#chirospearo

       His feet carried him as fast as they could across the          cement, letting the sound of commotion guide him to its source. He          might have been powerless, and perhaps borderline useless in the          event of these new...formless attacks, but one thing lead Kane away          from shelter and out into the open and that was his brother. These          past few weeks had burdened the older twin with suspicion and          concern for the other, and it certainly hadn’t ebbed away as the          monster attacks grew more and more frequent.          The sound of battle had died down quite a bit, meaning that they          had somehow managed to rid of most of the formless. Probably          got help from his monkeys again, Kane thought to himself as he          sprinted out into the park. The alarm was still going off, so that          meant that there were still more of those weird creatures still          spotted around here and there.               Finally, he sees him. Kane’s had to get used to the new              white and orange clothing that Chiro had started to don, but              at least he stood out like a sore thumb now. “ Hey! “ Kane              calls, waving a hand out to the other. “ Wait up! “

      ░ 🌟 ❝     ...And I’m your Fairy GodBrother! 

                                    ...Is what I would say                     if that were true! Darn it! Poofed into the wrong house...                                Again...     ❞

Oh well- he was here; messing around wouldn’t hurt anyone. No butterfly nets anywhere (that he could see). His parents would poof up to bring to the right house for the right god kid. This...this definitely wouldn’t be a surprise to them. Timmy would just try again, but this was actually his fifth attempt at wishing himself into their new god kid’s (his god sibling’s) home. Couldn’t exactly remember the description of the room. Or an address. Fairy in Training- y’know the works.

He put his hands on his hips and floating a foot or two above and away from the boy in front of him.

      ░ 🌟 ❝     So...what’s the the face paint? You a clown in training or something?     ❞

  ░░   ℋ ✿ ℒ   ░░     Honey really didn’t want to see anybody get hurt.   It was hard enough worrying about her friends all the time, but when   she had to worry about civilians too, it got.. even more stressful. So,   when she saw a young boy close by to the action, worry immediately   flared up, and she darted over towards him, blocking his path, wincing   at the sounds of fighting behind her.