New Imprisonment [O][Carmen]

Once the boy had left, Dax began thinking to himself exactly what he had done to create such a strong reaction before. He opened the laptop and began researching the various words the Somebody had said.. Such as depression, sons, Mother, and finally brother. He began piecing together exactly what it all meant, maybe as a Nobody he didn't quite grasp it from never having a Mother? The girl, she felt what the boy had listed... She was depressed, from the lost of her brother. Did that mean her brother was dead? No, then why ask for him?

He moved over to were he kept the journal writing the words down connected to the girl, planning to extend an entry after visiting her for more details. Once taking minor notes in the journal he hid it back were he kept it, went back to the laptop. Since the boy was separated from his brother for so long, he seemed quite upset over "emotional" possibly falling into the depression of the girl? The thought process told Dax he should cheer the boy up, this he decided to look up what cheered up boy teens. As it were he learned and understood the word better now, something he took a slight pride in.

The information he gathered was woman is what cheered up teens more than anything. He started seeing various images of certain embarrassing things in relation to womanly "connection". Figuring the best course' of action, he walked over to were he kept his magical wand. Then began the transformation, it was rather quick and over with just as sooon it had began.

What was once a man with choppy messy blonde hair now had a female's body with long slightly neater hair. The girl's body now wore a simple white bathing suite, the other clothes oddly stored elsewhere, probably reappear once the girl transformed back. Looking at the round mirror in the closet door, the girl dax gave a slight goofy grin, that oddly looked much cuter with small rounder face. Feeling pumped to cheer the teen up, Dax turned and walked out the door.

Slowly with complete stealth his shoeless feet tiptoed through the hallway, if anyone saw them they would assume it was just one of his many silly pranks, probably wonder who the poor victim was. Once in the bathroom, the girly magical girl's will slightly took over with that a mischievous air about her.

Picking up a sponge, still with complete quietness and stealth, the sort of stealth of a magical girl attacking witches in the night... Prevent those citizens from waking up, and getting those government goons after you... A mere muscle memory, that seemed to be of great use in these sorts of situations. Drawing closer and closer like a murder looking over its relaxed prey. She slipped in with ease in front of the boy, the white bathing suite vanishing to allow more happiness for the Somebody.

The sponge now in hand, and now moist from the warm water, she squirted some body wash on top it. From there she scrubbed the soup into the sponge to create bubbles, leaned forward aiming to clean off his chest, though it could be easily taken in the wrong way. Her long blonde hair wrapping itself all over the place, half wet.

The teen suddenly grabbed a towel throwing it at her with such strong force, she fell backwards, causing the towel to land in the water. Picking herself up, she lifted at the towel confusion written on her face as to why she was getting attacked by a towel. Her mind crossed it was some sort of game, though...

He began shouting asking what she was doing, she couldn't quite understood what he meant. She tilted her head not quite understanding, was this how Somebody teens became happy? Wasn't that what the internet said? Maybe his face flushing red was a good sign, though she had seen same reaction on other somebodies when a heartless was attacking their love ones. Somebodies were so weird, she could never understand how they tick.

After the shouting she looked down at the towel, was she suppose to cover herself with this? But why? Didn't Somebodies like this sort of stuff, there was tons of thumb-up on that one image... Wasn't thumbs-up good? With a normal high pitch girl voice, completely natural, completely happy and giddy. "Trying to cheer you up silly!!" The heat from the water caused her cheeks to take a rosy red.

She began suddenly to tear up as the girliness part of the magical girl power took control, as well as acting shy as if suddenly aware of how bad this look. With glossy eyes, biting her index finger of her right hand, she innocently looked at him. "The internet said this would make you feel better..." She blinked toward him then away from him only to come back, "do you hate me?"

She again blinked tilting her head trying to understand why the teen was asking to be cheered up for. Did Somebodies lose their memories? Or was this one broken? She couldn't catch on that he was confused, though you would think she would considering how many times she pulled the similar prank to new household members.

Before she could make any comment, he continued on explaining how he didn't even meet the girl, much less even know who she was. As if the Somebody figured it out, he added with a twisted tone of clarification, asking if it was really Dax. The girl nodded a goofy smile appearing on her face, though still slightly confused. She playfully hit her head, sticking out her tongue, the movement showing more of her side boob, "Of course'! I wanted to make you happy after upsetting you before."

She looked down at the water toward innocence in her voice, "I didn't want to upset you before... I don't understand anything about you Somebodies.." She looked up excitement filling her face, as she stood up the towel dropping away... How forget she was about the whole gender difference thing, if she was her old Somebody self this situation would probably never happened.

She began speaking with her hand made into a fist of truimph, her hand on her waist, she clearly understood nothing about boundaries and genders... even with that one memory flashback. "Why you are like this forgotten race, meaning to be discovered! Such oddities wondering around, with your emotions and memories!" She instantly broke her little excitement pose with a bow, something she also learned from the web in attempt to understand teen boys. The blonde hair covering most of the bodily features as she gave a slight bow. "Please Master teach me what it feels to have this Mother, Brother, and these weird emotional mythical memories!" She half raised her face showing as the hair fell to more comfortable position, that goofy smile on her face. "Why do girls scream around guys seeing them undressing? Also why did I get that nosebleed from a memory of one undressing?"

His reaction, she wasn't sure how to react to it, she lost the silly bowing pose looking at him unsure what she did this time. Why were Somebodies so confusing? They say one thing do another... Were human heartless like this as well? Did it relate to this whole emotional thing? She just couldn't grasp her head around it... The teen asked in a quiet voice what she was...

She answered simply, still with slight girly undertone than normal, though there was a slight edge of seriousness. "A Nobody." She really didn't give any details, just sort of let the word hung out there, letting the Somebody solve it for himself.

He then asked if it was all some sort of joke, she again tilted her head not understanding. What was a joke? What should be a joke? Sure normally it would have been, but she was truly trying her hardest here to cheer him up. Was he like Aylxx disliking this sort of thing? It was obviously having an extreme negative influence on the Somebody, it was probably best not to try and help at all. She hardly knew anything about the teen, just that he came from a horrid place, lost his "brother", and was just such an oddity.

He then began explaining about the whole nudity process and how it was bad if they didn't want to see you nude. So the Somebody didn't want to see that? So, it was more complex then simply seeing the nude and feel happy? But? Perverted? That word, she knew what it meant... She began shaking taking a step back hitting the wall with the faucet and drainage, shock written on her face.

The flash back was of a girl's voice shouting again and again that he was a pervert, even hitting him flat on the head with a book for absolutely no reason. The girl, something about the girl.... He couldn't see her face, just knew that it was someone he was close too. A large pain from somewhere he couldn't understand started hitting hard as tears began to fall, he couldn't understand why.

Gradually the memory began to fade, and all she could feel was the need for it to come back.. The feeling of lost hitting her of somebody she had lost. She was gripping at her heart tightly tears streaming down her face, some how someway she ended up in the very right corner of her side of the tub. Slowly after recovering she became wary of just the situation she was in. She raised using the wall, summoning the blue magical girl dress to cover her body, the dress oddly completely dry even though skin beneath was wet.

The girl turned to the Somebody with large round blue eyes suffering and innocence. She shook her head not bothering to answer the teen's question leaving him alone in the bath tub. Making her way to the bedroom, the stupid Somebody can find his own way out if he wanted, stupid Somebody. Stepping into the room she huddled into a corner of the bed hands on knees, not even understanding the reason for doing it. Recalling the memory, trying to grasp the memory but coming up empty... She couldn't figure out that one girl... Who was this girl? Why was she so stupidly important? Why did she run into that stupid Somebody? Stupid emotions that made absolutely no sense...

The silence, it was a long lonely silence, just trying to recall the meaning of that stupid memory, hating that stupid somebody. The ever sharp deadly silence was broken when a voice sounded near the entrance, the voice was that stupid Somebody. She pulled her knees closer, maybe he would go away, then everything will go back to the same.

As he peered through the door, gradually drawing closer, looking a bit worried. She watched him closely with her blue eyes a bit sharper than usual daring him to get even closer than he already had. He spoke with a soft polite tone apologizing to her, explaining that he was scared, that was all there was. Gradually as if tainted by his apology she unraveled still watching him closely.

The boy staring at him, it occurred to her, that just like before he reminded her of that other someone... That one from the memory. Slowly without realizing it she inched closer to the edge of the bed, beginning to speak without really paying attention to her own words. "You make me remember... Is this what losing a brother feel likes? This pa-" She fell right off the bed hitting her head on the white floor beneath.

The whole odd situation broke the magical girl transformation, the whole body turned into a bright yellow into a magical little balls that floated up before disappearing, all rather happening rather quickly. Eventually the male version was reveled, with his white coat spread out hiding the face plant. Slowly rising, there was a large red marking from the fall, he rubbed the sore several times. "Ouch, that hurt." He moved his arm back to his head scratching the messy hair face holding that goofy smile of embarrassment.

He gave a slight half laugh, mostly as an act, toward Carmen's question if he was alright. It opened the opportunity for a bad joke that he couldn't just pass up, "Waking up on wrong side of the bed, again" He gave slight laugh to his own bad joke, lowering the hand messing with his hair.

He looked around the room, and the white blankets that had fallen to the ground, before giving a yawn. He covered his mouth with his hand respectfully at the very end of the yawn, before looking coyly toward the Somebody, "Don't you need somewhere to sleep?" In a much higher joking tone he continued, "If you want you can sleep with me, we can talk all night about how you clean up."

After few moments had passed, he had turned serious, "There's a bed in the couch if you want to sleep there." 

with another yawn, Dax picked himself off the floor, walked over to a remote on his desk nonchalant. Once the button was pressed the whole couch transformed into a white doubledecker bed that could house 2 guests. All during the transformation he had walked toward the closet to pull out a baby blue-mostly white soft blanket, so by the time the couch had completely transform he was creepily standing behind Carmen.

If the somebody had accepted the blanket he would make his way to the entrance of the doorway to shut it and prevent anyone walking by from seeing inside the room. From there he would pick up his blankets that fell off the bed, then get into the bed. Should the somebody not accept the blanket, he would just calmly lay it on the bottom bunk before closing the bedroom door.

Once all comfortable in the bed, he looked up at the white roof lost in thought toward the memory and that day. he wasn't sure what would happen next... He should eventually tell Aylxx the little stunt he pull, but maybe that could wait... Just a little longer, at least until he could get the Somebody a job or one step closer to his brother.

After a good while, he guessed the Teen was asleep, he creeped out of the room being sure to close the door all the way without a sound. Once out of the room he headed toward that one girl, that one heartless, he had a better understanding now. Time to grow a bit more serious with her, time for to understand through her memories if not his own.