AN: Because of the amount of support I'm continuing to another chapter! I'm just going to thank those of you who took time out of your busy schedule to read this little fic. Arigato! (Thank you!)

PS: Don't ask why I typed Thank You in Japanese because I have no reason to why I did that.

PPS: I'm typing this extra bit because a creepy spider just crawled into my paper bin and it's not the friendly five-legged one that leaves me alone 0_0

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"It's not exactly fitting, Truce" a voice comments.

"It'll do for now" said another perky voice.

(H-Huh...?) I groggily wake up from my aching sleep and instinctively turn my vision to the two humans towering over me.

I shake my head to get rid of any eye crust and tiredly stumble towards my new owner, Trucy.

BANG
"OW! What the fu-" I begin to yell when I notice the silver wires blocking my path.

"Magic doesn't realise he's in a cage yet" giggles Trucy, bending down to my level.

(Trucy doesn't realise I'm human and I can understand her...) Though, who would even start to imagine a human within a rat? I couldn't blame her, I look identical to a rat on the outside and probably the inside too.

"I don't think he even realises where he is right now" Phoenix added, lazily scratching his hooded belly.

"Oh! Right!" Trucy exclaims "Magic, welcome to the Wright Talent Agency!".

I scan the office. It is crammed full of stage props and other junk. The things that caught my rat eyes the most would have to be the plastic plate of spaghetti supporting a 'levitating' fork sitting atop a pile of unlabelled books, the lonely potted plant that is crammed against the door and the mini guillotine resting on the mildly dusty piano which looks like it was made just for my neck.

Phoenix slides his hoodie sleeve up to reveal a cheap watch strapped to his wrist. He studies the face quickly before tugging the sleeve back down.

"Well, I'll have to be off. Take care of yourself Truce" he announces before heading for the door.

"You know I will!" calls Trucy as he opens the door, causing the plant to skid across the flooring and into the wall behind.

Just as Phoenix shuts the door, Trucy turns to me with an evil glint in her eyes.

"Magic" she purred dangerously "I have a little something for you".

Trucy generates a bright pair of womens' underpants from seemingly nowhere and pulls a small gift box from the private depths. She allows me to examine the box before showing me the contents.

A tiny magicians outfit.

Actually, let me correct that.

A RAT-SIZED magicians outfit.
Dangit... if only she made me a rat-sized holster so I can show everyone my rat-sized badge and yell to them my rat-loud monologue. *sigh*.

"I'm having my first act tomorrow which includes an animal assistant" explains Trucy. Just great.

(I hope I can do this magicians outfit justice...)

"Let's get you fitted in! You'll look so adorable!" she chirps.

An hour of brushing and adjusting, I'm finally ready for the mirror's attention.

"Awwww! Magic you're so cute!" gushes Trucy.

I check myself out in her closet mirror. I have to admit, I'm rocking this outfit. In fashion sense, the red was blending perfectly in with my honey fur. I can't help noticing the small differences between Trucy's costume and my own. For one, I have a heart pattern on the edge on my cape, while Trucy has diamonds. I also didn't have that silver and green jewel on my costume. It's almost like that jewel had been handed down from a loving mother, but Phoenix had no wife or girlfriend... Hmm...

"So Magic, let's go over some things for you to perform" Trucy snaps me out of deep thought and back to a sad, rat reality.

She takes a piece of scrunched up paper from her giant bloomers and flattens it against the coffee tables before pointing at a scrawled word written on it.

"See this? I want you to tightrope upside down and later...".

- A FEW HOURS LATER -

I flop down on the couch in exhaustion. I felt a mixture of fear and adrenaline, adrenaline from backflipping off a massive (massive for a rat) tower and landing perfectly atop the eye of a needle, and fear from sewing a straw basket... blindfolded... underwater. I nearly drowned twice in one day while Trucy giggled at me like a psychopathic maniac. I think I deserve a break.

SLAM

I jump as the door is slammed upon and Phoenix strolls in, having returned home.

"Hey there" he calls.
He plops down on the couch, causing me to be briefly shot into the air.

"Hiya Daddy!" greets Trucy from the kitchen (just a microwave, two bottles of room-temperature water and a box of ingredients, all stuffed into the back room) "Any challengers tonight?".

"Heh heh, not tonight, but tomorrow I've got an... important match" Phoenix replies mysteriously.

"Oh, need me to come?" asks Trucy while two loud splashes are heard.

"That won't be necessary. Say, what's for dinner?".

(He changed the subject... something he doesn't want to talk about maybe?)

"You'll love it! It's just an ordinary bowl of Eldoon's, but I added chicken salt!" Trucy skips over with two steaming broths in each hand, she hands one to her father before placing the other one on the coffee table.

"No noodles for Magic?" Phoenix chuckles.

"Of course Magic gets some! Here you go!" Trucy takes off her top hat to reveal a tiny cup on her head. She carefully removes it and places it next to her own bowl.

(Oh my justice, this smells absolutely amazing) I push my furry face into the cup to slurp up this delicious concoction, after a few deep gulps, I feel a scratching feeling in my throat.

"T-Too saaaaalllttttyyyy!" I shriek and wiggle around helplessly.

"Magic isn't used to Eldoon's yet" laughs Phoenix.

(You think this is funny?!) I swear at him in my mind as I fight the tormenting salt.

"I'll get him water to wash down the spice" Trucy offers before disappearing in the other room.

(Spice? What spice?) I haven't tasted the faintest detection of spice in the liquid. I stare into the bowl, I can clearly see spice particles, like the evil red and black looking things, but I can't taste it whatsoever.

I guess that's one thing that I'm happy about being a rat, besides being alive of course.

Trucy places a tiny thimble of water in front of me, I run over and lap up the whole thing before gasping.

(I'm never eating this again) I've lost my appetite after that fiasco, so I spent the rest of dinner pushing the bowl of salt noodles further and further away from me.

"Time for bed, Magic! The early rat gets the cheese!" Trucy cheerfully scoops me up and throws me back into my cage (which ended up being a birdcage) and tossed a blanket over it so I couldn't detect the light.

I feel about in the darkness for nesting area and found that Trucy set me up a tiny bed with a pillow and sheets.

(At least I'll be able to sleep human...) I squirm under the sheets and close my eyes to accept the dreaming darkness.

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AN: Thanks for reading! As usual, leave a review if you would like me to continue, if not then... um, smell... someone's... tomato garden...? Thanks again!

EXTRA AN: Also if you see 'Sent from my IPhone' in any of my fics, it's because I actually type my fan fictions on the Note App of my IPhone so I can type wherever I am! Just in advance, sorry! Please forgive me!