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Something was amiss amongst the Skylanders. He could feel it in his bones. The problem was he just didn't know exactly what it was. Was it something major? Or was it minor? Were his teammates involved? Or was it someone else? He didn't know, and he didn't like not knowing.
"Hey Magna Charge? Do you feel that something is maybe a bit off?"
Magna Charge blinked his one eye at the Life swapper, slowing his pace down for Stink Bomb to keep up with him. "No. Nothing feels off. My servos are still go—"
"No, not that off." Stink Bomb cut him off, shaking his head. "I mean that something might be wrong back at the academy."
"Oh. Not really." The Ultron shrugged. "Though…now that you mention it, something was a bit off this morning."
"What?"
"Well, for some strange reason." Magna Charge slowed to a stop, crossing his arms. "An unthinkable thing happened."
Stink Bomb stopped in his tracks. "Unthinkable? What unthinkable thing?"
Magna Charge closed his eye. "The one thing that I never thought could happen in a million years in my life."
"What?! What?! What happened?!" Stink Bomb's tail wagged back and forth, fanning its wretched stench into a cloud of green smoke. "Tell me!"
The Ultrons eye opened, fist clenched. "Freeze Blade didn't challenge me to a race this morning!"
…
Stink Bomb stared at him.
"…what?"
The Life swapper didn't anything as he continued to walk along.
"What? What did I say?" Magna Charge followed after the skunk. "It never happened before! Freeze Blade always challenges me to a race!"
"Well maybe he didn't want to race you today."
"Not likely." The Ultron speed in front of Stink Bomb, turning around and faced him as he rolled backwards with his attention on the skunk. "I've known that cat for years. A whole one hundred years! And he's never gone a day without a race with me."
Stink Bomb shrugged. "Maybe he'll challenge you once we get back."
"…yeah." Magna Charge twisted around, facing the front again, crossing his arms in thought. "Maybe."
"Come on Charge, let's get back to the academy." Stink Bomb suggested, going into a sprint. He knew that the Ultron loved to race. Racing always seemed to put his spirits up in a good mood when he seemed down. Just like he hoped, Magna Charge was zipping past him at top speed.
Stink Bomb couldn't really recall Magna Charge's need for speed. It could of been when he couldn't control his magnet and had to out run the objects following after him, or possibly it was thanks to Freeze Blade's constant challenge to a race against one another. The cat never liked to be second place in speed and always wanted to push himself past his limits. None the less, Stink Bomb worried for the cat. Wanting to push past his limits was good and all, but sometimes he would just go too far and completely exhaust himself into a coma. Not to mention the stunts and trouble he seemed to get himself into time to time.
"Oh Freeze, what trouble do you get yourself into?"
"What Kind Of Mess Did You Get In To?!"
Wash Buckler sighed as he gave Night Shift the babyfied cat. "Nothing, I was just feeding the kid." Making his way to the back of his room, -everyone decided to hold a meeting there on Freeze Blade's condition-, to the bathroom to freshen up.
"You look like a mess!" Spy Rise exclaimed as he examined the octopus head to tentacles, his face scrunching in disgust. "How could you possibly get this dirty by feeding a child?"
Wash Buckler glared at the Tech. "Kids are messy. You can't expect them to be clean the entire time dude. Plus the glass was a bit too big for his mouth."
Spy Rise, growling under his breath, sighed as pinched the bridge of his nose, if he had one. "Alright, well, let's get on to the matter at hand here, shall we?" His focus was turned to the Undead boxer. "I suppose you want the full story?"
Night Shift nodded, holding Freeze Blade securely in his gloves and close to him as possible.
"Well as Wash Buckler had mentioned before." He gestured to the sea pirate, who was cleaning himself from the milk splatters. "Freeze Blade got…uh, babyfied by a gun after he shoved Trap Shadow out of the way of fire on a mission with us. Luckily, he survived but unfortunately he was turned into a toddler." He shook his head. "It doesn't make any sense though. The highly molecular structure in that lazerbeam should of destroyed him, not…this." He gestured one hand to Freeze Blade, who was ideally pulling on his ears.
Fire Kraken, laying on his stomach on the bed, wagging his tail with his grin ever present chuckled. "You should have seen Spyied's reaction when he saw Freeze Blade! He was all panicky and funny looking!"
"Thank you, Fire Kraken."
"You're welcome!"
Night Shift, being silent for a while as he thought over what Spy Rise had said, sighed. "So basically you have no idea on how this happened or how to turn him back then?"
"I'm afraid so. And until I find a solution to turn him back, we're going to be stuck caring for him for the time being."
"But none of us know how to tack care of a child, let alone a baby!"
"Trial and error dude! Trial and error!"
"I agree with you Night Shift, but that won't be a problem for long. I'll be looking up the info on my computer on the what to dos as the rest of you care for him."
Frowning, Night Shift placed one boxing glove on his hip. "Aren't you going to help take care of Freeze Blade as well?"
The spy had a mixed motion of horror and disgust written on his face. "Uh, well, I'll be, ahem, p-pretty busy and such, so, um, ah."
Night Shift's eyes narrowed. "Oooh no. You have as much responsibility in this as the rest of us. You're not skipping out on this!" He jabbed his boxing glove to Spy Rise's chest.
"Sounds like someone's a little afraid of caring for the tike." Trap Shadow smirked from his place at the door. "What's the matter Spy? Nervous of a wittle baby?" He snorted before promptly bursting out in laughter.
His body shook as Spy Rise gritted his teeth, clenching and unclenching his hands while glaring straight at Trap Shadow. "Well if you're so confident, why don't you take care of Freeze Blade for the rest of the day?!"
"…okay."
Objects were not the only thing to get broken. Spy Rise's anger was quickly shattered by the answer, not because he just realized that putting Trap Shadow in charge of watching over a toddler was the last thing in the world he would ever consider doing in a million light years, but by the fact that Trap Shadow had answered so impassive. But Night Shift on the other hand was not so shocked. In fact, he was else wise.
"Eh, no. I don't think so." He tightened his grip on the kitten, twisting his body so that Freeze Blade was out of the tigers line of sight.
"What's the matter old bat? Don't trust me enough?"
"No, I don't." Night Shift snorted. "In fact, I wouldn't trust you with anything that draws breath. One way or another, every creature left in your care winds up dead!"
It was true. There were a few times that someone from the SWAP Force or not would walk in with an animal. Few times they brought them because the animal was hurt and needed treatment, other times they brought them because they were assigned to watch after them, and once or twice the animal would just follow them home. They did take care of them, bringing them back to health and releasing them, but there was one rule which all swappers followed.
Never leave Trap Shadow in charge of caring for animals.
Every animal, big or small, would somehow wind up dead the next hour or so and displayed as a trophy in his room. The only thing that survived the longest with him was a cobra, which had gotten lose three times before he killed and skinned it. For the sake of any animal, and to minimize the horror of any young Skylander and child, every animal, or something alive, was kept far away from Trap Shadow.
"Come on Shift, I'll be gentle with him."
"No! Not in a million years!"
"Not even if I was the last Skylander in Skyland?"
"Not even if you were the last one in the universe!"
"But Shift." Trap Shadow wanted to protest in the vampires decision, when the door suddenly swung right open with the other members rushing in after Hoot Loop with a very, very, very angry Grilla Drilla hot on his feathers.
"I'M GOING TO RIP EVERY SINGLE FEATHER OFF OF YOU!"
"CAN'T WE JUST TALK ABOUT THIS?!" Hoot Loop screamed in terror, teleporting just out of the gorillas grasp.
The current swappers that were already present watched in confusion as Grilla Drilla tried grabbing the magical owl as the rest of the swappers tried to keep the enraged digger from doing who knows what to Hoot Loop. It wasn't really a new sight to behold. It was actually quite common for this to happen. Someone in the SWAP Force would get another member angry enough that they chase the other around until they tire out or if they catch their target. Most of the time it was Freeze Blade and Night Shift who fill that role along with Fire Kraken and Spy Rise. But it was also rare for the honest gorilla to ever get angry enough to chase after someone. Though it was not as shocking to who could do that task so easily like Hoot Loop.
While the others didn't bother to step in and help the owl and ideally just stayed back and watch the whole thing, Freeze Blade on the other hand, was not enjoying this one bit. First off, his now baby brain was trying so hard to process what was going on with the new creatures in the room. They were big and different looking, and made lots and lots of loud noises. And loud noises were what babies didn't like too much too often. And he, right now, was no different than a normal baby. Freeze Blade whimpered, shrinking deeper into Night Shifts hold while his tiny ears flattened themselves against his head as he watched Grilla Drilla finally catch Hoot Loop by the neck and proceeded to strangle the bird, yelling at him as Hoot Loops eyes looked like they were about to pop out of their sockets while Rubble Rouser and Doom Stone tried to pry Grilla Drilla's hands off of Hoot Loop as the rest were trying to, and failing, to pull the two swappers away from each other. Then, having enough of everything, he let out the biggest wail he could muster, gaining everyone's attention off of the murder chaos.
At first, everyone was frozen in place, having their eyes on the vampire boxer who currently had no idea on calming the babyfied teammate down as it was not in his element or knowledge, and was looking around with a slight panicked look before Wash Buckler came to his rescue and took the child in his arms. There was a few minutes of toddler cries and Wash Buckler gently rubbing the baby's back as he rocked back and forth, whispering calm soft words that eventually calmed Freeze Blade enough. With his energy spent, the toddler yawned and snuggled close to the octopus's chest, lulling to sleep by the rhythmic heartbeat that put him at ease.
Rattle Shake, having his hold on Boom Jet who had hold on one of Hoot Loops legs, was the first to break out of his shock. "Uh, amigo? Why is there a baby in your arms?"
"And why does it look an awful lot like Freeze Blade?" Free Ranger asked, still having his tight hold on Grilla Drillas leg.
"Because he really is Freeze Blade."
Wash Buckler may have not use the right words the moment he said them. It only took a full minute for them to look at him, then at the sleeping child with a thumb in his mouth, and back at him before looking at Spy Rise, who merely shrugged a tad and nodded slightly with an impassive face, then all evil brook lose.
"GRANDES SERPIENTES!"
"What In Skylands Did You Do To Him?!"
"PPPPHT! HAHAHAHAHA! HE'S A KID! A TINY BABY! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Okay, I'm confused here. Are you sure that's Freeze Blade?"
"That's The Reason Why He Didn't Challenge Me To A Race This Morning?! Because He Turned Into A Baby?!"
"You Have Two Minutes To Explain Yourselves Before I Start Pounding It Out Of You!"
"What happened to him?!"
Wash Buckler held onto Freeze Blade tighter, backing up as the swappers came at him with questions with Spy Rise and Night Shift being his only guard at the moment.
"The kid got turned into a toddler by a gun on a mission! End of story!"
All eyes turned to the doorway. Trap Shadow stepped out from behind the door, rubbing his sore muzzle. The room became silent again, only this time, everyone was well aware that the youngest member of the SWAP Force, still asleep despite all the shouts earlier, was somehow now a toddler.
Grilla Dilla was not satisfied by the answer. He looked at Spy Rise, huffing. "How is Freeze Blade a baby? How is it even possible?"
"Believe me, if I had the knowledge of how it happened, I would be trying to turn him back right now." Spy Rise looked at Freeze Blade, frowning. "But I don't. He just…turned into a kid."
Hoot Loop teleported next to Wash Buckler, examining Freeze Blade. "My my. Even magic can't do such a thing like this."
"So using magic to change him back is out of the question?" Night Shift asked, pulling Hoot Loop away from the sea captains personal space. "Great. Fangtastic."
"Believe me, I would try and change him back, but magic like that would need years of practice, concentration, and loads of energy to do so. But there's also the risk factors of what could happen an—"
"Alright, alright we get it. Magic can't solve this." Fire Kraken butted in, jumping on the owl. "But you got to admit! He's soooooo cute like this!" He smothered his face, cooing at the sleeping toddler. "Look at him~. He's adorable! Look at the wittle face~. The wittle fingers~. Aaaawww~. I just wanna gobble him up!" At that comment, Wash Buckler backed up away from him as Blast Zone grabbed him from behind and pulled him away. "What? I was just kidding. I won't eat him, honest! Hey Stink Bomb! What do you think of Freeze Blade? …Stink Bomb?"
Stink Bomb stood in place, frozen on the spot with his eyes glued on the toddler. He had been quiet the entire time after learning of the state the ice cat was in.
"Hello? Anyone home?" Free Ranger waved one hand in front of the skunks face, getting no response from him. "Huh. I think his brain might be broken."
"Can you blame him? It is quite a big shock." Night Shift commented, crossing his arms. "Though you guys didn't have to find out after saving the kitten after he was tossed in the air."
"My bad."
"B-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-b-BUT WHO'S GOING TO RACE ME NOW?!" Magna Charge cried out, holding his head with a frantic look over placing his happy go to look. "I HAVE TO HAVE SOMEONE TO RACE!"
"Calm down Magna Charge. You can race against one of us." Blast Zone went over to the Ultron, trying to calm him down and not wake the sleeping toddler in the room.
"BUT IT WON'T BE THE SAME! AND ALL YOU GUYS ARE SLOWPOKES!"
"…gee, thanks for letting us know that." Boom Jet deadpanned, crossing his arms.
"Come on Charge, I'm sure that you can race against at least one of us." Doom Stone placed a hand on Magna Charges shoulder. "And if you can't then you could try something else to pass the time other than racing."
"He's right, amigo." Rattle Shake smile, lightly stroking the head of the snake loaded in his gun. "No sense to race all the time, right?"
"You can go a couple days without racing, dude. No need to get all dramatic like Spy Rise does."
"Wash Buckler is r—HEY! I do not get dramatic!"
"Yes you do. You go all panicky and scared looking and you talk faster and you get sweaty an—"
"I'M A ROBOT YOU IDIOT! I CAN'T SWEAT!"
"Then why do I see droplets of water on you sometimes?"
"IT'S FROM THE HUMIDITY! THE COMMON HOT AND COLD AIR CLIMATE!"
"…don't make no sense to me."
"YOU'RE WORDING IT WRONG! IT'S IT DOESN'T MAKE ANY SENSE!"
"See! See! You're going all panicky right now!"
"DON'T CHANGE THE SUBJECT!"
"And it was?"
"I DON'T GET DRAMATIC!"
"But—"
"Shesh. The kid must be a heavy sleeper. You two could wake up a whole building with all the noise you're making." Rubble Rouser commented.
Night Shift, uncovering his ears, looked at the two before his face fell. "Uh, no. He's not there."
"What?" Spy Rise glanced at him, still slightly irritated with his argument with Wash Buckler.
"He's not there!" Night Shift repeated.
Everyone looked at him confusingly before looking at their leader.
…Who had his arms crossed and not holding their babyfied teammate. Everyone stared at the leader before the panic set in and begun to search frantically for the five month old
"AH! Where'd He Go?!" Wash Buckler looked at his arms after suddenly realizing how light they felt.
"You lost him?!" Spy Rise screamed, holding his head in disbelief. "HOW COULD YOU LOSE A FIVE MONTH OLD IN YOUR ARMS?!"
"I DON'T KNOW! HE DISAPPEARED INTO THIN AIR LIKE MAGIC! …"
Heads slowly turned to Trap Shadow as the tiger was looking under the bed. He knew he was being stared at the moment their eyes were on his back. "…what? Why are you all—"
Angry accusations were thrown at the tiger, none realizing that there was another teammate not present in the room.
Stink Bomb quickly walked and sprinted while he avoided being seen by the other Skylanders in the building, dodging behind corners and cloaking in his stealth mode and sneaking past. He really didn't want to be seen right now, there was too much going on in his mind to be thinking clearly. He needed some time to clear his thoughts. And get Freeze Blade away from the rest of the team as far as possible.
Maybe it was a bad thing that he took the toddler out of Wash Buckler's arms while he was in stealth mode and snuck out while he and Spy Rise were arguing, but in his defense they were getting too loud and they could of woke him up. Plus, he didn't quite trust his teammates to care for a kid. They were rough and tough and got into arguments that sometimes turn in a fight that probably ended with one not speaking to the other for a while. Clearly not the best caretakers in all of Skylands.
Stink Bomb finally made it to the outside behind the academy, carefully walking down the steps two by two and going into a full sprint once he reached the bottom step and headed to the bridge connecting to one floating island filled with trees. It was used as a training ground for the Skylanders to hone their skills in stealth and survival, but to him, it was home. Well, technically, it was where he was located to stay since his smell didn't go so well with the others. He didn't blame them, his smell was pretty bad. But he didn't mind that he lived in a forest next to the academy. It was prefect to his element, along with a few other Life Skylanders who lived in the trees.
He ran, keeping it less bumpy so he wouldn't disturb Freeze Blade. It wasn't long till he found his tree, which was located in the center of the island. It was thicker and taller than the rest of the trees in the forest, so it was quite easy to spot far off. But like most creatures, his home was at the top in a hollowed out hole. It was hard to get up there, but it was rewarding to finally arrive and lay down on the soft cushion of his bed.
Huffing, he readjusted his hold on the toddler with one arm secured around him, and the other free for use. Bending his knees, he launched himself at the tree, digging his nails into the bark and holding tight. Taking a slight breather, Stink Bomb started to climb. While he would admit, swapping his legs with Spy Rise or Wash Buckler to get up there quicker would have been easier, Stink Bomb always believed in honing his skills rather than taking an easy way out. Plus, the two swappers didn't seem to want to listen to anyone back then.
Halfway up, Freeze Blade woke up. Yawning while rubbing his eye to rid of the sleep still lingering, he blink, seeing Stink Bomb up close for the first time since he was babyfied. Now, granted, Freeze Blade knew it wasn't the strange looking blue thing, or the soft purple thing, or ever the funny sounding black thing that held him rougher than both of them, but oddly was very comfortable and gentle, especially when the black thing held him to his chest. But now there was this green, funny smelling thing holding him. He couldn't decide if it was bad like the really hard thing or the jumpy yellow thing, or good like the blue, purple, and black things.
Not long after, Stink Bomb finally reached his destination. The entryway to his home was closed off by an oak door with a green Life symbol in the middle. Turning the knob and swinging the door open, Stink Bomb stepped inside, smiling as he looked around as he closed the door behind him.
It wasn't a real fancy place, but it was standard and fit to his liking. Just a bed, a bathroom, a small kitchen and all the simple necessities. He looked down at his companion, blinking in surprise to find that Freeze Blade was staring back up at him fully awake.
"Oh hey. When did you get up?" He held up the tiny kitten to his eye level. Freeze Blade cooed, reaching out with one hand and trying to touch Stink Bomb's face. "You must have had a rough day, huh? Being turned into a baby and such." He spotted the bandage wrapped secured around the tiny child's neck. "Looks like you got hurt as well." Stink Bomb examined Freeze Blade as he made his way to his bedroom.
Freeze Blade was small. Smaller than a regular five month old. In fact, when compared to one of Night Shift's gloves, he would fit right in it with no trouble and no part of him would show. Stink Bomb frowned. There could be many places in the academy where Freeze Blade could crawl into and get lost. His fur had gotten thicker and soft compared to his fur before, which was thin and silky looking. Another thing to notice was his cloths. They were just too big for him now. His shirt covered him way past his legs, but the mask was just too big for his face, and most of it hung off of it.
"You need some new clothes. A probably a dipper." He commented, carefully placing the toddler tummy down on his soft cushion bed. "Wait right here, I'll be back before you know it." Stink Bomb walked out of the room, keeping door open to keep an eye on the tot and rush back if anything happened.
Freeze Blade blinked, watching the green smelly thing go. It seemed alright. Besides being smelly, it had a nice warmth and it was comfy when it held him. It was nice to be with this thing…even if it did smell and seemed a little familiar. Odd. As far back as his baby mind would go, he didn't really recall the green thing before, yet for some reason, he felt that he knew it from somewhere before. Though he just couldn't put his thumb on it. Blinking again, he proceeded to look around the place.
It was a neat and tidy space. A hand craved in bookshelf on one side, a painting stool next to the bed, a round window to the outside world that was slightly opened, and a giant Life symbol painted on the ceiling. Of course, none of this made any sense to his baby mind. To him, they were just odd do-dads and strange looking items. Babbling, Freeze Blade tucked his chubby arms under him, making cute little grunts as he tried to push himself up. He didn't get far in his task, only managing to flip himself on to his back with a small ouff sound. "Wooooooo."
About two minutes later, Stink Bomb returned with a few items in hand, taking noticed of the flipped over tot. "I thought I put you on your belly." He placed the items down, picking up the toddler and placing him in a sitting position. "There. Is that better?"
Freeze Blade cooed, smiling up at Stink Bomb.
"That's good." Stink Bomb smiled, sitting next to the babyfied teammate. Grabbing the items, which was an old dirty tan color cloth and a pair of scissors, Stink Bomb set to work cutting fabric. Occasionally, he would pause from his work and take Freeze Blade's measurements and tickle the tot under his chin, earning a few giggles to keep him from being bored from watching him work. Finally, after getting enough good size pieces of cloth, Stink Bomb set to work sowing the needed pieces together as baby Freeze Blade watched him in curiosity.
"Done!" Stink Bomb smiled, holding out a handmade toddler shirt and pants. "Now all that's left is to get you in a dipper and put these cloths on you." He smiled down at Freeze Blade, tapping the tip of his ear, which flicked at his touch.
Freeze Blade didn't pay any attention to him as he laid on the green things tail, which was nice and soft and warm…and the smell seemed to be stronger there. He whined in disapproval when the green thing picked him up off his comfy place and tried to put a tight thing on him. He didn't want that on him. He wanted his soft fluffy smelly place!
"Freeze Blade, hold still!" Stink Bomb struggled to put a brown cloth on the toddlers behind as a substitute for a dipper, but babyfied Freeze Blade had other plans. "Jess, for a tiny guy, you sure have a lot of fight in you." At least when he finally got the dipper on, Freeze Blade didn't fight back as much when he took off his too big shirt and put the handmade ones one him, deciding to leave the mask on him for now. "Finally." He sighed, lying Freeze Blade back down on his tail, who yawned and snuggled his into tail while holding it in a toddler tight grip, rubbing his face in the light green fur.
He couldn't help but smile at the action. Glancing out the window, he sighed contently. The crescent moon was starting to peak over the trees, crickets chipped quietly to the breeze bellow, not a single thing stirred under the starlight night. Birds were nestled in their nests in the treetops with their chicks rested under their wings. Tiny rabbits hopped out of their holes and grazed the grass till they had their fill. A night owl hooted in the night, taking off and flying against the star lit sky. The gentle wind rustled the leaves on the branches. The misty blue bat flapped its wings as it glared at him through the window with the biggest fangs he'd ever—
Misty.
Blue.
Bat?
His content face fell off with only horror in its place as he realized two things. Bats weren't misty blue. Grumpy, angry, blood sucking, boxing vampire who could turn into a bat and was really, really, extremely mad at him right now were misty blue. "…uh, heheh." With a weak grin, Stink Bomb slightly waved at the Undead boxer. "H-hi Shift."
Night Shift said nothing, continuing to glare at the skunk through the glass before teleporting inside and transforming back into his true form with his anger eyes still on the Life swapper as Stink Bomb tried to make himself as little as possible. He knew that out of all of the rest of the team, Night Shift found him the easiest to coop with because of his quiet and understanding personality. But as far as he knew the vampire liked him, it didn't stop the boxer from throwing a punch or two at him when got annoyed or angry with him. And Eon, did Night Shift looked furious right now.
It had taken an hour of questioning Trap Shadow on the missing baby teammate whereabouts, with a bit of encouragement from Night Shift, before anyone had realized that Trap Shadow clearly didn't have the tiny baby on him. A two hour search was ensured around, in, and under the whole academy for any sign of the five month old with not luck. It wasn't till later when Free Ranger noticed the absence of Stink Bomb, prompting the grumpy vampire to go search for him. Night Shift, with the itty-bitty tiniest hint of worry for the missing toddler teammate, knew exactly where to search first for the skunk. Transforming into his bat form, he took off to the forest as fast as his wings could flap. But when he got there, all the worry –which was the size of an ant— cracked and shattered, melting slowly into a white hot pit of fiery anger when he saw the missing babyfied Freeze Blade, fine and all right, trying to grab the tip of Stink Bombs tail as it moved a split second before he could grab it while the skunk was busy sowing up the last stitch in what looked like a handmade shirt.
His anger didn't waver one bit when the skunk finally looked outside and spotted him. No. Night Shift was beyond reasoning right now. Far beyond reasoning. He had spent three whole hours trying to look for the five month old with his teammates running around like a headless chicken, only to find out that Stink Bomb had him the whole time safe and sound without telling or at least letting anyone know.
His fists trembled in rage as he pulled back his right gloved fist, aiming for the skunks face. He didn't care at the moment if he shattered or permanently destroyed Stink Bomb's face and/or skull, all he wanted to do right now was teach him a lesson in taking the youngest member without letting others know.
But before he could swing it at him, Stink Bomb held both his hands up, quickly gesturing him a 'be quiet' sign and repeatedly pointed to his tail. Night Shift hesitated slightly, still keeping his fist ready to swing just in case. Slowly, Night Shift shifted his gaze from Stink Bomb to his green furry tail. Freeze Blade was sound asleep against the skunk's soft fur, sucking on his little thumb contently. He looked so peaceful, so innocent, completely unaware to the evil and dangers of the world around him. He just looked so cute.
Night Shift stared at the baby, weighing his options. One, he could punch Stink Bomb, really, really hard, and potentially draw blood and cause a lot of noise that could wake up Freeze Blade up and make him scream and cry in fear from seeing the blood and/or woken so rudely and he would have no clue in calming him down and trying to explain to the others why Stink Bomb was dead. Or option two, he could let this one slide, not punch Stink Bomb, and let Freeze Blade sleep on with no disturbance. He was slightly leaning against option one, buuut then again he really didn't want to have an ear shattering crying tot to deal with right now. Sighing as he made his decision, he lowered his glove down, still glaring slightly at Stink Bomb.
Stink Bomb let out a breath of air he hadn't realized he was holding in, patting his chest to get his heart rate down. That was a close call. He smiled slightly at Night Shift, glad to be spared at the moment.
The night was quiet again. Mammals who didn't wander the night slept in their homes as dreams danced in their heads. The small creak flowed gently against the banks of the earth as the fish swam with the current. Fireflies lit up and danced with grace. A few sheep were up and about, bleating once or twice before going back to grazing the grass. And Night Shift strangled Stink Bomb with both boxing gloves as he shook him like a doll, still angry at the skunk as Freeze Blade slept on without disturbance or worry of his surroundings or the things going on all around him at the moment.
Quick note to anyone reading this. I will be probably posting a new chapter each week or so. Please leave a review on how I did~
