"…. Rocket everything alright, you've been quiet since you got back, did something happen to you, was somebody mean to you and yohr friends at school or at recess." the male-kit heard Zeke saying to him after he'd gotten home from school, deciding to wait uhtik Herbert was home to tell him, what was bothering him.

"… It's nothing papa but thanks for the snack, I'm just gonna go to my room until daddy comes home." he mumbled after eating cookies and drinking milk making Zeke concerned guessing Herbert might help sighing cleaning up but before dinner, Herbert was home listening to Zeke tell him something was bothering Rocket but he wouldn't tell him.

"I'll handle this, as something happened, his teacher sent me a message and other kids were bothering him as he is the crown-prince." Herbert replied heading to Rocket's bedroom door knocking gently entering noticing a fort.

"Ohhhh buddy today didn't go like we hoped, eh." he said.

"Nope the other kids were bugging me, asking what it's like to be prince, when I wanted to be with Lylla, Teefs and Floor and dedided not to go to school tomorrow." he heard Rocket saying from the fort.

"Let's not do sonething we'll regret but sleep on it." he said.

"Okay." Rocket replied scampering out but hugged his dad.

Lylla's mom noticed her daughter picking at her food which wasn't like her sensing something had happened at school making her nod, explaining what had happened, how the other kids had been bugging Rocket and them so they couldn't play or do anything together making her get it stroking behind her daughter's furryear.

"Maybe you gugs should tell them, you just want to have fun, or Rocket should tell them he wants to be treated equally and not different even if the King of Wondergore is his dad." she said making Lylla quiet, thinking those were good ideas and could tell Rocket later or in the morning on the way to school

"That's a great idea, he'll love that as it's almost time for school." Teefs told Lylla seeing Floor agreeing as it was the next morning and they were on their way to the Wyndham family apartment to pick Rocket up so they could walk to school together knowing he might not be in such a great mood after yesterday however, Lylla knew her mom's advice might help seeing a quiet Rocket waitig for them, gripping the straps of his backpack tight.

"I know yesterday stressed you out but I have some ideas that might help." Lylla said.

"R-Really like magic." he asked curiously making his friends smile hearing him talk, they'd been worried about him after yesterday so were wanting to help him…