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Brenny had dashed though the woods carrying a black bundle. That bundle was actually a Pokemon. A sleeping mew, at that. While normally active, Tania had been through a lot the past few days. She had suddenly found herself homeless, in the chill of Autumn. She had made her way as far as Brenny's apartment, one place she remembered spending time with her Daddy, and had collasped.

Luckily for her, the celebi boy had come outside just at the right moment. He had been planning to take cookies to Uncle Grayson. This--this was more important. And as Dea lived closer, Brenny had rushed to her home. "Dea!" He called, pounding on her door. "I found a kitty! I think she's sick!"

Brenny allowed Fluff to see the mew in his arms by shifting slightly. "She's blck. I've seen her before, she was with Urban. But I can't remember her name. She was like this right in front of our apartment," the celebi boy fretted as he followed the sentret. "Is she dead? I thought maybe Dea could help. I was going to take cookies to Uncle Grayson, but a hurt Pokemon is more important. He can wait. Karma told me he's well fed anyway." He grinned at the memory. He and Karma had pretended to catch Grayson, and Karma had said he was a well fed Pokemon.

"Can you help?" He asked hopefully. "I hate to wake Dea up, but..." What if the small black pokemon's life depended on it?

Brenny wasn't altogether sure Dea would understand being woken up. He had met a few people who tended to act like angry ursarings until they fully awoke. But when Fluff returned with the woman, the celebi was relieved. He flashed her a smile.

"Dea, look! I found this kitty in front of my apartment. Someone told me she just collapsed. Do you think she's sick?" He fretted. "I've seen her before, at my lemonade stand. She was with my other friends. I can't remember her name and she won't wake up..." Brenny looked up at Dea hopefully. Surely this mother, this relation of Grayson, had encountered something like this before?

"She only reacts if I move too fast. Then she grumbles."

As the blanket was wrapped around her, Tania's body began to tremble. She opened her eyes and gazed about the room. She flew out of Brenny's arms and darted left, then right. "Momma, daddy?" She called, frantically. For a moment, the mew had called to remember that she had been abandoned. Upon remembering, the shadow mew stopped and hung, briefly, in midair. "Gone. They're all gone." Momma, daddy and Tris. Gone. They had left her. And she had gone to Brenny's--a place she remembered having fun with her father and her uncle.

She fell then, but Brenny was quick to catch her. He frowned in concern. "What's wrong with her?" He demanded, as the mew's eyes closed. "What does she mean, Urban's gone? Did he do this?"

"They left her," came a cold voice from behind Dea. Timmy, it seemed, had emerged from his burrow of blankets to join the conversation. His expression was hard. How could Urban have done this? How could Sol allow it? They were children, not things to be tossed away at the slightest whim. The skitty boy had always been fond of Urban, but now--now he couldn't see the arrgon as anything short of despicable.

He studied the mew silently, and sighed. "Her name's Tania. She and Tristanm a minun, were being raised by Urban and Sol. I guess they got to be too much. Left them like someone leaving a sack of garbage." His eyes flashed angrily. Timmy knew what it was like to be on his own. He had been, for over a tear before Dea had found him. But these innocents had no idea. They didn't know how to stuff newspaper in their clothing to keep from freezing. They didn't know what was safe to eat or not.

Brenny was silent for a long while, before looking to Dea, and then Fluff, then Timmy. "I'll take her back home to my house when she feels better," he said. "My daddy won't mind. Mei left and we've got room on the bed. I'll take care of her, just like Daddy does me."

Timmy sighed. He looked to Fluff, and shrugged. "I don't know," he said. "My trainer was old. She died after keeping me as her pet for a long while. I was wild after that, till Momma found me. Not everyone is as nice as your trainer or momma." Tania was a prankster, but the skitty had always been fond of his niece. And his nephew, for that matter. He glanced at Dea, and pulled on a jacket. "I'm going to look for Tristan," he explained. "He may have had the same idea Tania did. I'll be in contact." He went out the door.

Brenny nodded. "She'll be fine," he assured her. "But if we need help, I'll tell you."

Tania began to stir. She stretched. "Brenny," she grumped, "Why..?"

"I brought you to Dea. You collasped in front of my place so I brought you to her to help."

"I'm okay," Tania muttered, climbing up onto Brenny's head. Shari buried her paws in his thick curls. "They left me," she said. Her expression trembled, and her eyes shone dangerously. "Tristan too." She made a face at the suggestion of food and drink, shaking her head. "No thank you. I'm not really hungry." How could she eat, with all that had happened?

She yawned. "I am awfully tired," she said. "Maybe a place to sleep for a few hours?"

"Me and Daddy will adopt her," Brenny said firmly. "We will. We don't have as much room as you guys do, and we share a bed, me and Eliot, but we can take care of her. Daddy will like her. He'll make her happy like he makes me happy." Everyone deserved a daddy like his Daddy: the celebi boy was beginning to realize not every daddy was as nice as his. He knew, without a doubt that his would never leave him. They were happiest together.

"Sleeping would be nice," Tania said, with a yawn. She looked down at Brenny. "You'll wait for me?" She asked.

"Sure! Fluff and I can watch Monsters Inc. I got the dvd!" He pulled it out of his bag. "Do you think there really are monsters in closets?" He asked in a whisper.