[♔] → “…huh?” Blinking at the gesture, Alibaba idly reached for the rope; taking a light hold against the end of the string while the lead fell to hang loosely between them. …Wait just a second! Was this thing…trying to tell him that it wanted someone to remove that rope? From the sudden change in its demeanor, it definitely seemed like it. But—

“Uh,” He paused, giving a glance to the right; then one to left before, “But, don’t you need this? I mean, there’s gotta be someone around here that’s looking for you, right?”

She twitched at the question, tensing with a soft hiss of frustration. She didn’t want to be found by that person! And she definitely didn’t need the ugly rope. “Pika pi!”

This was such a hassle, why couldn’t he just take the rope off for her? The sound of running behind them made the mouse scowl, lightning sparking around her cheeks again; her tail whipped forward, and a thunderbolt raced away behind her.

“Pi!”

iii. apples.

The sudden red coming into view snapped the boy out of his thoughts. He looked at the female rodent offering part of her favorite meal, and for the briefness of the moment, Silver completely forgot what he was thinking about. The boy caressed her head and scratched slightly behind her ears. “I got them for you, didn’t I?” It must be a big effort she’s making for such generous offer, he considered. But it would be a shame if he took away the apple from her after that scolding. “I’ll eat something when we get home.”                                                               … Home… Perhaps it’s just a matter of perspective, but was really Silver’s right to call this place home? His smile soon faded when in sight came the house of Gold. Standing on the sidewalk, a step from crossing to the other side of the road, where the house was, he looked at it in silence. They took me in like I’ve known them since always… Should I really…?

She half purred in response to the ear scratching, leaning in close as she gobbled the apple down herself; he’d said no after all, and she wasn’t one to hesitate when allowed to eat her apples. She still missed Dia, but she supposed this Silver boy wasn’t too bad. He at least remembered her favorite things.

Apples safely tucked away inside her stomach where they belonged, Le squirmed around and up onto his shoulders to curl around his neck, yawning. Stomach full, it was definitely nap time and he was just warm enough to be a good bed.

“Chuuu.” Home now, Silver boy.

This one does not know what a ‘Ditto’ is. This one cannot be thing it doesn’t know about. Yellow one is strange. Not dark one, not empty one, not one of these ones. Yet yellow like some of these ones. Can yellow one use thunder?

It was a logical conclusion, Unversed tended to color code themselves for elements.

She let off a few sparks in response, happy to showcase her talent for electricity and destruction. “Pi!” Sure can, melty ditto.”Pika pika, pi. Chu, pi. Pik’chu?” Where’s your trainer?

[♔] → “…uh? Hey!” Alibaba snapped, frantically scooting away from sparks as thoughts of being completely electrocuted again like before forced his retreat. Only, “—Wait a minute! So you were the one who made all of that lightning?”

“Pika!” She trotted after him immediately as he scooted away, still holding the rope out towards him; come on, come on! Cut it off, mister! “Piiiii?” Her tail drooped the longer she had to wait, ears lying flat. Was he not going to help?

[♔] → “…Nrrgh, not so loud…” Alibaba groaned, lightly pushing the small paw away from his face before groggily sitting up. Sure, he was okay, but he still wasn’t sure what’d hit him exactly. Lightning yeah, but…from where?

Did this have something to do with all of these new magoi tools floating around? Maybe he’d accidentally gotten in the way of one and had been zapped by mistake? It was possible, considering he didn’t even know how half of these tools worked! Now, if only he could stop the creature’s complaining beside him…

“Piiiika.” The small rodent scooted closer to press her face against his, sparking gently for his attention. One she had it, she presented the end of the rope to him, expectant. “Pi?”

He’ll cut it off, right?

[♔] → Aw, man. Was this the part where he died now? Because after that electrical shock from wherever that had come from, the ache pulsating through his body definitely felt like it. In fact, it was all Alibaba could just do to push himself up from the ground to knock the edge off the vertigo and keep his entire world from spinning out of control.

And…what was that yellow thing perching in front of him now, too? “…H-Huh?”

She leaned closer, touching his face. “Pika? Pika pi?” Well, he was definitely okay, at least. Her eyes caught on the rope around his neck, and reminded her of the one on hers, causing her to reach down and yank at it unhappily. “Pika!”

This one is this one. One of many, of mind. What is thing yellow one calls ‘ditto?’

“....Pika. Pika pika pi pi, chu, ‘kaaaa. Pikahu!” You’re a ditto but a weird looking one, obviously. “Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii. Kachu.” Melty.

Unversed it was. One Flood, done.

What is yellow one?

“Pika! Pika, pipi, pi, chu. Pika.” What the hell kinda ditto are you?

“I didn’t understand a word you just said.” Maybe he should just make an Unversed to deal with this.

“Pika pi?”

It was gonna get it!! Ja’far continued to be stun for a moment, struggling to get up as the electricity wore off. It didn’t take him long, once he snapped out of the paralysis to go and chase after it as fast as he could.

“HALT!”

Nope, not stopping for you mister. She turned a nearby corner, disappearing from view for a few moments, only to reappear from a hole elsewhere in the building.

And then he took some steps back, and the electricity was loosed there in the room, all originating from the little rat’s body. The electric items in the room began to pop and smoke as they shorted out, and the lightning headed right for the man.

The bright light blinded him as it hit him. never had he been hit with such an amount of power from something so small! No, wait, that’s a lie – Masrur had beaten him up a few times on accident while trying to run away from him back in the days. Ja’far ended up letting go of the apple and flying out of the kitchen, slamming into a pillar. A cry left his lips, falling flat on his face and groaning.

“Why you….!”

Nyoom.

“Pika!” And then she’s running off with an apple in her mouth, body sparking as she dashes out the door and down the hall; she zigzags around bodies and zips through hands as she goes, almost daring someone to catch her.

Damn this little rat. No, you can’t lose to it! He let his smile grow, attempting to get its attention upon the one fruit in his hand. “I can tell you it’s the best one out of what is on the plate. Wouldn’t you like to enjoy the best?” Wait, did it just ‘bzzt’?

The best.

The best apple on the plate.

BZZT.

That was her apple. Sparks flew as she shifted forward, fully intent on the apple the thief had taken from the plate she’d found and claimed. Had to get it back.

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Perfect~. Taking a few steps back, he held the fruit out, just barely in range.”Follow me, little one. It’s nice and juicy~.” He continued to slowly step away, towards the door of the kitchen.

She looked between the one in his hand and the fruit still on the plate, uncertain. Eat what was right there, or go for that specific one? Why was he taking it away, anyway? This human was odd.

Bzzt.