The next day Blythe was talking riding her scooter with the pets in the basket. Clockwork was still looking very uneasy. Sunil decided to talk the cat.

"Are you feeing alright Clockwork?," Sunil asked.

"What? Oh y- ya. I feel fine," Clockwork said quietly.

"... Clockwork I know that language. I speak it everyday,"

"I'm fine Sunil. Just a little nervous about going back to the place I was knocked unconscious," Clockwork said.

"Oh ok then. I'm sure you will be fine," Sunil said.

He hated the fact that he had to lie, but just couldn't tell them the truth. How could he? They would probibly see him the same way everyone else did.

Ounce they got to the woods Blythe started unpacking and getting ready for the night. The pets ran off to play. But Clockwork stayed behind lying down on a log depressed.

"Clockwork what's wrong? Why don't you go off with the other pets and play?," Blythe asked.

Clockwork looked a her gloomily.

"No thanks,"

"Come on. What's wrong?,"

"Nothing. Just one of those days,"

"Well if you wanna talk you know where to find me,"