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J.K. Rowling wrote Harry Potter
Bakugan Battle Brawlers is directed by Mitsuo Hashimoto and licensed by Nelvana.
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The Decision that Changes Everything
In a suburban street known as Privet Drive, a thin, blonde-haired woman with pale eyes, and a neck near twice the usual amount is up and ready. She always enjoyed her early morning routine. She loved the quiet sameness of it all. Unfortunately, on this morning, her routine had been disrupted quite alarmingly. It's because today, she had woken to find a baby boy with black hair asleep on her doorstep.
"VERNON!" she shrieked, snatching the child up and into the house before the neighbors could see him. "Vernon! Come quick!"
A bleary-eyed, big, beefy man with thick, dark hair, a bushy black mustache, and hardly any neck with a large purple face stumbled into the kitchen, still wearing his pajamas.
"What is it, Petunia?" he mumbled.
"It's him!" Petunia hissed at her husband, pointing at the baby she had unceremoniously dumped on the kitchen table. "My sister's brat! She and that good-for-nothing husband of hers have gone and gotten themselves blown up. We're supposed to raise their unnatural brat."
Vernon's small, blue mean eyes were wide-awake now.
"Not a chance," he growled, "I won't have that…that thing contaminating our Duddy."
"Of course, dear," Petunia agreed, "But what will we do with it? We can't just dump it in an orphanage. They'll just trace it back to us."
Vernon thought for a minute and then an idea struck him.
"I'll take it with me on that business trip to Japan soon. I can abandon it there. In the meantime, we'll keep the freak in the cupboard under the staircase. That way it won't contaminate our Dudders." Petunia gave her husband an approving smile.
"That's an excellent plan, Vernon." Vernon chuckled darkly.
"Of course, it is."
As the sun sets, a 3-year-old boy with messy brown hair and peculiar red eyes run towards the fountain in the park, amazed at the water spouting. The parents watch their son with smiles, happy of their boy's glee to everything that is mundane to them.
Suddenly, they hear a sound unfamiliar to them. The boy rushes back to his father and mother.
"What is that, papa?" the little boy asked.
"It sounds like a cry, Danny." The man with short black hair and brown eyes answered. "And it's coming under that bench." The father pointed at the bench on the other side of the fountain.
They look under the bench and see a rag pile and peer into it.
The woman with brown eyes and brown hair that extended to her back gasps in shock. "It's a baby. Someone left a baby here. Who would do such a thing, Shinjiro?"
She scoops the baby up from underneath the bench and cradles him in her arms making soothing sounds. The baby stops his cries and looks up at the woman with interest before cooing.
"He has such bright green eyes, and look at this scar." She traces the scar shaped like lightning on the child's forehead. "I think I'll call him Kenshin."
"You can't possibly be thinking of keeping him, Miyoko?" Shinjiro blurted in shock. "Is she serious?"
"Why not?" asked Miyoko.
"'Why not?'" repeated Shinjiro, incredulously, "There are dozens of reasons. First, you found him underneath a bench."
"More reason to give him a loving home," Miyoko replied firmly.
Shinjiro recognizes that tone of voice. Miyoko had made up her mind and no one, not even her own husband could change it. He sighed.
"Well, at least we can adopt him legally. It shouldn't be too hard." He gave a smile. His wife's determination is part of the reason why he loves her so much.
Dan looked up at his parents in surprise.
"He's going to be my new baby brother, mama?"
Miyoko gives her son a smile.
"Well yes, if you want one." Dan jumped up and down.
"I always want a baby brother. I really do."
Miyoko and Shinjiro look down at their new son named Kenshin with a smile. The baby boy yawn before going to sleep, peacefully in his new mother's arms.