RM: Sorry it took me so long to update, life after camp got interestingly hectic. Um, about Ripdos A.K.A The Bad Ash's comment, I have no idea what a bay bay kid is, but am anxious to know if it would work in with the image I have of her!

This chapter is not the same as when I started. My computer decided to dump some of it and I had to type from memory. = ( Ah well, onto the fic!!

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Todd hopped out of bed. Another day. Getting dressed as fast as he could, he bounced through the hall; running down the stairs and shoving open the kitchen door. He noticed Lance sitting at the table before a bowl full of brown soggy-looking cereal, as he poured himself some CocoPuffs as well. He remained silently standing behind the counter; from his observations, his teammate had these space-out times in the early morning before he had some sugar or a good smack to the head quite frequently--the second option being left up to the only constant female in the house.

As it turned out, the same person was running through the foggy mind of the sitting boy. He looked up from his contemplating look at the spoon on the table surface, face looking totally confused. "Shouldn't she be yelling at someone by now?" He asked. His friend shrugged with a slight grin.

"Slept in?" He offered. But Lance did not share Todd's attitude toward the matter. It was eight thirty in the morning. She should have at least screamed threats by now. He stood.

"I'm gonna go check'n made sure she didn't..." He rubbed the back of his neck. "die er su'm,"

Todd shoved his bowl aside with an annoyed sigh. "I'm goin' with ya, yo," Lance rolled his eyes in a mock Kitty imitation. "Hey," The slightly green boy said in his own defense, jabbing a finger in the brunette's general direction. "Just ta make sure ya don't go'n do somethin' stupid,"

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There was a muffled cry from the other side of the wall and a sleepy Rahne sat up in bed.

"It's okay, baby," She heard a familiar voice coo. "I'm sure big ole' Bobby didn't mean to screw up yer' life," She shook her head to make sure she was hearing things correctly.

"I didn't do it, I swear!!" Came a squeak. "How could I have??" The crying sound came again.

"That's not the point," Okay, I have got tae see what the heck is goin' on, Rahne thought to herself with a small smile as she swung her legs over the side of her bed.

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Lance slowly turned the knob to the earlier dubbed Off Limits Room.

"'Anyone who goes in, doesn't come out'," Todd whispered the words that had been pounded into their heads. Lance elbowed him hard in the ribs.

"Aw shadup," He muttered as the door swung open with a creak. Both boys cringed and braced themselves to get pelted with something. Todd peaked through his fingers.

"Huh?" He didn't see anyone. He punched Lance's arm. "She's not here, yo," He began to laugh. "Sh' left yo' sorry butt!"

"Shush!!" Lance silenced him with a glare. "An' she's not my girl, freak," He eyed the small lump on the messy bed suspiciously. "What's that?"

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Rahne was, for the first time in as many times as she's stood in the boy's doorway, speechless. There, sitting on the lap of her blonde roommate, was a little boy. His hair was ridiculously long, but that didn't sting too long in her brain after her eyes traveled around the room. Three other boys of varying ages were sitting on beds, or standing in the case of one. Bobby, her usually quick mind was still half asleep so it took twice as long to identify the people. Jaime...

"Sam?!" She yelped. A small boy sitting on a bed in a large green t-shirt hid under blankets. "W-wha...I don'...." There was a whimper from beneath the cloth.

"Ah dun'know!! Can ah have some tahme ta figya it out befo' ya start freaking' out, please?" The pile was actually shaking, to the amusement of the girl rocking slowly back and forth with the dark-skinned boy in her lap.

Rahne stared with wide eyes. "Whose that, Tabby?" She asked. Tabitha smiled.

"Berto," The little boy buried his face in her chest and began to whine like a hurt dog. She hugged him and sent a look that came across as 'don't ask me, I don't know'. "And it's all Bobby's fault, isn't it?" She said in the voice Rahne had woken to.

From where he stood across the room Bobby rolled his eyes and uttered something only recognizable as a frustrated "gurr", pulling at his short brown hair. "Once again I tell you, I did not do it! There is no possible way I could have done it! None I tell you, none!!"

Rahne shook her head in disbelief. As Jubilee would say, there is sum'tin very screwed here, She thought. An' I'd have tae agree.

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"You touch it," Todd whispered.

"No, you touch it," Lance narrowed his eyes.

"Nu-uh, you wanted to come 'check on yer' girlfriend', man," Todd crossed his arms.

Lance glared daggers at him. "All right," He muttered and peered at the disheveled pile of different colored sheets. He poked it. Nothing happened. He did it again. A small hand flung and slapped his wrist and he had to bite his tongue so he wouldn't scream. He looked to Todd with a pained face. "It's...alive," He whispered.

Todd smirked. "Come on," He prompted. Lance took a deep breath and slowly pealed a top fold of a blanket back. There was something black, almost like hair... He took a handful of soft material and ripped it back again. Todd gasped. A tiny hand reached up and rubbed a closed eye. The boys took a step back. It pushed the blankets to the end of the bed and sat up. Long black hair curled messily around a small chubby face and around a small body, reaching the mattress itself. "It's so...little," Todd said, taking a step forward, hand outstretched as if to touch it.

Lance grabbed his arm. "No! It can sense fear, man..." He whispered. Todd smirked.

"No it can't, come on, yo," He poked a finger into the side of a small shoulder. The eyes shot open and it drew in a trembling breath and threw back it's head, letting out an ear-shocking screech.

Lance smacked him upside the head. "You broke it, ya idiot!!"

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RM: Well, if you've read please review! More then three words would be appreciated; I want your opinions and any suggestions!