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Nooroo blinked in shock when they first laid eyes on their new holder.
She was a child. An actual child with big green eyes and short pink hair. She looked no older than five. Surely this was a mistake! They have never dealt with children that young before!
"Waku Waku!" Was all the child said as she poked Nooroo
Nooroo tried to remain calm, surely there was a plan...
"Plan? Like a mission!?" She looked excited and Nooroo looked confused. Did they talk by accident?
The child giggles "No~ "
Nooroo tried to concentrate on the giggling child. Something seemed odd about this situation.
It was then a large white dog parked itself between the child and themselves.
Clearly the dog was weary of them. Nooroo put their limbs up. "I come in peace!" They did not fancy the idea of being a doggy chew toy.
"Borf!"
Nooroo took a breath. "Hello, I'm Nooroo. The kwami of transmission." They did a little bow.
Anya looked at them confused "what is that? trans-misshun....mission.... Are you a spy!?" She looked excited
Nooroo looked overwhelmed "No. I'm not a spy." They thought a bit "let me explain..."
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"You are taking this information really well. Most people freak out the first time we meet" Nooroo said after their long conversation. The dog, who Nooroo learned was named Bond, had laid down and watched them closely but did not interfere.
Anya gives a cheeky grin "I know a lot of crazy stuff!"
Nooroo doesn't know how to feel about that. He can sense her mischievous glee at the secrets she knows as if it was a game that they arrived late to and she has no desire to inform them of changes.
"Anyways Anya...you must try and keep me a secret ok?"
"Ok! Anya is great at keeping a lot of secrets!"
Nooroo was about to ask what she meant when the muted television changed from the cartoons Anya was watching to a breaking news segment.
On the television they see an adult man in a black cat suit robbing banks and causing destruction.
"The Black Cat! It's active?!" Nooroo looked alarmed.
Anya laughs "He looks silly! Not cool at all!"
Nooroo looks at Anya with fear. She did not understand how dangerous a rogue black cat could be.
They look beyond Anya to her room. They had to make her transform and make a champion.
"Anya...let's go to your room. I am gonna teach you your first lesson. Let's make a champion."
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Franky recognized that voice anywhere.
"Uh...kid where are you?" Franky looked around his path looking for Anya.
She should not even be outside yet. He hadn't picked her up yet.
"Um, no random person I do not know! I'm not Anya ....I'm uh...." Anya said, her voice was clearly in his head. It was clear like she was standing in front of him.
" I recognize your voice. I'm not dumb Anya.' He hears something that sounds like a foot stomp "Ugh! Bondman makes it look so easy " he can definitely hear frustration in her voice
"FIne! Scruffy Head! There is a bad cat guy running around causing destruction. I will make you a chamipon for world peace!"
"A what now?!"
"I'm gonna turn you into Bondman!"
"Um ok? How exactly?"
"A purple substance begins to cover him
"What the!"
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Franky stares at the Kwami sitting on Anya's head. He puts his hands on his face and just sits there.
This was not how he planned his day would go. What was his life anyway? First war, then spies and now ancient magic?!
"What the actual f..."
"Language! There is a child present!" Nooroo scolded.
"You gave a child the power to give me powers!"
"Um well...."
"Dont be mad at Nooroo! I found him! On the floor! Now I have a secret identity! Like Bondman! Oooh! Like a spy!" Franky could see the stars in Anya's eyes
"Twillight is going to have a fit..." Franky thinks.
"It's a secret! Don't tell ChiChi or HaHa! World peace could be at stake!"
Franky could feel a migraine coming on. This was not the kind of babysitting duty he ever had in mind.
"Fine. I'll keep this a secret for now." Anya looks gleeful but Nooroo feels apprehensive. They knew there was going to be a catch.
"However! You let me design how I look. I mean Bondman is great and all but I rather control how I look like."
Nooroo looked relieved " That can be arranged! All I need is a steady supply of salty snacks!"
Nooroo decided if someone else must know of his existence it may as well be an adult who can provide food to refuel."
"Peanuts are salty!'
"They won't be for you kid!"
"Heh"
Nooroo can work with this. Everything is going to be fine. At least she won't be on the Frontline.
Nooroo might have to do a bit more guidance than usual but they could feel that Anya was a good kid. That was an improvement from their last holder at least.
What was the guardian thinking!?