shopping"

I turned to face where Papa's voice was coming from. I knew someone was there so his voice didn't scare me. Papa was sitting on a new really big and comfy looking chair. It had a long stick thing on it's side and the bottom part of it was sticking out. Looked kinda like Papa was lying down on the chair, like a bed but not really lying down. Papa was just in his underwear and was watching...something I didn't understand on the T.V.

Come to think of it: there were a lot more couches and chairs in the living room now. Everyone could had a place to sit if they wanted to. That's funny. Didn't even hear the truck guys.

"If I make a list then will you pick up what's on it?" Asked Mom

"Sure. Knock yourself out." said Papa drinking something that smelled really bad. Was one of the cans that Papa told me not to touch.

"Furniture a gift from Darkrai?" asked Mom

"Yup" said Papa while scratching his tummy.

"Didn't take you much of a baseball fan."

Papa just made a noise that sounded like "hmm"

I wonder if we had any oranges left. I went to check. Mom followed me to the cold box. When I put down the jug to grab the oranges: Mom took the jug from my hands to placed it inside with the two others. Then Mom grabbed one of the pizza boxes,shut the cold box door, opened the wooden box door with the plates in it, grabbed one, shut the wooden box door, opened the pizza box, grabbed a few slices, put them on the plate, shut the pizza box, open of the cold box, put the pizza back, and shut the cold box door.

Phew just watching Mom do that was making me tired.

Mom stood still for a second with a thinking face then she said a little louder than normal "Does Cecelia like leftover pizza cold or warm.

"Warm" says Papa.

Mom puts the pizza in the metal box that makes stuff warm and presses a button. Then Mom turns to me with a smile at me , pats me on the back, and says "I'll pick that up when I go back to your AunC. We can go see your brothers now."

Oh yeah, I'd almost forgotten the reason why I'd come down here.

"Shouldn't you be resting?" Said Papa a little louder than his normal voice

Mom says to Papa as we walked past "Physically I'm only slightly tired. A cat nap -pardon the pun- is all I really need to fix that. Time is the only way to fix my exhausted mana supply."

Papa snorts out air through his nose "That's not a very reliable weapon."

Mom shrugs and says "You're right. That's likely why a Mew's most sharpest weapon in her arsenal is the move Transform."

Papa didn't say anything back so we went down a small hallway to the part of the house I hadn't been to yet. The first room was very small and had no door. All it had in it was two metal boxes. When Mom seen them she said "Oh good. Here I was worried that I was gonna have to do our laundry the old-fashioned way. Not that we really have a whole lot to clean."

I had no idea what Mom was talking about. I nodded my head and pretended like I understood anyway. Beast told me that Mom wasn't talking to me anyway.

The next room had a door but it was open. This room was even bigger than the living room and had way more stuff in it! Mom looked like she thought so too because her eyes got real big like mine did as we looked around. I saw a really big T.V. ,a couch, about as many really big ball looking things that Rai and Danny were sitting on like they were chairs as I had fingers on one hand and two tables that didn't look like they were eating on. The carpet was also different than the rest of the house. Much softer.

Mom made a sharp noise with her mouth and said "Holy sh-oot this wasn't what I was expecting at all! Darkrai's parting gifts?"

Taz said "Yup. Pretty much all the games -both board and electronic- that I used to have before...shiz hit the fan have been replaced." Taz rolled his eyes while pointing to Danny with his thumb"All he had to say was 'I'm kinda bored' and the carpet is from Runt saying 'this ground is too hard to sleep on.'."

Mom begins to smile while opening her mouth to I think say something.

Taz cut in "Don't bother asking for more. Darkrai said and I quote 'I'm not a damned Sugar Daddy so don't bother asking for more' end quote before leaving to take care of some business or another. "

Mom stuck her bottom lip out, snapped her fingers, and almost hit her left shoulder with the same hand.

Seeing Rose sitting next to Taz reminded me of a question I kept forgetting to ask until now. "Hey Mom. Why do girls have only have holes where their weiner should be?"

It got very quiet all of a sudden and everyone stopped moving; even the things on the T.V.

...Oh no did I say some-

And of course everyone began laughing so loudly it made my ears start to hurt. Fine. The meanies can laugh at me all they wanted. I'd shown everyone my Barney cloths so now I could leave. Maybe even AunC found the charger!

I was walking away when something made that alot harder. I turned back to see that Mom's tail had grabbed onto the tail of my PJs. I just kept walking, I was the bigger one at the moment so I could just drag her until she finally let go.

Rose had been watching us and began rolling towards us. Yes actually rolling because Rose would fall over every time she tried getting her feet. At first I thought Rose was going to help me. But I was wrong. Instead Rose grabbed onto my tail and started pulling me towards her and Mom. Mom only had been holding onto it but began helping her. I didn't want them to hurt my clothes so I let myself get pulled. When they could reach me they pulled on my clothes as if they wanted me to sit down. So I did.

Big mistake.

As soon as I did they both began kissing my face so many times! Still laughing while they did it! It freaking tickled! I tried getting away by crawling; but they were on me so good that they just came along with me. I was laughing pretty hard by now and they were wiggling too much to get a good...grip. The room's laughter got a bit harder and louder if that were possible.

Finally I just got too tired to fight them off anymore. I fell to the floor and accepted my doom. Doom by kisses...what a way to go. Thought I would go out on those stupid stairs...

Then the laughter died and so did the kissing. I could finally breathe again!

"Whhhhhy!?" I say to the big meanies while covering my eyes with my arm.

Mom says "Because Mommies kiss babies when they say or do something especially cute. Aunties do to. We just forgot to do so earlier and had a lot of catching up to do."

"Am not a baby!" I shouted raising my knife in the air as a...warning. Was too tired to do anything else.

Mom booped my nose, with her tail it felt like "Whether you like it or not and no matter how old you'll get or think you are: you'll always be Mommy's sweet little baby boy. Just like your sister and your brothers will forever be my babies too."

This next part was said a little sharper; not angry though just words had a sharp...edge to them as if they were a warning "Even when they do or say something their Mommy doesn't like and the other way around: It. Changes. Nothing ."

"Tch. Not even going to entertain that with a response." That was Elliot's voice. Question was which one? Probably Danny. Beast says that Danny doesn't like Mom or Dad very much. Wonder why?

Mom sighs sadly and says "Anyway: girls don't have the parts that boys do Miles. That's why they are called girls. What you see is called a Vagina. That's where babies come from. "

"Oh-" I sat back up, pointed at Danny, and said "Then how come Taz can have them then?"

Danny crossed his arms while saying: "Because I'm not a baby Miles. What that was all about is too complicated for you to understand right now. Maybe when you're older if you're still curious." Pause than "That does reminds me though-"

Danny says while turning to face Taz "Can you please tell me why Miles keeps calling me your baby?"

Taz tells him what Dad said in the truck.

Danny got all scary looking in the face. Also that black.........aura that comes out of Darkrai and Rai when they get angry came out of him. "Tch. Figures that man had something to do with it." The scary aura and face suddenly went away; replaced with blankness. "This misunderstanding isn't worth getting upset over though."

Mom sighs while rubbing her face against mine like Nil does sometimes. Says it's a Pokemon's and animal's version of a kiss. Anyways Mom says "This is why you have to be careful what you say around babies. Not only do they pick up things, but they also take things too literally." Mom sighs again "You're likely confused about so many things and we just don't know yet. We really have no choice but to take it one step at a time though."

Mom begins floating out the room she says over her shoulder "If you excuse me: I have a few chores to complete. Taz since you're not doing anything at the moment: Can you show Miles how to use his coloring book and Play-doh?"

Taz shrugs, gets up, and starts walking over to me. Rose follows "Sure." Taz raises an eyebrow at me and says "By the way...what the f- Ow!" Rose smacks Taz in the stomach. Taz gives her an angry look. Rose points at me. Taz seems to get something that I didn't because he rolls his eyes and says "What in the heck are you wearing anyways?"

I put on my hood and turned myself all the way around so they could all get a better look ""A Barney onesie that AunC buyed me to wear as P.J.'s. Wanted to show you guys."

Taz smiles and nods "Even has holes for your ears and wings. Smart." Taz tugs me by the tail until I follow him to the wall he is pulling me to. The same wall that the bag is against. I sit down, Taz sits next to me, and Rose sits next to him. Taz starts digging around in the bag while almost whispering to I guess himself "Now where should we begin?"

Loud noise start coming out of the T.V. Make me want to look so I did. Stuff on the T.V. starts moving again. Danny and Rai are staring at it almost without blinking and sometimes they would make some funny faces. In both their hands there was the same exact thingy that kinda looks a T.V. remote with less buttons.

There was another thingy connected to that by a...cord? The only way I can think to explain it was a kinda remote with a rolly button. A funny looking little boy would...match what...direction Danny's finger was moving the rolly thingy. A funny looking thing with arms, legs, and a sword would match Rai's what direction Rai was moving his rolly thingy. Every time they pressed one of the other buttons the boy and ball thingy would do something that would hurt the other one. They would fly farther and farther the more they got hit. Sometimes falling where we couldn't see them any more. Apparently that was a bad thing because when it happened: Danny or Rai would say some very bad words.

Mom told me about that those when Taz got his butt whooped for saying one really, really, especially bad word. So why would they use them if they would get in trouble for using them? Was that why? Because they weren't supposed to? Did they get that good feeling I got when I'd peeked on Taz and Dad while they were playing the game they weren't supposed to play together? Was the only thing that made sense.

A paw was snapping its fingers in my face. I followed the hand to it's owner's face: Rose. As soon as our eyes met: Taz says "Well. Seems we really are related. Now-" Taz puts something squishy in my hand and starts backing away. "-tell me what you think of this."

It was a purple thing. That's all the ways I can describe it. Changing it's shape and tearing it apart was very easy. Was it supposed to be food? Hope it tastes better than it smells...

Taz stopped my hand before I could put it in my mouth and seemed to be fighting back a smile and laugh "Toys are things you're supposed to play with. Not eat. You make things out of this stuff."

I lowered my hand and asked "Kinda like drawing without the pencil and paper?"

Taz nodded his head really fast "Exactly like that." pause then "So what do you think?"

I shrugged and said "What do you want me to say? It's weird and it smells bad enough that it makes Steve's farts smell pretty." I tossed it back to him "I can see myself having a bit of fun if I couldn't smell it or it had a different smell."

Everyone laughs a little bit while Taz pats me on the tummy and says "Dude you have not smelt a bad fart until you have the misfortune of smelling Dad's. His can clear a room it's so bad."

Rose makes a noise with her nose and flicks Taz in the nose "Yours don't exactly smell like daisies either champ"

Taz rubs his nose and gives Rose an annoyed look while I heard Rai say very quietly "Ma says mine kinda beat Da's"

The rest of us laughed at this. I mean c'mon! Even I know there was no way a kid as small as Rai can make smellier farts then a grown-up as big as Dad! Right? Afters we were done: Taz and Danny said really loudly "There is absolutely no way you out gass Dad (Danny said Paul instead of Dad)! It's an impossibility!"

Rai voice rose to his normal talking voice, he seemed a little mad and embarrassed. "Well I'm not exactly proud of it. Just repeating what Ma said is all." Rai got up from where he was sitting with a yawn, and a strech "Going to bed. Night guys" Another yawn while Rai's eyes land on me "Oh and sorry for hitting you in the face earlier Miles. Given who your parents are and how young you are: I should've known better than to do something without explaining myself first."

Don't really know what Papa and Mom have to do with anything but at least the bully finally said he was sorry. I smile a bit, shrug, and say "Apology accepted."

Then something happened. I think the Beast took control of me to say something. Whatever it was I didn't hear it. When I came back to myself: Rai was gone. Like poof kinda gone. As if he hadn't been there at all

I shrugged, turned to Taz, and said "What else ya got?"

Taz and Rose were had their mouths open and were blinking at me really fast for a few seconds. Then they both gave each other a 'I don't believe it' and almost scared look. All of a sudden they both said at the same time with fake happy voices "Let's break open that coloring book shall we!?"

Danny made a noise with his nose then said "Well it's about time your second tail made it's appearance. Blake will likely be pleased...Now what game shall I play? Hmm...think I'm in the mood for some Dante's Inferno."

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I really like coloring. Like it a whole lot. Maybe even love it just as much as I love Barney! Doesn't matter what kind of picture it is. Apparently I'm really good at it too. Rose, Taz. and Danny all say so. Said it was a whole lot better than they could do even with practice. Made me finally feel special like Barney always says everyone is. Made me actually believe that I wasn't just some dumb person who could only hurt people.

When I realized all of that: I became so very happy that my insides didn't feel they could contain it all! Rose said that was why I was crying. Says that's how the body deals with feelings that become too much for it to handle. Knowing that still doesn't make me feel any less dumb or this ache in my chest to go away. But...coloring did. So I kept doing that and kept saying "No" when everyone was telling me to find AunC and see if she had any more toys for me or asked me if I wanted to try one of the games that Danny and Taz were playing.

The coloring book that AunC got me was super big. But I knew that I would eventually run out of pages. So I colored slower than everyone else and kept going back to the other finished pictures I colored to make sure I was actually finished with it. To my surprise: I kept finding spots that I'd missed. Sometimes I would work one the pages that Taz, Danny, and Rose had said that they finished with.

Or should I say fix them?

See the funny thing is: Taz and Rose both have the bad habit of leaving too much uncolored spots and coloring outside the lines. Which isn't what you are supposed to do. The first goof was is such an easy fix that I really shouldn't have to explain. To fix the coloring outside the line goof: all I do is use dark colors to color in the background. I kinda already do that anyways when it looks like the maker forgot to finish or even make one. I make the ones that look like the thing in the picture is floating in nothing look more like a bedroom or outside; depends what I feel like.

Danny on the other hand doesn't make those mistakes. Instead Danny makes everything look so flat. Might as well be coloring a wall because that's what all of Danny's colorings look like. It's like Danny wasn't even trying to make the pictures come to life! Taz calls that making the picture look 3D. I like my wording better. Anyways I tried telling and showing Danny how but it all goes over his head. Which makes Danny angry and more...desperate to do what I'm doing.

Made it seem like I'm beating him at a game when we wasn't even playing a game. Got to the point that I don't even think Danny was even noticing the pictures anymore. Taz couldn't understand why Danny was 'so worked up' over nothing. Taz tried explaining why it was so dumb to get mad. But only got blasted with Shadow Balls for his trouble. So Taz gave up. Not long after: Danny left the room to 'blow some stuff up and burn shit'. We knew better than to stop him.

Oh and coloring pencils are the only thing I will ever use to color. Crayons and markers aren't worth a fart. Don't even get me started on them because I can go on about them for forever. Taz and Rose are Team marker. Danny is Team crayon. Was thanks to them I learned all the goods and bads of crayons and markers without even having to use them. The only thing annoying thing about coloring pencils is that I have to sharpen them with my knife sometimes. I was making mess until Taz showed me how to do it inside the bag that everything came in.

Did I mention that I love coloring so very much!?

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POV Change:Taz

I awoke mid-scream. Hadn't even realized I'd fallen asleep. Maybe if I hadn't been then I would've known why I was feeling like I'd just chugged a milk jug's worth of molten lava. Was I still screaming? I think so... I couldn't feel myself doing it though.

Mom appeared in a literal flash; naked as a jaybird as the expression goes. Mama had been clutching her midriff; likely so she could be taken along with Mom's Teleport. Was both too terrified and in too much in agony to really notice my mother's nudity at the time though. Wouldn't exactly be traumatic though; least not anymore. The reason behind that was the horde of Pokemon trying (but failing) to squeeze themselves through the door at the exact same time. How they even here when Darkrai soundproofed the farmhouse is anyone's guess. Probably overheard the mothers freaking out.

I'd somehow missed Mom shapeshifting into a polar bear looking Pokemon (must be my evolution.). Don't see how. Hard to miss that light and the feeling the old mass replaced by new mass. Must have blacked out or something.

The second thing Mom did was to squirt water on me. The water worked it's strange magic on me that for some reason turns me human. Blacked out again. I still couldn't see anything when I opened my eyes again because my face was pressed up against something. But my other senses were working fine. The taste was the most interesting. Literally the best thing I'd ever tasted was being poured down my mouth. Was also so so so refreshingly cold that I wouldn't be surprised to hear that I was steaming from every pore.

"I assume that the steam is a sign that this is working?" The panic in Mom's voice was palpable.

Okaaaay... maybe I was a tiny bit surprised.

The relief in Mama's voice was just as palpable. "Yes. We're in the clear now."

I felt Mom's sigh of relief more than heard because Dad's booming shout overlapped it "What exactly is going on!?"

I would like to know that myself. Well that and I need the name of whatever miracle elixir I was drinking.

I felt a familiar small paw begin rubbing along my bare back. "The hound is fighting back that's what. I was stupid to assume that it would just lay down and die without a fight. Especially when it sure as hell didn't do that last time."

Mom's voice again, this time just as relieved as Mama's "So this is a biotic helping the immune system fight back? " A large thumb rubs the top of my head with a small laugh "Still using breastmilk to fight back against anything is so unbelievably bizarre that I have no words. "

Breast...milk?

The small hand left my back as Mama quickly said "Hold him tight!"

Too late. I'd managed to fling myself away. Free fall took too long though because I couldn't even land before I was nabbed again and held in what might as well been a block of cement instead of two paws. All I could pretty much see was Mom's new face. Whom glaring at me with both anger and disbelief while Mama said "Stiffened when you said the word 'breast milk' apparently the poor dear didn't know what his medicine was. Must have blacked out from the pain and missed you putting him on the tap."

The pain came back as quick as it vanished. The agony must have shown in my face or body because the next thing I know I'm lying on my back on the floor with the big polar bear's knee on my chest, fingers keeping my mouth pried open, and had an up-close-and-personal seating to the cringe worthy sight of Mom milking herself into my mouth.

Couldn't even turn my head away because Mama was making that an impossibility. Don't really understand how something so small could have that much upper body strength. To say something was to choke on what was literally being shoved down my throat. So I let my eyes communicate my feelings.

Mom eventually said "Well that's one way of putting it" Pause then "Speaking of-"

Mama cuts Mom off by saying "Taz produces a pheromone that forces female body's to lactate profusely. The only requirement is that there must be a mutual maternal bond between female and Taz. If the female masks her identity from Taz then he won't produce the scent. Amnesia doesn't have any affect whatsoever." Pause then "Did I cover everything"

Mom says through gritted teeth (Was that envy I'm hearing in her voice?) "Your intuition really is just as frightening as it is baffling."

"Not really. All I did was answer all the questions that I myself would have if I wasn't informed." Mama chuckles then says "We're are birds of a feather after all so it's really not all that hard to guess what you're thinking when it comes to certain things."

I heard retreating footsteps. Seems like the small crowd was finally dispersing. Don't really know why it took so long.

A few heartbeats of silence pass before Mom says "So how much more does he have to drink until he's out of danger?"

Mama's response is "Everything depends on how much he uses his powers. Shapeshifting is the most taxing on the bear so we can buy even more time in between feeding if we stop him from doing that." Pause then "Give him a few more minutes on the tap then we should be able to get away with only a sip every now and then."

Mom huffs an sardonic snort before adding with a touch of dark humor "We'll be lucky to keep him from shifting for five minutes."

"Which is why I said we can buy time by doing such and such, instead of saying we need to buy time by doing such and such."

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Apparently Mom and Blake had gone shopping while everyone else slept in.

I was wearing an outfit that was pretty much the same I'd worn last night; just different color scheme. Mom wouldn't let me put the other on. Minus the hoodie because sitting to the right of Dad -the living, breathing space heater- made wearing that article of clothing unnecessary. Especially transformed as he was. Sitting to my left was Mom; who was sporting her Mew forme proudly. A surprise considering Mom didn't much care for it. Hence why we usually saw her human and clothed. Surprisingly Mom and Dad were being rather civil with this seating arrangement. I think totally ignoring each other was helping keep the peace.

Unsurprisingly Mama was in my lap. Mama wasn't quite big enough eat while sitting; so she stood. This whole arrangement was rather irritating. Not only because Mama's constant shifting because of unstable footing brought discomfort. But also because she wouldn't stop snatching the food off my fork on its journey to my mouth. Everytime I opened my mouth to complain: I would suddenly find it full of food. Than stuffed full of even more food when I tried complaining about being fed. This bitch was already getting on my nerves and the day hadn't even started yet! And yet nobody came to my defense. The bastards...

The other's seating arrangement and clothes -those that actually worn any and hadn't just thrown on there wereform and called it good- aren't really important at the moment.

We were all currently sitting around the kitchen table eating the first home cooked meal I'd had in weeks. Toast, bacon, eggs, biscuit, sausage, and gravy: that whole shebang plus some homemade chocolate chip waffles for those that wanted them. Mom had worked kitchen detail with our servants at home very often so the taste was on par with what I'd gotten used to having while growing up. Something I'd missed terribly. Everyone at the table looked pretty close to falling into a blissful food coma.

Yet it was a meal I couldn't fully enjoy because I was filled to capacity with milk. I however couldn't skip the meal because I needed something solid in my stomach as well. Not that I minded that last part. I was just irritated that I didn't have room for more.

Trevor surprised us all by speaking the first words he'd spoken all morning other than grunts or bodily cues. "I've given it some thought.... but I still can't see why we don't just painlessly help Taz's hound triumph over the bear or vice versa."

Danny polished off the rest of his OJ before answering with the ease of someone who'd expected a question. "Because it's not a bodily problem. It's a spiritual one. There's really nothing we can really do about it besides nurture the one we want to win."

Being that Danny was the Necromancer of the group: nobody had anything to refute this claim.

Danny flashes me an inquisitive glance and ask: "So which one do you want to win."

I finish chewing and take my own swig of OJ before replying "Bear. For both silly and combat related reasons."

Danny's eyes went luminescent blue as his empty plate flew towards the kitchen. Sink turned on the same moment he puts lays his elbows on the table, entwines his fingers together, and lays his head on them while replying in a tone heavy with curiosity "Oh really? Pray tell."

I eat some more before replying "Well for starters: we need all the type coverage we can get. We also have no-one protecting our backline because our limited numbers and talents make that difficult. Once we evolve: Mama's and I's talents make for great bodyguards."

Danny nods and with a grin he says "You're exactly right on all fronts. The only thing I can add is that our bruisers are fake. They make far better artillery strikers and assassins." While Danny puts his hands into his lap he begins to say "So out of curiosity: what are these silly reasons?"

I take another drink of OJ before responding "Houndour and Houndoom are Dad's and Rai's spirit animals. Personally; I feel that the bear fits me better. Feels more natural. Know what I mean?"

Danny nodded while I continued on to say "Besides. Even if I hadn't been turned into a bear: my partner would've became an issue. Runt is yours and Rai's. Me handing him back to his rightful owner was inevitable. I knew that much for a couple weeks now. It's why I tried keeping a respectable distance."

Danny nodded while saying "I appreciated the gesture. But we both knew that Runt wasn't going to allow that to fly. As you eventually came to learn: The harder you fought Runt, the harder he fought you back."

A spongy tongue began licking the underside of my foot. Was ticklish and persistent enough to force me to look underneath the table and into the steely gaze of the topic of discussion. Before I could get out a "Sup dude?" Runt shoved his nose underneath my sack and took a big long lengthy wiff. Understandably my body reacted in response. Even sucked in an audible gasp without meaning to. This little interaction changed what I was gonna say if slightly "Uh hello?"

Runt smirked and looked Mama straight in the eye before nuzzling into my groin while taking another extended inhale then stepped into the shadows.

Meanwhile I had to catch Mama, A sudden spike of fear had me pulling back with far more momentum than I wanted or needed to. Making my chair begin to fall backward as a result until Dad or Mom caught me. I say or because the hand on the back of the chair and the pinkish outline around me and the chair shown themselves in the same exact moment. I also dunno who set the chair back on all four feet.

I had to shout in order to be heard over the roars of the pissed off Mama bear that was curently fighting for the chance to maul the still arrogantly smirking Houndoom crawling out from underneath the table: "Why are you baiting her?!"

Runt appeared unperturbed. The fact that Runt licked himself for a few heartbeats before replying in a unapologetic tone was a big clue."I was only pointing out to the part of you that the bitch can't have and why a partnership wouldn't work."

I shrugged and nonchalantly said "That's only true until I figure out how Blake was able to change his sexual orientation. After that Rose and I will be golden."

After the chorus of "Say what's" faded : Blake with eyebrow quirked and a smirk said with an air of both disbelief and amusement "I did no such thing."

I smirked right back at him while pushing my foot against the table so that my chair only stood on two legs. "That's the thing. Surely you know already that you're the only bi-curious Blake out of all the dimensions. Ever stop and wonder why that was?"

Blake blinked at me and said slowly as if unsure "Because this dimensional me is the only one that has interacted with your father and his some of his bi-nature travels through our bond?"

I actually laughed and shook my head before saying "You're literally throwing the blame everywhere but at the culprit. Not that I blame you. I would be doing the same thing if I was in your boat. Here is how I think you've done it."

I changed my hair to hot pink and back again. I was instantly punished by a tiny bite of hunger. But I continued talking "Our demon powers seem to give us full reign to do whatever we want with our bodies if we are willing to pay the mana cost. So changing our orientations should be equally as easy. All we would be doing is telling our brain to produce certain chemicals when confronted by certain stimuli."

Blake's response was garbled because while I talked he'd been polishing off the rest of his plate"That theory would have some ground if I gotten thirsty every time I popped a boner for another male."

I chuckled before replying"Thank you for indirectly confirming what would've been a rather awkward question." I began wrapping my fingers against the table while saying "These are the questions I'm trying to find an answer to: How did you change your sexual orientation without you consciously realizing it? How did you get away with only one or none mana cost payment?"

Don't know whether it was the sudden burst of air that was expelled from Blake when an internal fuse blown or Blake's own physical strength that sent Blake's chair into the flooring; the dude lost his balance and fell with it as well. Maybe it was a bit of both. Don't really care because I and probably everyone else was more curious about what was going to come out of the green flash of light that had consumed Blake when he'd done the habitual gesture of spreading out his arms when he wanted to summon his swords.

It eventually cleared. Revealing a wereshark or werebite or anthropomorphic Gabite. Take your pick. Clothing unsurprisingly was unable to hold some of the new inhuman anatomy.

Fortunately the act of saving himself from falling into the basement -that I didn't even know existed until now- cooled Blake's temper enough so that cold reason would allow him to see that attacking me out of anger would be very, very stupid. Still the degree of malevolence didn't waver as he said through gritted teeth: "I'm telling you that no part of me has the will or desire to do that."

I raised an inquiring eyebrow at him and said "Then why are you being so defensive as if I hit a nerve when I'm just talking to you? Why did a power not seen from you manifest itself until now?"

Blake snarls while slicing the air with his new mutated arm "What are y-" Then cuts himself off and begins to stare wide-eyed at the appendage he apparently hadn't noticed until now. Than looks down at the rest of himself while muttering "Holy shit..." than to me and only a little louder "You might be onto something after all boy."

Blake walks towards the kitchen. Likely to chug some blood.

"I got a question for ya Taz.: I was actually surprised that Kate was the one that asked this. I turned to her as she continued on without preamble "Why do you want to change yourself for Rose?"

I began wrapping my fingers against the table again and chose to stare at them as I said "As you already know: it was my honest opinion that Rose has all the qualities of being a perfect partner even before I became Taz. Thought it was such a terrible shame to just abandon Rose out of fear. To see Rose suffer the way she did over her lost cub...I couldn't help but sympathize. So I decided last night that I would take no one else. But I want us to be equals like everyone else is with their partner." I flashed Mom a knowing smirk and said "Or should I say we want us to be equals."

Mom crossed her arms and extended her bottom lip out in a pout that was ruined by the slightest curl of a smile. "That obvious huh?"

I kept the smile and said "Always were" I then patted her arm and whispered "Better leave the underhanded stuff to the professionals."

Mom threw me a mock glare and replied with an equally false point in her tone "I'll keep that in mind."

Danny cleared his throat and said the instant he had my attention. "Your solution sounds perfect on paper but your forgetting the most important detail: Rose may not be so willing to change."

I shrugged and said "If she doesn't go for the whole 'me making her the only exception to my homosexuality and evolving with her' compromise. Than she should open up to the idea with time. If she doesn't then-" I pointed behind me with my thumb while fixing a glare at the eerily silent, eyes tightly shut, but obviously fuming Pancham in question "-I believe the door is somewhere in that direction."

Everyone -but Blake because he'd went upstairs instead of back to the table- appeared to be waiting for Rose's rebuttal. There was a few more tense heartbeats before we'd gotten what we were waiting for baited breath for. Rose spoke in low and even tones despite her obvious anger. "I'd forgotten how clever you and Melina were in my excitement to be with you again. Because of that I seem to have my foot caught in a trap. I have no choice but to go along with your wishes. But know this-" Rose opened her eyes halfway yet that did nothing to dull the edge of her piercing, molten-hot stare as she lifted her chin up at me in a physical display of defiance. "-you can change yourself or me anyway you fancy. You however can't force me to let go of the memories of a past that I so dearly cherish with every fiber of my being."

I shook my head and quickly said "I'm not asking you to do that. All I'm asking is for you to give me a chance to prove to you that we can be equals."

Rose grabbed a fistful of my shirt and consequently pinched me a little while saying lowly and slowly with a tiny, but still dangerous sounding growl underneath her words. For some reason I'd rather her to be shouting "That is exactly what you're asking me to do because letting the past go is the only way I would be able to do what you're asking of me."

Then suddenly Rose let go and was smiling and talking way too sugary sweetly. "But I know exactly how to make all those ridiculous ideas my silly wittle cub has been having go bye-bye!"

Mama lowered herself into the floor and...and...and headed...towards...the...door....

I didn't mean to shift! I didn't mean to make those loud animalistic sounding screams in rapid succession. Instinct told me that this was a cub distress call most commonly used for when the cub was separated from its mama bear. Seemingly; the more I tried swallowing the cries: the louder they became. Why wasn't I chasing after her? People holding me...people saying things I couldn't quite make out...didn't care...just wanted-.

Mama came back into the room! I was suddenly let go. Fell. Hurt. Didn't care. I was crying. Sobbing really. Shaking or shivering. Hyperventilating. Didn't care. Safe now..Safe now...

Mama cooed softly into my ear "Shh. Shh. Don't worry sweetie. Mama's ain't going nowheres without you with her. Shh. Shh. You're safe now. Safe now."

I sniffed, cleared my already sore throat, and said loud enough for to my audience to hear "Okay...this is gonna be a lot harder than I'd previously thought."