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Vance had been out and about most of the day. He'd been adventuring through the brush, scouting by the beach, and window shopping downtown. It was a usual day for the boy with a strong wanderlust. His new brother Vahn was off elsewhere. He was assigned to keep an eye on the Vance, but Vahn had such a good sense of hearing and smell, that as long as he stayed in the general area, he could find him quickly.


Now the boy was laying down on the warm grass near the street. He had a bag of Skittles on his belly, that he was occasionally taking small handfuls from while staring at the clouds.

He chewed on another Skittle while he daydreamed, but was quickly broken from his thoughts when the juices from his candy went down his throat before he was ready. He sat up quickly, coughing and hacking, his bag that had been on his belly slid off onto the ground.

Vance was startled so much by Lilah's yelp, that Vance managed to clear his throat from the wickedness of the Skittle-Juices. His head turned as a falling Lilah tackled him. "Woah!" His arms caught the girl that had stumbled onto him, unaware she had intended to scare him at all.

But wait; this girl was familiar. He had met her twice, and once in a dream. "Lilah! Hi~." He greeted, still holding the girl. Why let go? It was like he was giving her a greeting hug he would have done anyway!
Oh no! His Skittles, where had they gone?
Vance semi released the girl to look on his lap. No candy. Did they fall? He directed his attention to the fallen bag of sweets on the grass between them. It would seem a few fell out of the bag. "Ooops~." They were still good.

Vance's happy demeanor faded as he watched Lilah. Did she not recognize him? How heartbreaking! He whimpered a bit, staring back at Lilah. "Funny?" How did he look funny? Was there candy on his face? Was he looking at her weird? What was wrong?!

It was then that her hand gestures really clicked. That was right. They hadn't seen each other since Vance was a toddler. "No, Lilah... It's me, Vance! I got bigger! It's me I swear!" He pleaded frantically. Girls weren't the only people who could get big! He could too.
"I was grounded, but then I was big! But I was still grounded until Dad said I wasn't." Vance assumed this would explain things, nodding knowingly with a confident expression.

Vance was glad she understood, and glad that she wasn't sitting on him anymore. Or half sitting. Either or. He wasn't a chair.
"Of course I can!" He said defiantly. "I read all the time!" Like candy wrappers and... no no he read books too. So yes, Vance was no longer a dependent toddler in need of being read to. He could read fairly well.

"I even have to read stuff for my brother. But he came from a book. Isn't that weird?" Wouldn't a teen from a book know how to read? It may have been that Vahn was just lazy, or maybe he really didn't know how. He showed no signs of initiative anyway.
"My brother is new! I just got him!" He said, as if speaking about a new toy. "But he's older than me. I dunno how that is supposed to work.."

Oh no! He had gone on about himself, but what of Lilah? How rude. "What's up, Lilah? What're you up to?"

"Yeah! A book about werewolves. I Guess that's why he looks like one." An astounding conclusion Vance came to all on his own. Amazing, right? His cleverness was bar none.
Then again, if Lilah came from glass shoes, Vance thought for a moment if chance passed her a lucky break by not making her a glass person. Goodness, imagine how short a life a girl would have if the smallest tumble would shatter her little frame?
"Iunno. Dumb people?" Honestly, glass shoes? It did seem silly.

"I'm tryyying but he looks at me like I'm stupid when I do." Vahn's everlasting cynicism held it's ground against a pouting Vance it seemed, as the wolf boy came across looks like that often.

Vance's eyes went wide with surprise, a delighted grin spreading over his face. "For me?! What's it about?"

Vance eagerly explained his brother's appearance to Lilah, describing his matted fur tail, his dog like ears, his angry grey and gold flecked eyes. "He's also tall! Taller than my Daddy!" He said this as if it were a very big deal, since Vance was so short, most people seemed extraordinarily tall to him. It would seem his Dad was the tallest, according to his simple mind.

Vance clasped his hands over his mouth at Lilah's suggestion. Be mean to his brother?! "I can't call him dumb! He's older than me... wait.." Vance crossed his arms. "But... he was born after me.. but he's older... but... RAAAGH!" He ruffled his hair in aggravation. "Makes no sense!"

Vance settled down enough to lean in as Lilah built up tension, about to reveal the plot of the story. "Candy!" He repeated back, his arms raised high. "Awesome! I can't wait to read it!"