Hello everyone! Here I bring you a new chapter of this Asterix fic, Poor Asterix, he's truly confused with all what's going on to him, but has had him finished getting news? Okay, probably you all guess not, and you're right, so, let's see what else is going Asterix to discover now. Also, in this chapter there's a reference from another comic, will you be able to find out what am I talking about? I hope you'll like it!

Well, I'd like to give a special thanks to Drummergirl for helping me editing this story. I'm really, really, really grateful to her, she's awesome!

Okay after say all this, here you have the fifth chapter of this story, I hope you all will like it!

Chapter 7. Everything will be fine, you'll see

It was dawn in Totorum's camp and Overanxius was furious, filled with rage he could barely contain. How could this be? A whole camp ruined because of some… mustachioed savages! And on top of that, his prisoner – the one who was going to be the key to these unfortunate people submitting once and for all to the power of Rome – had escaped. Why were the gods so cruel?

The senator was pacing the Centurion's tent, which seemed to be the only one left intact by the Gauls' destructive force. The legionaries had given it to him to sleep there when he decided to stay the night in Totorum's camp. The envoy from Rome had practically not slept all night, as indicated by the dark circles under his eyes, and also, the stormy night that had just passed did nothing to help his situation. By Saturn, how could the situation have been so complicated?

But despite all these calamities, Caesar's envoy wasn't willing to leave Armorica or Gaul without that child, and didn't care what it would cost. In the end he'd have him back in his possession, and take him to Julius Caesar as a present.

This thought – imagining him presenting himself triumphantly before the Emperor of Rome with a hostage that could mean the surrender of the people who had been the thorn in the side of the Empire – caused a sinister smile to appear on Overanxius' face. Yes, very soon all his dreams would come true… all thanks to a little Gaul boy.

With new hope, the Roman senator left the tent only to be greeted with the sad vision of a ruined camp being rebuilt. Does this happen every time the Gauls attack? The man asked himself. To be honest, it was hard to believe that a fortified camp like this could have been reduced to dust so suddenly.

According to what the legionaries had told him, it was the pet of one of the Gauls that had led the entire village to the boy. He had also investigated a bit and now knew that the dog's owner didn't need to take magic potion to fight, because for some reason, he possessed the superhuman strength at all times that magic potion confers. So, unlike the rest of the village, it wasn't necessary for him to drink this substance. If that was true, it would be difficult to get ahold of the Gaul that interested him, especially knowing both Gauls were inseparable friends.

He also knew the druid was in charge of preparing the potion. Upon discovering that, he thought of kidnapping the druid to force him to make the magic potion for them, or at least prevent the rest of his village from having access to that potion. But his joy fell knowing others had already tried such a plan, several times, and had always failed. But as far as Overanxius knew, all those failures were due to the fact that even though they lacked their druid, the villagers still had Asterix. Yes, that short blond Gaul was able to supplement the druid's absence with his cunning and determination, and even rescue his friend on all occasions when the old bearded man was kidnapped. It was all because of the blond warrior who watched over the safety of the entire village, and that naturally included the druid…

But now, the warrior was nothing more than a helpless child… if they captured the druid, the rest of the town would have no magic potion, and without potion, and with continuous attacks, the fat Gaul wouldn't be enough to fight against all of them. So, in the midst of confusion and chaos, he could send a small patrol to take his prize! It was the perfect plan! Without his druid, and without the cunning of the blond warrior, the rest of the village couldn't defend themselves well enough from Roman attacks… not to prevent the capture of Asterix.

With this new idea still fresh in his mind, the envoy from Rome immediately went to speak to the Centurion to tell him his idea and thus be able to carry out his plan. The Gauls would soon be under the rule of the empire.

Getafix's eyes widened at the question Asterix asked him. Sick? By Belenos, why did Asterix ask such a thing? His eyes were locked on those of the blond Gaul, almost as if he expected to find the reason for the boy's question in them. Knowing this was quite impossible, the old druid got up from the stool and sat down on the bed next to the little Gaul again.

"Why do you ask if you are sick, Asterix?" Getafix questioned.

"I don't know, I feel… confused…"

"Confused? Explain in more detail, please." The village druid was worried about Asterix and wanted to get to the bottom of the matter, and for this he needed the warrior to tell him everything.

"Well… I had… weird dreams last night… I saw places I've never seen in them, and people I've never met… and also, in lots of the things I saw… the man who was with you yesterday, in the tent when you came to get me… he was there, too… and even though he looks like Obelix's dad, I know he isn't him… I'm so scared. I don't know what's going on," explained the little Gaul tremblingly.

"You don't have to be afraid," the druid assured him as he gently hugged Asterix and allowed the boy to do the same. Asterix buried his head in the druid's beard, as he did the day before in the Romans' camp. Getafix also realized the young Gaul trembled slightly, which deeply saddened the old druid. He wished he could somehow alleviate the anguish the blond Gaul surely felt.

Getafix looked at Asterix with fear, too. Apparently, there were still latent memories of the adult Gaul in the child's mind. The druid supposed for Asterix that was like living two different realities… only one of them remained in his subconscious, just showing itself in his dreams. Honestly, the old druid hoped if that was what was happening to Asterix, it wouldn't get worse… Getafix really wanted Tutatis to help them with that, since he himself didn't know how to exactly help Asterix. Asterix had always owned an insatiable curiosity. That's why, right now, not knowing – not being able to find an explanation for what was happening – made him confused and scared. At least that was what the druid supposed it was happening to Asterix.

"Getafix…" Asterix suddenly said, pulling his head out of the druid's beard.

"What is it, little one?" Getafix asked with a smile on his face.

"I was wondering if I could go see my parents… I… I'm hungry," admitted the little Gaul timidly.

The village druid's face paled noticeably at the mention of the little Gaul's parents. How was he going to tell him his parents weren't there? How would the child react to such news? But on the other hand, it wasn't fair for Asterix to keep him in ignorance. No, sooner or later they would have to tell him the truth, even if it was painful for him. Still, Getafix decided to be as gentle as possible with how he said it.

"You see, little one… your parents… aren't in the village at the moment…"

"What?!" Asterix asked with a shrill shriek.

Asterix's scream caused both Obelix and Dogmatix to wake up suddenly. The great Gaul looked at his surroundings in confusion. Then his eyes widened and immediately rushed towards the bed where Asterix was, with Dogmatix very close to him. The little puppy climbed onto the Gaul's bed and whimpered as if to indicate he didn't want to see his owner's best friend sad. Then Obelix asked worriedly:

"Asterix, are you alright? Does something hurt?"

"...No, nothing hurts… I'm fine…" answered Asterix, clearly surprised and at the same time scared by the presence of the red-haired Gaul, whom until now he hadn't noticed.

For Obelix to see his friend afraid of him… it was a hard blow. He'd never have imagined one of the people closest to him could be afraid of him. Slowly he stepped back and stared at the two Gauls in front of him with deep sadness. Dogmatix looked back and forth between Asterix and his owner, not knowing exactly who to go with.

Getafix gazed upon Obelix with understanding. He knew the menhir carver must be going through a moment almost as difficult as that of Asterix himself. He looked down at the Gaul boy again and said:

"Asterix, you have nothing to fear, he is Obelix, and he has helped me to take care of you tonight… as I've already told you, your parents aren't here. They… they had to go on a trip and they asked me to take care of you. Obelix was helping me. That's why he's here."

The blond Gaul looked Obelix up and down. He wore the same clothes as his best friend, but much bigger than his. He had the same hairstyle as him, although the man in front of him had a mustache, something that neither Obelix nor he still had. Asterix was confused, the Gaul in front of his eyes was just like his best friend… only much bigger than him and also… they both had the same name.

"Getafix, I don't get it… why's he have the same name as my friend Obelix? And how come you trust him so much? I never saw this man before… yesterday was the first time."

"Well, you see, Asterix… he actually is Obelix, your best friend…" said Getafix, knowing there was no other way to tell the little Gaul the truth.

Asterix's eyes widened as he heard the words of his druid. His gaze shifted from Getafix to Obelix several times, trying to discover if what he was saying was true or if they were only trying to play a joke on him. But when he found no trace of lie on their faces, his breathing hitched, like he was panicking.

"What? No! By Tutatis! That's not true! You're lying!" Asterix began to scream, his mind was confused, and Getafix's statement along with the expression of the two adults weren't helping him. A sudden headache attacked him, so the boy brought both hands to the sides of his head trying to stop that pain. But his efforts were futile, and soon tears began to flow again from his eyes.

Getafix saw Asterix's reaction and immediately regretted telling him. Perhaps it would have been better to wait a little while for everyone to get used to the new situation. But now the damage was done, and they should find a way to solve the problem.

For his part, Obelix's heart broke seeing his friend in such a situation. He would gladly switch places with Asterix, since he knew very well that as a child, he himself, unlike Asterix, hadn't been one of the cleverest boys there had ever been, and he hadn't been one of the most adventurous. Surely, he wouldn't be suffering as much as the blond Gaul was. On impulse, Obelix approached Asterix and hugged him gently. Surrounding him with his huge arms and whispered:

"Asterix, it's me, Obelix… please don't cry… we'll find a way to fix all this…"

"No… please… stop talking…" Asterix said. It was very difficult for him to accept the one who was speaking to him was actually his best friend.

Then something happened that no one present would have imagined: the guts of the menhir dealer protested their hunger, demanding the great Gaul for food… and abundant food, apparently.

Asterix parted in surprise from Obelix's embrace with a surprised expression. Obelix blushed, slightly embarrassed by the noise his body had just made.

The blond Gaul looked at the menhir deliverer. Then a shy smile appeared at the corners of his lips that progressively evolved into laughter.

Both Getafix and Obelix, along with Dogmatix, were surprised at the reaction of the little Gaul. They looked at him and then they looked at each other. Finally, they did the only thing they could think of: They joined Asterix in his laughter.

When Asterix managed to control himself, his headache was practically gone… at least for now. Then, he looked at Obelix, and with the smile still adorning his face, said:

"By Tutatis, are you hungry, too?"

Obelix looked at his friend, and for a moment it seemed that he had recovered the old Asterix. Then, blushing even more at the question, he timidly agreed. Obelix didn't think he was capable of getting the words out of his mouth.

"Then let's have breakfast," said little Asterix happily. He got out of bed and started running towards the stairs. He was wearing the same clothes as the previous day. Obelix hadn't dared to change his clothes fearing to wake him up. His clothes grew too big, and Asterix tripped and fell flat on the floor with a thud.

Getafix, seeing what happened with the Gaul boy, rushed to his side to see if Asterix had been hurt. But instead of crying, the blond Gaul was laughing once again. Internally, the old druid was happy about it. He hated to see any of those whom he considered his friends… his family, sad. Especially someone like Asterix, who by his way of being, had become one of the most respected people in the whole village… and maybe part of the world.

Despite his short stature, or perhaps precisely because he was short, his other attributes were more noticeable in everyone's eyes. Getafix couldn't say it with certainty… but, something he could say, is he would never give up all those years he spent next to the blond Gaul, next to Obelix, or next to any of the other villagers in town. They were all, and always would be, part of his life.

"Are we going, Getafix, or not?" Asterix asked, eager to eat.

"What? Ah yes, yes, we're going. Let's not make our stomachs wait any longer," replied the town druid.

When the three Gauls descended together with Dogmatix, Obelix offered to prepare the food. Just then, a woman unknown to the little Gaul appeared at the door of the cabin.

"Hello? Good morning Getafix, good morning Obelix, and good morning Asterix," greeted the new arrival.

"Good morning," Obelix and Getafix replied at the same time. Asterix, meanwhile, stared at the woman not knowing what to say.

"Getafix, who's this lady?" Asterix asked, looking at the brown-haired woman in a green dress at the door of his house.

"You see, she's –"

"Ah, he's so cute! I'm Mrs. Geriatrix," said the woman, cutting off the druid and introducing herself. Asterix's eyes widened and he stared at the newcomer almost in disbelief. Then he looked at Getafix and said:

"By Belenos! I didn't think it was possible for Mr. Geriatrix to get married!" Asterix spoke again genuinely amazed.

Now it was Obelix and Getafix's turn to open their eyes wide to the boy's comment and they instantly looked at the newly arrived woman slightly embarrassed by what the blond Gaul had just said, but Mrs. Geriatrix seemed to take it well. She approached Asterix and knelt before him. Then she said softly:

"Yes, I am Geriatrix's wife, and despite the age difference that separates us, I love him very much, and nothing in the world will make me change this love I feel for him. But that isn't the reason why I have come," she said. "I'm here to make you new clothes, because it's clear you cannot go with what you're wearing."

Asterix looked at himself at that moment, and his face turned redder than that of a tomato. No one except his mother had seen him without clothes. And now there was a woman he didn't know who said she was going to make new clothes for him. This meant for the little Gaul, she was going to see him without clothes. Asterix didn't want that. He wanted his mother! It was she who had always made clothes for him.

"I want my Mom," he said in a whisper.

"Excuse me, little one, what did you say?" Mrs. Geriatrix asked, not understanding what he'd said.

"I want my Mom." Asterix repeated a little louder.

"But Asterix, your Mom –"

"No! I want my Mom!" the blond Gaul suddenly shouted.

Getafix decided to intervene before the situation could get worse. He approached Mrs. Geriatrix and said:

"My good lady, I think right now isn't a good time. Asterix hasn't yet had breakfast. Perhaps we can talk about it later, when our young friend has eaten, if that's okay with you."

The woman in the green dress considered this for a moment and then said:

"We could also do this: I can take measurements of Asterix now and I'll make him clothes while he has breakfast. This way, when he finishes, I'll probably have finished sewing and he'll have new clothes."

The village druid opened his mouth to refuse the offer, but closed it again when he realized this was indeed the best option.

"Well, truth be told, this is a good idea."

"But I…" began the little Gaul, who was very aware of what the two adults said. He sincerely hoped Getafix would be able to make the woman leave. But now he wasn't so sure.

The old druid knelt in front of Asterix and looked him straight in the eye. Then he said softly:

"Yes, I know you want your mother to do it. But as I've already told you, she isn't here at the moment… Mrs. Geriatrix is a good woman, you'll see that you'll be fine with her."

Asterix stared at the ground for a while and then nodded slowly. He knew Getafix was right, but he didn't like the situation at all.

Getafix smiled slightly at his small triumph, then got up and said to the brown-haired woman:

"Perhaps it's better for you to go upstairs to take measurements of this little one. This way nobody will bother you."

Mrs. Geriatrix nodded in agreement with the druid's decision. She held out her hand to Asterix who first looked at her and then hesitantly took it. He wasn't sure he wanted to go with her, despite having agreed to what Getafix was saying. To be honest, the little Gaul didn't feel like going with the unknown woman upstairs. But he decided to think that while Getafix and Obelix were downstairs, nothing would happen to him. Lady and boy went upstairs to the top floor, leaving the rest of the occupants on the ground floor.

It was still very difficult for the little Gaul to accept this big red-haired Gaul with Getafix was actually his friend. But he knew Getafix would never tell him a lie like that. Besides… that Gaul was certainly very similar to Obelix, so there seemed to be no reason not to believe it was really him… yet he still had a hard time accepting it as an irrefutable truth. Besides… if Obelix had grown older, that meant his other friends were probably older now, too. Why? Perhaps it had something to do with the fact he couldn't remember anything from two days ago? Could that also explain his strange dreams? All these questions and many more filled the mind of the young Gaul, and he hoped that in a short time they would all be answered.

There were also other questions that populated the blond Gaul's mind. Who was he going to play with now? Should he make new friends? Would the other children accept him?

Getafix followed them with his eyes until they disappeared. So, to distract his mind from what was happening above their heads, Getafix decided to keep Obelix company while he was preparing breakfast for the three Gauls and for Dogmatix.

It was only when he was by his side that the old druid realized Obelix had blushed again. Intrigued by this fact, Getafix asked:

"Obelix, is something wrong?"

"What? Ah, no, no, it's just that seeing Asterix with Mrs. Geriatrix, well…"

"Yes?" Getafix asked again, wanting to know what Obelix tried to say.

"It has made me remember when she had to make clothes for me. I was also very embarrassed when I had to… you know…"

Getafix didn't need more details to know what the menhir dealer meant.

"And now the same thing is happening to Asterix, even though he is a child…" continued the great Gaul. "I just hope that when Asterix gets back to the way he was before, he doesn't remember any of this… well, that he won't remember this part," said the great Gaul, blushing even more than before.

Getafix nodded in understanding. It certainly wouldn't be very pleasant for the blond warrior… discovering this fact when he returned to normal…

That reminded him… Getafix went to search the bag he had left hanging by the cabin door, just to make sure the canteen with the potion that caused all this trouble was still in there. After breakfast, he would return to his cabin and immediately start to work on an antidote for Asterix.

Once he was certain the canteen was still there, he returned to Obelix, who, for his part, had almost finished preparing everything. As soon as he had, the two Gauls brought the plates to the table and waited for Mrs. Geriatrix and Asterix to come down. Fortunately, they didn't have to wait long for that. Mrs. Geriatrix descended with Asterix just behind her. Then the brown-haired woman said goodbye and that she had what she needed and she'd get to work right away to have the clothes for the little Gaul ready as soon as possible.

Meanwhile, the blond Gaul went straight to the table to eat. He was certainly very hungry, which was understandable, since the boy hadn't eaten anything in a day... well, except perhaps a little piece of bread and some water the Romans gave him to eat. It was either that or nothing.

Getafix and Obelix observed Asterix's every move. The boy seemed to be in a good frame of mind, so they decided to talk about anything and everything, except the part of taking measurements for his clothes. Better not to relive the past, they both thought.

When everyone was sitting at the table, they began to eat. Asterix noticed the little dog that was at Obelix's feet eating from his own plate. The young Gaul quickly identified the animal as the dog that licked his face when they came to rescue him from the Romans' hands.

Asterix looked again at the two adults who were sitting with him at the table and, clearing his throat, asked:

"Who… whose dog is this?"

The druid and the menhir dealer stopped eating and looked first at Dogmatix and then at Asterix. Then Obelix spoke up and said:

"This puppy is mine, and he's called Dogmatix."

"Ahhhh, what a cute name! Hello Dogmatix!" said the little Gaul cheerfully.

Asterix remembered having seen his friend dragging a small wooden carving in the shape of a puppy several times, so he had no reason to doubt the truthfulness of Obelix's words. The truth was that this puppy looked a lot like the one the red-haired Gaul had in wood.

Dogmatix barked happily in response to the greeting of the little Gaul. Despite the fact Asterix didn't remember him, the puppy was happy to see that he himself seemed friendly in the eyes of the Gaul boy.

"Do you like Dogmatix?" Obelix asked then.

Asterix looked at the menhir carver and with a broad smile, he nodded vigorously. Obelix looked at his pet again and bent down to pick him up from the ground, since the little puppy had already finished breakfast.

The great Gaul cradled Dogmatix in his big hands and immediately handed him to Asterix, saying:

"You can play with him whenever you want. He's a good friend and he'll never disappoint you."

Asterix held out his small hands and was thrilled when Obelix put Dogmatix in them. Then the blond Gaul brought him close to his chest and began to caress him. Immediately Dogmatix began to lick his face again, causing new laughter in the youngest Gaul.

Getafix had fun watching the scene, but he also knew they couldn't carry on entertaining themselves. There was a lot of work to do. So, although he didn't like being the one to end the fun, he said:

"Well, that's enough. Asterix, leave Dogmatix on the floor and finish your breakfast. When you've finished and you have your new clothes, you can play as much as you want with him."

The blond Gaul couldn't suppress a groan of frustration, which caused slight giggles in both adults. The boy then left the puppy on the ground and continued eating faster than before so that he could play with Dogmatix as long as possible.

Getafix looked at Asterix and was inwardly glad the young Gaul seemed to be fine as long as he remained in this state, at least for now. Still, the old druid knew he must find a cure as soon as possible.

Welp, Overanxius isn't going to leave so easily. Those can't be good news, can they? Also, how many of you have realized what was I talking about? Oh, and now Asterix will have new clothes! Who wants to see Asterix with clothes that fit him perfectly? Also, I don't know why, but I love every time I see Dogmatix with a child, and now that Asterix is a child, I wanted to see moments with those two too I hope I won't be the only one wanting this.

Okay, after say that, I really hope you all enjoyed this chapter, I also would like to thank you all those who've read this story, those who follow it or have it among their favorites: MyCelestialFury.

See you in the next chapter