OMG! --waves madly-- I got my internet back! Nowww...for the next chapter thats' been gathering dust on my CD...

Astera Snape: I have a husky/German Shepard mix! Her names Shadow; she's 8 going on 9. Anyways, I think him being a husky-puppy suits him, no? And you GOTTA have the jacket or else it'd look weird!

Rhapsody, aka my muse: Weirder than a purple dog?

Me: …Good point… Anyways, yes, I decided to give Hiro a break………….okay, actually I plum forgot about the two…and I wanted to update badly. XD;

BeyMistress05: Glad you did. XD; And yes, I did have to take your vote into account because I wanted to. —Whapped—

CoCoPicchu: Bryan-pocket-less-abyss-goodness? ...I won't ask, Flash, I won't ask...

no name: They are very cute indeed. Especially when they're partners in crime. 3

Ray: Don't we make a great duo, though?

Kai: Totally!

Tala: …Can I be in the duo?

Kai-Ray: But then it'd be a TRIO! ……………—look at each other for awhile before nodding— ...Fine.

Tala: YES! —jumps up onto Ray's head— Spare a cat a ride? —Ray nods— YAY!

Me: ……Damn, I can't yell at them either because they aren't IN this chapter! At all! Not once! Nadda! Zip! Zero!

Tala: FINALLY! We can sit back and watch HIRO AND TYSON do all the work!

Hiro-Tyson: HEY!

Tala: Sucks to be you! —laughing with Ray and Kai—

Me: TALA! Disclaimer! NOW!

Tala: Right, right! Sorry! AHEM. —clears throat— If you recognize it, T-LW-T don't own it...I'm pretty sure she don't want to get sued! In short: She doesn't own a lot of things…so no sue.

Me: Thankies, kitty!

Bryan: …—eyes T-LW-T— You're going to hand me over to Astera, aren't you…

me: Me? NAWWW……………………………THINK FAST!

Bryan: What are you—!

Me: —grabs Bryan and gift-wraps him in a box— HAHA! —Starts dragging box by ribbon to insert location— Whew, this'll take me awhile…

Kai-Tala: BYYEE BRYAN!

Bryan: Mfam mfou mfall! (Damn you all!)

Me: Yes, I know…Oh, and this chapter I think Tyson really reverts to a chibi of age 5, okay? There's a lot of brotherly love scenes too! X3 NYAAWWW. OH! AND—————

Hiro: —sighs and hits the 'cue chapter' button before t-lw-t starts ranting again—\


Chapter 9: Idon'thaveanameforthisoneeithersorry

(Hiro: GIVE IT A NAME! Me: Oh, fine!)

Chapter 9: Meeting More Chaos

(Me: BETTER! Hiro: Much.)

"Never again shall I mock grandpa about not being able to move…" Hiro muttered with his eyes closed as he limped along the sidewalk, Tyson riding on his head. Tyson laughed as the body-switched teen tripped and fell face first, sending the chibi somersaulting a foot or two forward. "Don't make me smack you!" Hiro warned with a glare as he was looking up at the chibi.

"Sorry, Hiro!" Tyson managed to get out before laughing again. Hiro glared spitefully but managed to slowly pulled himself off the cold sidewalk, by-passers completely ignoring the fallen older teen. Once he managed to stand up and get his makeshift crutch back under his arm, he let the chibi climb back up onto his head, seeing as he rolled off when the injured teen had tripped.

"Now, where is a payphone…" Hiro mumbled, scanning the crowd and sidelines of the street…or any place with a phone; that would work too.

"Maybe in the park!" Tyson pointed out, pointing at the park across the street.

"…Usually they have one," Hiro stated as he crossed the street, via the crosswalk….or should I say cross-LIMP?

"HEY! Watch it with the puns!" Tyson and Hiro glared upwards once they crossed the street; if I knew any better, I'd say they were talking to me But I know they aren't! …—Laughs— "YES WE ARE!" —coughs— Wait, they are, never mind.

"…Ignoring her," Hiro started, looking around. "So, see anything?" Hiro asked, looking up at the chibi. Tyson shook his head.

"No, not yet," Tyson said, sighing. "Man, why are we always getting separated?" Tyson pouted and buried his face in the body-switched teen's hair.

"...I…don't know, but…" Hiro glared at the sky quickly, "but I do know we need to find a payphone or at least a place with a phone!"

"…Or we can get candy!" Tyson pulled his head up and licked his lips at the sight of a pink store with candy in the window.

"I'm not stupid; that stuff will get you way too hyper!" Hiro said with a heavy sigh. Tyson, using his arms as pillows, set his head down with a sad sigh.

"Hirooo!" Tyson whined. Hiro growled, and Tyson took that as a cue to shut up. A few moments of silence followed before Tyson spoke up. "…Big bro, what are we gonna do?"

"What?" Hiro blinked in confusion. Hiro limped over to a park bench and brushed the lingering snow off with his good hand before sitting down. He grabbed the chibi off his head with his good arm and brought him down on his lap. "What do you mean?"

"I mean what are we gonna do? We're probably far away from the others…and…and………I wanna go home!" Tyson bawled. "I just want to be a teen again and…and…I want to be able to yell at Grandpa to act his age and I want to yell at Kai to stop being such a sourpuss all the time! I want to be able to go sugar high with Max and scare Ray with Max's dog, Chuppy!"

Hiro frowned and hugged him chibified brother, letting the chibi cry into his shirt.

"Aww, don't worry Tyson; it's not like we'll never see them again!" Hiro soothed, smiling once the chibi looked up at him. "So why panic?" Tyson smiled.

"You're right…Sorry…" Tyson apologized. Hiro smirked,

"Hey, how about a couple candy canes for an early Christmas present?" Hiro asked. Tyson's smile, if possible, got even bigger.

"YAY!"

———XX Later.

"Thanks, Hiro," Tyson yawned and closed his eyes. Hiro smiled and ruffled his little, little...little brother's hair.

"No worries," Hiro said, leaning back on the bench and sighing. After he was sure his chibi-fied brother had fallen asleep, the older teen looked up at the stars and muttered, "I wish I could say the same for myself…How are we gonna get out of this mess? Man, we'll never find a phone and get back to the others…"

"Hiro?"

Hiro snapped his head away from looking up at the night sky and looked at his little brother; the chibi was fast asleep still.

"Coach!"

Hiro glanced forwards and a smile spread across his face.

"Moses?" A growl. "Crusher, I mean?" Hiro looked at the teen. "What are you doing here? And how'd you know that it was me?" Hiro asked, looking……down. "And why are you…small?"

"Jubilee and Gemini," Moses responded, then added: "The people who got you in Brookie's body. Mystel called me on Bryan's cell phone and got me aware…a minute too late." Hiro nodded, his confused face falling. "Oh, and my sister lives around here, so that's why I'm here."

"…And the…'why are you small' part?" Hiro asked with a small smile at the half-mooned eye teen. Moses raised an annoyed eyebrow.

"I'm 12 and…skinny," Moses responded, nodding his head while he crossed his arms. (A/N: That gives me a cute image…XD nyaaww…A 12-year old Crusher? Kawaii, dude! Kawaii!)

"Wow, you look exactly like Monica…except you have white markings on your face and you're male…"

"…I'll take that as a compliment…" Moses said and smiled. "So, you said you needed a phone?"

Hiro nodded, "Yes."

"Well, follow me!" Moses waited with a smile across his face; Hiro coughed. "What's the problem?" Moses asked, frowning and furrowing his brows.

"…Think…I could get some actual crutches first?" Hiro asked, as he gestured to the makeshift crutch.

"Not a problem!" Moses put his hands on his hips. "Make do with it for now, though, until we get to the hospital!" Hiro huffed. "…What, do you have something against the place?"

"Doesn't everybody?" Hiro asked, crossing his arms. "Just so I make a point…

Won't they be…oh, I don't know…SUSPICIOUS!" Hiro threw his arms up. "We have a 5 year old that looks like Tyson and I'm in Brooklyn's body! NOT to mention that's you're 12!"

Moses: —sweatdrop— And what a point you made…

"EXACTLY!" Hiro crossed his arms again and huffed. Moses couldn't help but laugh,

"You sound like Brooklyn!" Moses laughed, holding his stomach.

Hiro: —anime vein— Hey! HEY!

"…Oh just shut up and let's go…" Tyson grumbled and stood up on his older brother's lap.

Hiro/Moses: —sweatdrop—

———XX Later:O (As in, I'm lazy)

"…Want me to carry Tyson?" Moses asked, looking up at the older Kinomiya.

"No, no, it's all right…" Hiro stopped and caught his breath. "But this makeshift crutch hurts…"

"Well, we're almost there!" Moses said as they neared the white building.

Hiro scoffed as Moses opened the door for him, "I could've got it…"

"Oh yeah, sure," Moses rolled his 12-year old eyes. "With a chibi on your head, a bad arm, bleeding head, and a makeshift crutch? I don't think so!" Moses crossed his arms as the older teen shuffled through the door.

"Whatever," Hiro sighed. The receptionist looked at the prodigy, pre-teen, and chibi.

"Can I…help you?" She asked, looking at the three carefully.

"Yes!" Moses spoke up. The lady blinked. "Down here!" The lady looked down over her desk.

"Oh, sorry," She apologized. "Hey, aren't you Brooklyn?" Hiro sweatdropped,

"…Yes…" He said after a moment.

"What in the world happened!" The lady asked, noting the teen was battered up from head to toe.

"…A cliff…" Hiro and Tyson muttered angrily. "And a slate haired chibi who turns sharp corners…"


Hiro: Cool! It centered around Tyson and I!

Crusher: And I got into the story! —smile—

Tyson: I got like…5 lines! That's cheap!

Hiro/Crusher: YOU WERE ASLEEP!

Kai: Sweet, I was mentioned!

Hiro: …mehh…Anyways…

Me: Whee, I had fun with this chapter! XD

Hiro: R&R, please!

Me: And in the next chapter, hopefully Mariah, Mystel, and Garland will return to normal…

Mystel: YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA————wait, HOPEFULLY?

Me: eh…hehehehe…—nervous laugh—

Mystel: —glares and cracks knuckles—

Me: RUNNING NOW! —runs off—

Hiro: …ehh…

Tala: Yet again, R&R! It builds strong bones!

Garland: That's milk, Red…—sweatdrop—