"Okay, okay, I won't touch it!" Jim spoke while nursing his wound.

Brian growled angrily at Jim.

"Well we have to get it to a safer place..." Jaime pointed out.

"We should take it home; whose house is the safest would you say Jim?" Jim glanced at Joe, and they both agreed "The Manor!"

Under Brian's careful watch ,they approached the box again. Brian barked loudly.

"I don't think he wants us to touch it."

"Whatever Brian," Joe grumbled. "Someone stay here with him, then, while we make the stupid lemonade."

"I'll stay," Jaime offered.

Firstly, the others went to the shop to buy the remaining ingredients for the lemonade. They got plenty of sugar, and Joe and Jim started playing football with the lemons, but the trip was successful. As soon as they got home, they started to get to work; it was harder than they thought it would be without Brian.

"I think we've got it!" yelled Joe. a pitcher of fresh lemonade sitting on the counter. "Darren, want to test it?"

Darren looked hesitant at first but took a sip. He attempted to thumbs up but found it hard to do with his paws… which suddenly began to twist and form hands. A cloud of smoke filled the room.

"Darren, are you alright?"

"Oh. my. gosh. Guys it's working!"

Sitting in the smoke appeared Darren, happy as ever and fully human. He tried to speak... but no sound came out.