"Oh my gosh... It's so adorable!"
The sound of his sister rushing from the room was loud... so much that it almost sounded like a stampede of wildebeests were running through the house. She wasn't slow in calling, looking, or finding and then showing their parents the thing that their youngest brother found for her.
The snub-nosed doll was the oddest looking thing that he had ever seen. While he knew of the 2009 James Cameron movie, he had never seen a silicone-made doll representation of its characters before. The doll sported a mohawk of black or dark brown hair on its head; its eyes were yellow and black; its lips, the underside of its nose, and the undersides of its hands and feet were a pinkish-purple color; and it had a too-long tail on it that matched the colors of its body... and that had a black or dark brown tuft of hair on its end. While its base-color was blue, its stripes were either a medium or dark blue color.
"Isn't this the cutest thing you've ever seen?"
"Sure i..."
"It's like a real baby!"
"Eshal."
"Feels like one too."
"Eshal."
"And it's heavy, like one too!"
"Eshal!"
The old man, though looking the doll over, was fast in seeing that something was "off" on it. His mother, and he, noticed this weird appendage next, while Eshal took a while to see it. The doll, while being all of what Eshal had said, was anatomically correct—why the hell did one want to make or have a doll that had the actual parts that were known to exist on all forms of life? After seeing the part that designated the doll as being a male, he wondered if Lazeer knew or if the appendage just slipped him by—he saw meaning behind the doll being given to their sister but he saw big cause in the appendage either needing to be covered or evicted. If Eshal didn't know what was between a male being's legs before getting the doll, he was sure that she did now.
The fact of the doll being lifelike, and being anatomically correct, didn't slip by the old man. The man was fast in trying to take the doll from Eshal then, when she "forbade" him from doing so, he requested that she put a diaper or something on it and fast. Eshal, after being shown the doll's odd appendage, gasped, then giggled, then grew a little dark in the cheek areas, before going towards the downstairs closet. A makeshift diaper, made from a simple wash rag, was put on the doll then Eshal said something about going into town tomorrow for a thing of newborn diapers—something that the old man approved of her doing.
"I need a basket too. Or something to act as a sort of crib or baby bed for him." Eshal said after the "diaper" was on the doll.
And she sure as hell got it a basket. The day following the doll's discovery, then gifting, his sister went to U-Krop-It for a thing of newborn diapers. Before coming home, she went to one of them arts and crafts stores for a basket, and some fabric and other things. She worked all damn day on that basket before saying it was done then plopping the doll in it. The doll was currently resting on the trunk that sat before the foot of her bed; no one, not even their parents, were allowed to "disturb" it.
Eshal wasn't just ecstatic over the Avatar baby doll; after receiving the other dolls, then the other items that Lazeer found while being in Rheinstetten's dump, she went just as crazy over them. The Orangutan and Chimpanzee dolls were currently sitting on one of her pillows, and the doll that looked like a weird hybrid of a Cheetah, raccoon, and lion was right beside them. The other items were sent to the mansion; he presumed that they found themselves as being spell-sent to his sister's jewelry box, or whatever it was that contained her jewelry.
He and his brothers were given what was found for them first before Lazeer called Eshal down then gave her what he found for her. After getting the items that were found for her, Eshal used the house phone to call their grandmother. After hearing that their grandmother wasn't available to talk to, she asked for their aunt; once their aunt reached the phone, then said hello, she found herself as having her ear yacked off by Eshal, who told her all of what was found for her.
Their father, while appreciative towards the gesture given to their sister, told Lazeer to be more mindful of what he found at the dump. The idea of the man telling Lazeer to not go to the dump anymore was thought of after he paused after saying what he did but, rather surprisingly, he didn't do so. He just looked at Lazeer, nodded his head, then turned to go to some other part of the house. Over the next two hours, he was either seen as "prancing" around their mother or watching the family-made videos that he brought to the house some months ago.
Seeing as their hobby was still available to them, and that he wasn't imprisoned for life, or thrown in jail for a few months or years for his "assault" of the two humans who use to be Guyunis's adopted siblings, he decided to go to the same dump that Lazeer went to. Since his brother needed to get out of the house, and do something other than look at the ladies, or find one of them to have sex with, he took Lhaklar with him.
"This place is huge!" Lhaklar exclaimed after they finished teleporting to the first of Rheinstetten's three dumps. "This is where Lazeer found all of what he did on the twenty-secondth?"
"According to him, yep." Hazaar replied while going towards the entrance.
"Should get a cart or something—with it being as big as is it, we'll surely find a lot here." Lhaklar said while falling in step with him.
How Lazeer was able to come home with what he did was beyond him; after entering the dump, then going to where a tall, and junk-free hill was, he saw that the land spanned for more than two miles. In the center, there was a fire pit and crane with claw-like attachment; a building sat to the left of the pit from where a conveyor belt ran from. Two guesses told him that it was where the dump's many piles of stuff were loaded and then either crushed or chopped into pieces that could be burned. He saw cars, piles upon piles of only the Gods knew, and more than a dozen humans. On a guess, he thought that they were either the area's caretakers or people who were looking for things to take home, clean up, and then sell. After seeing what they got themselves into, he and his brother exited the hill then got busy.
"By the evidence shown to me, and from the witness testimony of the defendant, I declare you four guilty!"
The judge, who presided over the courtroom that he, Bile and Guyunis, and Giovanni were in, had looked plenty upset over saying that. The man, who claimed to be a big fan of their mother's, and saw reason in what happened between them and the Meyer brats, was bound by both law and what was shown to him... which was a pack of lies! Justin and Beatrix Meyer claimed that Bile and he tried to gang up on them, and that Guyunis took the knife that was found at the scene to Justin's throat, and that Giovanni tried to rape Beatrix. The witness in question who came to defend the Meyer's was one of their own; Theobald Vogt, who was one of their cousins, but looked a little better than they, but still had a bad disposition to himself, claimed to of been at the concert, and seen what happened, and tried to get them to stop doing what they were. While he and his brothers, and Giovanni, spoke in their own defense, and while his father showed the memory that he took from Bile's memory, then a document on what Telepathy was, then a hand-written note on his not forging it, the Meyer's had insisted that their story was true and that nothing of what they said or showed could be believed or trusted. Theobald Vogt, who wasn't at the venue, but was very willing to help his family out, was brought in after the memory of what happened was shown. His father, after the verdict was given, had smiled real big before whipping a wand out then saying a spell that made everyone, except for him and his brothers, and Giovanni, blink their eyes then look around in a stupid state.
"Uh, are we doing a case or something? Why are you people here?" the judge asked after the spell was done.
"I'd like to know the latter question myself." Theobald said.
"Think me and my sons, and Mr. Sordi, got ourselves lost. We're looking for a friend who's in the building, and were told to come here. Sorry."
The old man grabbed each of them by the shoulders then ripped them out of the room. Giovanni, after they were of the room, then on their way out of the building, asked what happened; he was given the answer of I helped you four before being told to not mention a word of what he saw to anyone. After leaving the building where their court case was held in, he and his brothers started laughing; they were having a hard time in not exploding after the drive, and then teleportation, home was done. Giovanni, though very confused over what was going on, had laughed with them... as had their father.
"Think of what happened between you and them kids as a bad dream," their father said on August 26, after they got home then situated. "There's no records available on what happened, and the memories of what happened were swiped clean from the fools who tried to make bad of you; just continue life as you always have."
Yessir and boy howdy had they! He and his brothers continued going out with friends, checking out the ladies, buying what they could afford, seeing the movies that they were interested in, and hanging around the areas where they liked to hang out at. On the morning of today, which was August 31, five days after the memories of everyone who was in the courtroom were swiped of what happened on August 19, he decided to ask Lhaklar what he had planned for the day; after hearing that his brother was to "take a stroll in the community center of Durmershiem"—aka, look for a lady to flirt and then have sex with—, he said that he was to drop that plan then follow him to the dump that their brother went to on August 22.
Lhaklar must of been in a good mood because he was very open to doing so. No fuss on his missing out on finding a woman to flirt with, then take somewhere for sex, was made; he just nodded his head then said okay.
"Hey, y'think Lazeer needs anymore dinosaur stuff in his room?" Lhaklar yelled after they were five minutes in on their activity in the dump.
"Knowing him, the answer is a no." Hazaar yelled back. "Same goes for boat and airplane stuff."
"I don't know what this thing is but it's half-skinned; the other half shows the bones and organs."
"He'll like it." Hazaar said after getting the general idea of what his brother found looked like.
While he didn't know the names of most of the dinosaurs that were discovered over the years, he knew the names of the big or more famous ones—like the Tyrannousaur, Triceratops, Velociraptor, Stegosaur, and Pterosaur. There was a box in the pile that he was searching through; when he opened it, he found a slew of dinosaur models in it that were unpainted. One was of a Triceratops-like animal—the horn on the nose was curved down, and it lacked the horns above its head, but it looked like one of them animals so he decided to call it that—while another was of two hatching Tyrannosaurs. The other models he wasn't able to put a name to; seeing as his brother was so into dinosaurs, he might know what they were. He might also enjoy painting and then putting them up in his room.
Lazeer got his interest in dinosaurs after seeing the old re-run of that old, 1999 classic show, Walking With Dinosaurs. He was real little when he saw it; after seeing it, he asked for a copy of it, which their mother got for him. After getting him the set of that show, their mother got him just about everything that was either based on, off, or was similar to it—like The Ballad of Big Al, Walking With Beasts, Chased By Dinosaurs, Walking With Cavemen, Sea Monsters, Walking With Monsters, Dinosaur Planet, Prehistoric Park, and When Dinosaurs Roamed America. Lazeer was just crazy back then for them shows, and about broke his neck to see them when they were put on tv; he also had to have anything that revolved around dinosaurs. While he was a lot more mature about this interest, he still had an interest in it and still built model representations of the animals that use to roam the planet.
In comparison, he wasn't as jumpy or anxious about the programs that he found and then watched as a kid. Instead of having an interest in dinosaurs, or planes or boats, he had an interest in trains and spaceships; whenever a program on one or the other was noticed on the guide of the tv that was in one of their old residences, he'd sit then watch it quietly. His mother did the same with him on the programs that he found and then watched on tv, so he had a good collection of train and spaceship shows in a box somewhere in their underground storage too.
Bile had an interest in bears back when he was a kid, so he was particularly keen on watching anything that revolved around bears. Their mother did the same with him in getting him the programs that he was interested in watching the re-runs of; like with what he watched as a kid, they were all in a box in storage. Lhaklar's box of old vintage car shows was also mom-bought and stored in their underground storage. Guyunis, as a child, had a peculiar interest in wanting to watch nothing but cartoons; their mother bought him a slew of DVD sets on the shows that he liked to watch. They were also in a box in their underground storage.
Their underground storage wasn't available to the humans, nor was it accessible to animals. Only they, with their Elemental powers, could access and then remove the items that were in it. Their father, and Eshal, didn't know about it and, as far as he knew, they'd never know about it. Thanks to their mother working a spell on it, all of the items that were in it wouldn't fall apart with age or grow moldy and, thanks to her habit of making sure that they stored whatever they needed to store in it in a neat and tidy way, everything was neatly arranged. So nothing would get creases, or break, or look like hell when it was decided to retrieve it.
"With Lazeer being the way he is, think this statue is his." Lhaklar, who sounded close-by, said.
"What is it?" he asked. If it was anything cool, or spaceship or train related, Lazeer wouldn't have a chance to receive it.
"It's made of resin, and has a deer on it that's holding a rifle; he nabbed himself a pajama-wearing hunter, who's hanging upside down." Lhaklar replied.
"Most definitely!"
Except for the Nightmare Before Christmas cuckoo clock, Guyunis had no clock in his room to wake him up each morning. The item that he found was right up his adopted brother's alley—it was a motorcycle themed, and had glow-in-the-dark clock hands. After finding it, he set that to the side then dove in deeper before deciding that the pile was empty of anything good. He moved on to the next, which proved to be a better than good idea because he found something right away right after doing so.
The box was made from wood that had a cherry finish to it, and had foam on the inside. The items, that were in it, might interest his father. While he wasn't sure if the man drank or not, he couldn't help but not think that it'd match him and his oftentimes over extravagent ways—the flask was silver-chrome, but had a snakeskin-like cover on it; the shot glass was small, but appropriate for the hidden drink of choice; the multi-tool, which had a corkscrew, bottle opener, and pocketknife in it, fit the piece well, and so did the funnel. After finding this, then setting it to the side, he found something that might suit his sister.
"Don't see why she wouldn't like these." Hazaar thought while putting the six compact mirrors to the side. Even though they were mirrors, and had faux gemstones on them, they didn't resemble one another—one had a fish on it, another had a Peacock on it, another had a chicken or rooster on it, while the other three had flowers, stars, or heart-like designs on them.
The pile was starting to make his nose want to curl up into his face when he found the pair of purple, fuzzy fleece footies. After finding these, he moved on to the next pile; this one had nothing in it worth taking home or selling so he moved on to the next. It took him two more piles before he found a few things for Guyunis's cat, and Bile.
The cat tree also acted as a lounger; along with having a climbing tower on it, it had these three, stick-like things sticking out from it that had dangling toys on them. The scratching post was made out of bamboo, while the two lounge-like platforms, and the tower, were covered in light brown, durable carpet. This thing was nearly three feet tall and two feet wide, so Sabine would more than fit on it. An arch-like thing, that had black bristles on it, and a dark brown carpeted base, was found next; the final thing that he found for the cat was a cat bed that was covered in a material that looked more fitting for a scratching post—it took him just two seconds to realize that it was both.
"She'll be happy with them things." he said to himself after spell-sending his discoveries to the room that came off the basement.
The stand for a knife was found first after he returned to the pile. When he came across its knife, he had to fight himself to not keep it for himself. The blade was red, and was held by a dragon-designed handle that was cooler than cool. While it was a struggle, he decided to give it to his knife-crazy older brother. The next knife that he found was of the throwing variety; it had red and black onyx designs on it and a hollow circle for a pommel. A silver, stainless steel knife was found next; while it was another of them knives that had a dragon-designed handle, it had red inlay in its sheath, which was also stainless steel. Before moving to the next pile, he found a similar knife to the one that he just found—the only difference? It had blue inlay in its sheath.
"Mine! Bile, you shall not claim this from me now or ever!" he said after coming across a set of blue and red, ballistic-style knives in the next pile that he started looking through. The knives were both spring assisted and tacticals; they also had dragon designs on them—but, this time, they were on the handle instead of on the sheath.
When he found the red, silver, and black knife, that had a motorcycle-like handle on it, he decided to give it to Guyunis, who he knew would appreciate it. He was about to move away from the pile that he just started looking through when his eye landed on a cardboard box. Try as he might, he wasn't able to move away from it. When he grabbed it up, then opened it, he smiled broadly—Bile would love the cobalt blue, opal, red onyx red, yellow, and green stone knives, that had stag handles on them, that were in it!
"What... did someone have a throwing out good time with the knives and other knife-like things?" he said after moving to the next pile, then finding a rather cool sword that he was sure a war would be sparked over.
While the handle was long, and normal in all aspects, including being wrapped in black cord, the blade was slightly curvy and a glowing blue color. His face went from being its normal, dark blue color to a lighter blue color after the sword was found, that was how much its blade glowed. Sadly, he found no sheath to go with it... but he did find another sword that he was sure his brother would love.
The blade was made out of a Sawfish bill, and was half-wrapped in light brown leather. The handle, while being wrapped in the same type of leather, had mariner rope on it. The sword was very light-weight, but sharp and interesting to the eye. He shook his head after finding it, then sent it, and the other sword, home.
"Hey! Lhaklar! Be on watch for World War Five—I just found two swords, man!" he yelled.
"Dibs on the front seats!" Lhaklar yelled back.
"Find anything where you're at?" Hazaar asked.
"Yeah. Some Ripley's Believe It Or Not Books, and unopened models."
"For Guyunis?"
"Who else?"
And, believe it or not, one of them unopened models was a bone motorcycle—or, as the box called it, a Bad To The Bone Motorcycle. While Guyunis had never disclosed an interest in the show, or in knowing that it, or anything that was associated with it, existed, he did think that he'd appreciate the things that he found for him. While he knew of the show, and of the many museums that were out there that were owned by Ripley's, he hadn't gotten all that interested in it; Bile had a small interest in the show, but he wasn't crazy about it. He honestly thought that some of the people that were depicted, or shown on the show, or in the museums, were weird—Catman was one of them, as was the man who put more than a thousand clothes pins on his face... the weirdest of them was the man who stuck hooks in his back then rode in a truck for more than a mile while hanging from them.
The polaroid of the Skylad witches, who were wading in water up to their waist, and looked to be completely naked—he could see breasts on two of them while the third's back was to the camera—, was also for Guyunis. His brother needed a few more things in his room that'd show off his sexuality; who better than to "help" him with that than he?
He was a little horny today; due to this, he was planning on keeping the book that was all about the Korea park and museum called Love Land. He was hoping to look at it after getting home from what he and Hazaar were doing. If he was still horny after looking at it, he'd go out to do as he had planned on doing that day, which was find someone to throw a few flirts on and then entertain. While his parents didn't know this, his brothers did—he wasn't a virgin; hadn't been for a while now. Bile and Guyunis were also not virgins and, like him, their parents didn't know this. Even though Hazaar and Lazeer were virgins, and sometimes picked on him and Bile for their antics with the ladies, and sometimes threatened to turn them in for their activities with them, they kept their mouths shut and didn't disclose what they did while out of the house. This was a huge load off his, Bile's, and Guyunis's shoulders—the last thing that they needed was to have their mother chasing after them with a dishcloth, or sending them to the hospital with welts on their backsides after hearing what they did while being away from her gaze and supervision. The same went with the old man.
"Same with Guyunis—even though he knows of what we do while being out of the house, he doesn't speak of it to no one. He can be trusted, like the rest of us." Lhaklar thought.
Last August, after he ran into his closed bedroom door after coming home from work, he decided to tell his brothers what he did for a living. He did the same on when his hours were, and what he did after getting home. So far, none of them had squealed on him for his work hours, or for what he made a living as doing; they were shocked over his getting a full-time job in a club, and with his playing the sneak routine in coming home after his time at the club was done, but they hadn't told a soul on what he did.
Even though he found a bunch of things for Guyunis, and Bile and Hazaar, he had yet to find anything for himself, Eshal, or Lazeer. With the place being as big as it was, and with it being early morning, he had plenty of time to find something for everyone.
"Better to be slow when you look through the heaps of junk that are in a place like this anyways. Don't want to get bit by something that you don't want to get bit by, or miss something that you can take home either." he thought.
He was on his fifteenth pile of junk; since the pile that he was searching was small, and nothing of good value was being found, he moved on to his sixteenth. He found that his luck changed for the better after he did so.
"Mom and Eshal will love these." he said while putting the collection of cookie cutters, the three oddly-shaped cooking sheets, and the two, star-shaped cake pans to the side.
Yes, and his mother would also enjoy the dresses, and the one skirt. One of the dresses, while black on the top, had a layered, red, pink, purple, and orangey-white bottom. Another was both ruched and a golden-yellow color, while the third was a purple tie-dye color. The skirt was a metallic blue color, and was pleated. After finding the dresses and skirt, he set them to the side then dug in deeper. With the pile not choking anything up five minutes later, he moved on; instead of finding another pile to pick, he removed his cigarette case from the inside pocket of his long sleeve, button down, green checkered shirt.
The box that he was taking from his inside shirt pocket was his original one. After having it returned to him, he started using it again; the copper-colored cigarette case, that had an Irish Setter engraved on its front, was no longer being used. While he was the one who bought the silver-aluminum case, Bile was responsible for him having the copper-colored one. After opening the case, he paused for a minute to marvel at its red velvet material, which he put in it himself. After doing this, he took one of the black cigarettes out then stuck it in his mouth. He lit it then walked on; after giving his brother the word on his going into the dump a little deeper, he started in that direction.
While going on his way, he thought about the situation that was going on overseas. While the original three families from the Mokis and Mazon Galaxies were still on the planet, the five families that moved in on the tenth weren't... but that didn't mean that they weren't replaced, though. Almost immediately after the five families, who came from an unspecified galaxy, left the planet, five more came in to take their place. Master Vile, his November attacker, who he'd never regard as a grandfather, was said to be "slighty" frustrated over the constant "door swinging" that was going on with people coming in, settling down, then up and leaving after finding themselves as not being able to cope with the constant discrimination that was being thrown at them. The man was also frustrated over them people not taking up residence in the homes that were specifically built for them—one of the new families settled in New York, yes, but not in the city; another settled in Ohio, while two more settled in California. The fifth was said to be living in or around Virginia. A news report last night said that the man who "ruled" North and South America had decided to open the settlements that were created for the colonists of other realms to the original people of the Americas; the people who use to live in them neighborhoods were overjoyed in hearing this, but were said to be horrified with what they found after moving back into them. The people in the neighborhoods that were bulldozed and then rebuilt from scratch were having a time in establishing themselves, and in figuring out how to live in their new, but strangely built, homes.
It was to be expected that the people of the Americas would still target the people from the realms that moved into the areas where they use to inhabit after they were reopened for their occupantion; things between the Americas and the "aliens" who moved in among them were said to not be good or pleasant.
"Where'd these new people come from?" he remembered Hazaar asking yesterday, after seeing the news report on what was going on with the five, newly arrived families that settled in North America.
"According to what I've seen, two are from the Baladeros Galaxy. The third is from the Vela Libre System; the fourth and fifth are said to come from the ID-464 Galaxy." their father replied.
"Aren't them galaxies under war or something-k?" Guyunis asked. "Abou-k-t three hundred and ninety years ago, think I heard something about how a war of some kind was takin-k-g place on Baladeros."
"And it's still going on. The Vela Libre System is experiencing a bit of a medical crisis, while most of the planets in the ID-464 Galaxy are falling apart." their father replied.
"Looks like Earth's to be made into a sort of come hither for your safety type of planet." he said.
"With what's going on overseas, I don't see that happening anytime soon." Hazaar said.
"People are coming here for that reason, Lhaklar; as Hazaar just said, they're leaving because they're not finding the refuge that they thought they would. My nephew's really let a lot of people down... Me and his parents included." their father replied.
While all of them had experienced their share of discrimination over their looks, Bile was really the one who received more than his fair share of prejudice and hate-throwing. Thanks to his being the son of Vile Vile, aka Master Vile, the humans saw him as someone who was automatically evil; they also saw him as being the follower of his father, which was very far from the truth. Bile loathed his father, and would never follow in his footsteps. Sure, he had a temper, and sometimes needed all of them to bring him down to knees whenever he went overboard in his work-out regiments, but he wasn't evil. This was clearly evidenced in his education—while doing the standard two hundred years at Pronghorn Academy of Sorcery and Magic, and taking the beginner classes for evil-doing in that school, he hadn't received any further education for being or acting evil and he had no intention of doing so. The same went with them—Pronghorn Academy of Sorcery and Magic, and the University of Telepathy, was what was on his, Hazaar's, and Lazeer's educational résumé and they had no intention of adding anymore educational facilities to that list; as far as he knew, Guyunis, who had Pronghorn and Goboshu's Academy of Meanness on his educational résumé, felt the same way.
A few years ago, when he and his brothers, sans Guyunis, who was sadly left behind on Earth, were on Moas, and living under their father's mansion's roof, they told him how they had no desire to be evil. If the subject of their resuming school, to be evil and then creeping into other worlds and destroying them just to add "territory" to their name and make a name for themselves, they'd be fast on reminding the man of what they said and on their intentions to remain as they were. The end of the Universe wouldn't happen if they, the sons of a member of a prominent family, didn't become evil then follow in their famous old man's footsteps by turning other people's lives upside down.
"While I doubt if she'd be able to produce one who wants to be evil, or do as dad does, mom and dad can have other kids and then teach them how to be evil and conquer worlds that aren't theirs." he thought before rounding a corner then having a mini-heart attack.
After rounding the corner, he found himself as being in a small clearing that a bulldozer was in. The clearing had a human in it—it was of the male gender, and had red-orange hair and very blue eyes. This man was manning the bulldozer; he stopped what he was doing then quickly climbed down from his machine after seeing him. While he had a limp to him, he was fast in approaching him.
"Mint green skin, pistachio-colored eyes, looks like one of them Gray aliens... taking a gamble at this, but I'm willing to bet that you're one of the sons of my planet's protector." the man said.
"Yes," he returned.
"Which one?"
"Lhaklar—the secondborn."
"Pleased to meet you now what're you doing in a place like this?" the man asked.
"Checking out the piles for stuff that may be useful at home." Lhaklar answered.
"Good thing to do on days like today." the human said before turning to go back to his bulldozer. "Stick near the front and sides. The stuff that you're looking for is more in them piles than in the ones that're past me and my 'dozer."
"Thank you."
"Have a good day."
"You too."
Now that was a pleasant encounter; there were no pick-ons, or his being told to scram, or physical brawls where blood was spilled or bruises were a sure thing to happen in the imminent future. The human just walked up, acknowledged him, asked him a few questions, then told him where the best things were and then to have a good day. He bet the "alien" families in the Americas wished they were here instead of where they were—the humans on this side of the planet, while quicker to publish things in the papers, or put things on the news, seemed to be a better crowd. Since moving here, he had only experienced two to three negative encounters; the same with Hazaar and Lazeer. Bile had experienced a few more negative encounters than he and his full-brothers while Guyunis had just experienced two. If they were in the Americas right now, they'd probably experience or have experienced double to nearly triple that.
After speaking with the human, he finished his cigarette then went to where two, rather tall piles of junk were. While it took him a while to find something, it didn't take him long to find something for some of the people in his family.
"Eshal has an interest in them small, jewelry boxes? Well, I just found her enough to gloat over."
One looked like an ice cream sundae. Corny, but pretty; he was sure that his sister would like it. Another looked like one of them Fabergé eggs, while another was of a beaver. Here were a few sea shell-designed boxes, and here were three other boxes. One was of a lion, while the second was a turtle and the third a pig. The rest of the boxes looked of the Geode type, which were suppose to look like just dug-up crystals, or crystals that were hidden in specific rocks that were found deep underground.
Even though he didn't need to find anything else for Guyunis or Lazeer, he still found a few things in the pile that he thought they'd like. The first few items that he found after coming across the jewelry boxes he decided were for Guyunis. One was of the animal that was frequently associated with the Egyptian diety, Set; it was a small, bronze or copper-made statue. The other he contemplated long and hard on before deciding to give it to his brother. While Guyunis didn't seem to have all that big an interest in dolls—he merely looked at the ones that Lazeer gave Eshal on the twenty-secondth; his interest in the teddy bear, that Bile had, was minimal, but present—, he thought that he might like the doll that he found in the pile that he was searching through. While the base-color was between baby blue and medium blue, it had all sorts of cuts and injuries to it... and it also looked like it was cut open from the chest on down to the stomach and then sewn back up. After finding this, he found two Hellboy models—one was of the Tooth Fairy while the other was of the Angel of Death.
While his parents let Lazeer keep his new pets, they told him to not bring anymore animals home. No one needed to ask them why they said this; they just accepted it then went on with their lives. Lazeer, while taking good care of his pets these last several days, had done more than enough "damage" to their mother and sister with his remote control tarantula and salamander. The creep didn't seem to know when to quit; he even sicked his tarantula on their father, who came very close to stepping on it after thinking that it was the real meccoy.
The statues, that he found, were small and right up his frog-loving baby brother's alley. One was of a frog that was doing a hand-stand, while another was of a fat bullfrog; the third was chinese-made. The fourth one, along with being brass carved, was of a toad that was sitting on a "cache" of coins.
After finding them items, he set his sights on looking for something for his father, and a few more things for Eshal.
"Well, before I and my brothers were removed from Moas and then relocated to Earth, she had a good interest in stuffed animal toys... If she's lost that interest, I can sell these to someone who has young children who might appreciate them." he said twenty minutes later, after finding a menagerie of stuff for his family in the ten piles of stuff that he just got through searching.
The stuffed toys—a skunk, fox, sad-ass cat, jumbo-sized tiger, a rather realistic wolf cub, and something that he wanted to call an Aye-Aye—were put to the side. After finding the final toy, he said the spell that'd make all of what he found become invisible and then follow him to wherever he went; this spell was dropped after he decided to call it a day.
It was only at the last possible second that he found something for his father. The man, who had a thing for bats and Platypuses, and owned them animals as pets, was probably going to be tickled pink after he saw what he found for him. The first four items that he came across were bat-related; they were also taxidermied and framed. The first was of an Orange Fire or Painted bat, while the second was of a super-dried Pipistrellus. The third was of a hairless bat, and the fourth was of a freeze-dried Brazilian free-tailed bat.
A sculpture of more than two Platypuses was found, as was this very realistic Platypus stuffed toy. A set of utenzils that had Platypuses on them were the final items that he found for his father... they were also the final things that he found before deciding to stop what he was doing.
"Hey! Hazaar! Head's up, I'm leaving and going home. Found more than enough to keep everyone happy." he said after taking his communicator from the pocket of his deep brown corduroy pants then bringing it to his lips.
"Good to hear. Heading home myself—dad called; he saw the swords and is about ready to burst at the seams about them." Hazaar's reply came nearly two minutes later.
"Good timing!" he thought before teleporting home.