Title: Kit, the Magician

Authors: KitCloudkicker52885 and Kit_Lee

Disclaimer: We do NOT own Tale Spin, Disney does.

Chapter One

Introducing: Chris Cloudkicker

Chris Cloudkicker was sitting on his bed, looking nervous. He was a twelve-year-old bear cub, his fur was a golden shade of light brown and his eyes were blue and he wore a light blue woolen sweater with a navy blue neck collar. He was usually a cheerful bear cub despite his upbringing in the orphanage, but today he was very nervous.

He had just been told that he has a brother—a twin brother— and that he was going to meet that brother today. At first, he was excited, whooping for joy but now that the excitement have worn off a bit, he begin to feel anxious and slightly apprehensive.

What if he doesn't like me? What if he's big and mean and will push me around? All the negative questions that goes through a young boy's head when under such anxiety.

"Chris dear, they're here," said his caretaker, Miss Vanessa Applebarn, a motherly-looking fox with a kind, good-natured face.

Chris begins to panic, he was half-tempted to dive under his bed but he stayed where he was, trembling.

Miss Applebarn sensed the tension and stress Chris was under and walked over to his side, bent down and wrapped her arms around Chris.

"Don't worry, Chris," she whispered, knowing exactly what was bothering him. "I've spoken with them, they're really nice people and your brother is really very kind, he'll love you, I think he already does. He practically demanded to see you; he's very much looking forward to meeting you."

"Really?" Chris asked as his face lit up with a bright and joyous smile.

"Yes," Miss Applebarn replied, smiling gently. "You better hurry, don't want to keep them waiting, do you?"

To respond to that question, Chris leapt out of Miss Applebarn's embrace and dashed out the door.

Entering Simba's office, Chris saw four bears standing around the lion's desk. One of them looks exactly like him, except for the lime green woolen sweater and his fur was brown. Compare to Chris' golden light brown fur, this bear was darker than him. He knew this had to be his brother, there was no mistaking it. Apart from their fur, eyes and clothes colors, they looked exactly the same. His twin also wore a blue baseball cap with a red brim.

His brother stepped forward, grinning and holding out his hand for Chris to shake.

"Hey, I'm Kit, Kit Cloudkicker. And you're Chris, right?"

"Yeah," Chris replied, accepting the handshake. When the handshake was broken, Kit flung his arms around Chris' shoulders and hugged him very tightly. When the embrace ended, Kit took Chris by the hand and led him over to the big fat gray bear in a yellow flight shirt and a red pilot cap.

"Chris, this is my adoptive Dad, Baloo von Bruinwald." Kit said, gesturing to the pilot.

"Hi, sir." Chris said timidly, looking down at his feet so to avoid eye contact. He couldn't help it, he has always been a bit intimidated by people bigger than him and Baloo was like a giant to him.

Baloo smiled gently, bending down to Chris' level, he reached under Chris' chin and lifted it up a bit.

"Hey there, Chris," he said, patting Chris gently on the head. "The name's Baloo, best pilot in the skies—if it got wings, I can fly it, sometimes if it doesn't."

"Wow, really?!" Chris asked excitedly, forgetting his shyness. "Can you really fly anything, even if doesn't have wings?"
"Uh, well… sometimes, yeah." Baloo said hesitantly.

Chris grinned and chuckles. "I'd like to see you try to fly a refrigerator."

"Well I—HEY! Are you sayin' I'm fat?" Baloo asked indignantly.

The female bear laughed. "He got you there, Baloo," she said, lightly punching Baloo's stomach. Baloo just grumbled as he massages his stomach. "Hi, Chris, my name's Rebecca Cunningham, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too, Miss Cunningham." Chris said politely, taking her hand and kissing it.

"Oh, my, what a nice little gentleman you are…" Rebecca said, smiling down at Chris. "…unlike someone I know," she added with bored expression, her narrowed eyes seems to be directed at Baloo.

"Well, Chris." Simba said, speaking for the first time since Chris' arrival. "These two are interested in adopting you, as they've already adopted your brother. Would you like that?"

Chris looked shocked and surprised, he stared up at Baloo and Rebecca and then he glanced at Kit and the little yellow she-bear, who was looking up at him hopefully.

"No, I wouldn't like it…" Chris replied in a hushed voice. Baloo and Rebecca hung their heads, looking disappointed and Kit was staring at him with wide disbelieving eyes, his mouth hanging open. Then Chris put on a big grin. "…I would LOVE it!" he shouted, and then he fell backward onto the floor in a fit of laugher, pointing at their priceless stupefied faces. "Your faces! Ha, ha, ha, ha! PRICELESS!"

They stood there with stunned looks on their faces. Kit recovered first; he marched over to Chris' side and lightly bonked him on top of the head with a fist.

"Ow!"

"Don't scare me like that again!" Kit said, trying to sound stern but his mouth kept twisting into a grin, ruining the desired effect. Then he flung an arm around Chris' neck, bringing him under a headlock. "I mean it, Chris, if you ever scare me like that again…" he left the rest of the threat unsaid as he proceeds to give his brother a light nuggie on the head, so not to hurt him…much. Action speaks louder than words, after all…

"Okay, okay!" Chris said, laughing despite his slight discomfort. "Sorry, Kit, I just couldn't resist. You can understand that, right?'

Kit laughed and gave Chris another good nuggie on the head for good measure, saying: "Ah, I joke sometimes too, but don't do that to me again! Twelve years I didn't know you existed and you scared me like that! Heh, you're quite a kidder, bro, but I still love ya."

Kit then released Chris and pulled him into a big bear hug.

"I love you too, Kit." Chris said, enjoying the brotherly embrace, it felt so good to be with his brother.

"Chris," Kit said as they ended the embrace, gesturing to the little yellow she-bear. "I'd like you to meet my adoptive sister, Molly."

Chris approached Molly with a warm smile. "Hey there, kiddo," he said, patting Molly on top of the head. "You're a real ray of sunshine, aren't you?"

Molly stared at him for a moment and then she giggled. "I like you, Chris."

"I like you too, Molly," Chris bent down and hugged her. "So far, you haven't kicked me in the shin yet."

That comment was met with laugher from the adults and Kit.

"Well," Simba said, addressing Baloo and Rebecca. "Since Chris has no objections in being adopted, you need only sign these forms and then be on your way."

Baloo and Rebecca signed the forms, since they were not married, they would be sharing joint custody of Chris, as they do with Kit.

"How did you guys get here?" Chris asked as they were walking down the front steps of the orphanage, looking around for a car or some form of transportation

"Flew." Kit said with a grin.

"Flew?"

"We came by plane." Kit explained to his brother.

Chris froze in mid-walk down the steps, a look of terror on his face.

"Chris, are you okay, son?" Baloo asked in concern, placing a hand on Chris' shoulder from behind.

"You c-c-came by…p-p-plane?" Chris asked, stuttering from apparent fear.

"Yeah. What's the matter, Lil' Buddy?" Baloo asked, scooping Chris up in his arms, afraid he might fall down the rest of the stone steps in his near-petrified state, carrying him down the rest of the way. "Don't ya like planes?"

Chris looked at Baloo's face, still looking scared. "Y-y-yes, I love p-p-planes."

"Then what's the problem?" asked Baloo, looking confused.

"Yeah, Chris, what's wrong?" Kit asked through a look of concern. He reached up and patted his brother consolingly on the back.

Chris moaned, he didn't want to make his brother think that he was a little baby who was scared of high places, but he couldn't see a way out of this without admitting his fear.

"I'mafriadofheights." Chris blurted out in a rush.

"What did you say, sweetie?" asked Rebecca, she too looked concerned as she place a comforting hand on Chris' cheek, giving it a gentle rub.

Chris closed his eyes lazily, feeling himself relaxing to Rebecca's touch. Rebecca smiled as she lifted Chris out of Baloo's arms to hold him herself.

Chris wrapped his arms around her neck as she massaged the back of his head. It felt nice to be held, comforted and loved, as though by a mother.

"It's okay, Chris," Rebecca said soothingly, "Now, can you say that again? – More slowly this time?"

"I'm afraid of heights," he whimpered in her ear.

"Oh, you mean you're acrophobic?"

Chris nodded his head against her shoulder in reply.

Rebecca glanced at Baloo for help. Baloo thought for a moment before giving his opinion on the matter.

"Well, we could blindfold him, if that doesn't work, I could fly low…"

Rebecca shifted Chris so that she was holding him with her right arm, looking at her watch on her left wrist.

"It's two-thirty, Baloo," she said. "Why don't we wait a little while before we coax Chris into flying home with us?

"Sure Becky," Baloo agreed. "But what're we gonna do in the meantime? We can't just stand out here all day."

Rebecca gently set Chris down on his feet before looking thoughtfully at Baloo.

"I've heard this town has a magic show that starts at three this afternoon," she said. "We could go to that…"

Molly suddenly got excited. "Yeah, Mommy, let's go!"

"Sure, sweetie. Rebecca said gently. Oh wait, I forgot to ask what the boys think. "Kit, Chris, what do you think, wanna go?" she asked.
"Sure, that sounds great." Kit replied.

"YEAH!" Chris shouted, looking so excited. "That sounds so neat! I've never seen a magic show before. Oh, I'm so excited!"

Later that afternoon, in the town square, there was in fact a show being set up by a local magician and his lovely assistant.

Rebecca bought the tickets AND the popcorn and soda for five, as if she had a choice… Baloo was nearly always broke, so it was up to her to pay for the snacks and drinks as well.

Ooh, sometimes I just want to strangle that bear… she thought darkly as she paid for HIS large soda and bucket of popcorn and a hotdog.

Chris was looking so overexcited like his new sister, Molly was.

"Kit?" Chris asked.

"Yeah?" Kit responded as he found his seat and sat down, his soda and small box of popcorn in his hands.

"Have you ever seen a magic show before?" Chris asked, sitting down next to his brother and cramming a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

Kit paused and thought for a moment, trying to think whether he had or not.

"No…I don't think so…" Kit replied. "If I had, I was really young and don't remember. But I hear they're really neat."

Rebecca then interrupted the boys, saying. "Chris, I think you will have great time being part of the family. I already feel that in my heart."

She sat down next to Chris with Baloo sitting on her other side and Molly sat on her lap.

Chris slightly blushes, giving Rebecca a hug over the armrest of his seat.

"They're about to start," Baloo said before cramming a whole hotdog into his mouth. Rebecca glared daggers at Baloo for his lack of manners, which went on unnoticed by the large pilot.

Just then, the magician, a medium suture panda bear dressed in a black and green suit with a white undershirt came on stage.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to my show! I'm glad you all came out to this very exciting magic show!" yelled the panda magician to the crowd. "My name is Ping, the Great! And this is my lovely assistant… Grace!" Ping pulled out his magic wand, making it appear as if came from thin air into his hand.

Chris, who was watching very intensely, exclaimed: "Wow! Did you see that, Kit? Wow! That's so neat! I wonder how he did that?" he asked, still overexcited.

"I don't know Chris," Kit replied, "but that sure was neat! But, there has to be a catch..." But what, Kit thought.

Chris claps loudly in amazement as the panda wave a starry sheet in front of his assistant, making her disappear and then reappear with another wave of the sheet.

"WOW!" Chris shouted, clapping wildly. "That's the most amazing thing I ever seen in my life! Kit, can you do anything like that?"

"Of course he can!" Molly said before her brother could speak.

"Uh yeah, sure bro." Kit laughed.

"That's cool," Chris said as they watch the magician on stage pulled a rabbit out of his top hat.

"Aww, cute rabbit!" cooed Molly, watching the bunny more than the magician. Rebecca and Baloo look at her and smile.

"Now Molly," Rebecca said. "You can't have the bunny, but yes, he is cute."

Chris was on the edge of his seat, looking over at the magician, wondering what trick he had in mind next.

The panda magician, Ping said: "I have a special one for you now, ladies and gentlemen. As you can see, there is nothing up my sleeves and nothing in my hands... Now, watch closely." He reached into his sleeve and pulled out a long rainbow colored scarf, it was so long that it took him a full minute to reach the end of it and pull it out of his sleeve.

He then took out his wand, pointed it high over the audience and said the magic word: "Abracadabra!" There was a bang and a shower of confetti burst out from the wand's tip and flew over the audience.

In the audience, Molly laughed cutely at the words with a giggle and a smile, even as she and her brothers were being showered with the confetti.

Ping gave his wand a flick and it transformed itself into a bouquet of flowers, saying: "Ta-da, a set of beautiful flowers for a pretty lady." Bending down, he gave the flowers to Molly for her cute laugh.

Molly giggles and thanked him. Chris was totally awestruck by all this.

"Kit!" he shouted, "This is so neat! Thank you Mom and Dad, for bringing me! If you really can do magic, please show me some! I want to know how it all works, like how did he do that flower trick, how did he pull the rabbit from his hat? And all the other tricks."

Chris overly excited, asked his brother over and over, how did he do this, how did he do that, it was almost like he was hyper from too much sugar or something.
Kit was at a loss, he really didn't know how it was done. Some of 'em looks like simple stuff I've done. I guess I can show Chris a few of 'em … he thought.

"Now for my final trick, I will make my lovely assistant levitate!" Ping said.

He lays his assistant (also a panda bear) on a table and covered her with a magic sheet. Chris looks on carefully to see how it was done, but he could not see anything out of the ordinary.

Ping waved his wand over his assistant, using a rising motion with his hand and his assistance rose a foot from the table and hovered there.

"As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, she is actually floating above the table." Ping the magician said. "Now watch carefully!

Now Chris was practically on the edge of his seat in excitement.

Ping then passes a hoop around and over his assistant, completely passing around her.
Chris grinned broadly and clapped wildly, whistling in his appreciation of the trick and the show he had just enjoyed so much.

Kit and Molly look at their brother in amazement, seeing he wasn't as timed as they thought.

"Chris, you okay bro?" Kit asked, "It's just a trick. And I think you've had a little too much soda…" he added, gently taking the soda bottle out of Chris' hand.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Chris replied smiling, not caring that his brother just took away his root beer. "I just love this show so much."

Ping the magician was saying his good-byes and thanking the crowd, saying:

"You're too kind, you're too kind!" he said, bowing with his assistant and then. He bent down to face Chris, who was sitting in the front row, and said: "Hey kid, I think you got something in your ear."

"I do?" Chris said, looking surprised and confused.

"Yes, you do." Ping said. He reached behind Chris' ear and withdrew a quarter. "See?" and he gave it to Chris to keep. "Buy yourself a gumball, kid."
This little gesture put Chris' excitement for magic into full swing.

"Wow, thank you, Ping." Chris said in awe, accepting the quarter and gazing at it as if it were some fabulous treasure. Turning to his brother, he said: "Kit, you have to show me some tricks sometime, I want to do magic too!"

"Well now, that sounds like a great idea." said Baloo, watching his two sons having fun and talking as if they had never been apart.

"How cute, Chris," Rebecca said, smiling in amusement. "I'm sure you and your brother would be great at magic." She said encouragingly.

"Kit, whaddya say, bro, can you teach me, please?" Chris asked insistently with a cute puppy-dog look. "And yes, I loved the show, Mom, thanks for asking."

"Sure," Kit replied. "I'll do what I can."

"That is so sweet, Kit, for you to teach your brother magic." Rebecca said, giving both her boys a hug. Compare to Chris, Kit acts a little more mature, she thought, observing the two bear cubs. Chris seems a little more childish than his brother. Maybe it's because Chris wasn't forced to grow up so fast and toughen up for street survival, Kit acts like an adult sometimes and Chris is acting a little younger than his actual age. He gets so excited over little things. But he does seem happy.

As they left the town in the Sea Duck, Rebecca held Chris in her arms the whole way back home, just to be sure he didn't feel unsafe flying back home. She sat in Kit's usual seat, with two of the children on her laps - Chris and Molly

Baloo flew low as he said he would, though Chris and Molly talked about the show more than anything else.

Kit was thinking to himself the whole way home, wondering: Do I really have a talent for magic to teach Chris? I don't want to let my brother down

As Chris reached out from his new Mom to hug his brother, he said: "Kit, you're the greatest brother ever!'

"Aww…" cooed Rebecca and Baloo as Chris took Kit's cap off and pretended to pull a rabbit out of it.

Back at home, Kit was thinking of some simple tricks to show Chris, he thought: I can show him a few tricks… but which ones?

When they entered the upstairs' bedroom of Higher for Hire, Chris took over Baloo's bed while Baloo set up a hammock downstairs in the corner of the office, like Kit did on his first night there when the place was still called Baloo's Air Service.

Kit spent the rest of the night trying to think of what to teach Chris as his brother slept in Baloo's bed, sleeping with a peaceful smile on his face.