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"Everyone up!"
I barked so loud, it started Cynder, and she fell off the crate she was sleeping on and landed on Emile. The two let out loud yelps that woke up Serina and she sprang to her feet with fists ready.
"We're leaving the train, Now get up and get over here." I called
"But the train is still moving." Emile said, "How would we get off?"
"We jump." I said and swung the train door open. The wind howled into the car, and outside the train was bushes that ran beside the gravel ground around the tracks. Beyond that fenced-off yards to a suburbs. "Alright, jump as far as you can go. Aim for the bushes."
"But we're still moving!" Emile shouted, "Jumping out of a car is already dangerous!"
"If you stay, you're not gonna be going with me!" I shouted back, "Now jump!" And I sprang out of the train. I landed in the bushes, but, of course, I landed on a rock among those bushes and held my stomach as I rolled down hill and into the fence.
I fought the aches I had and looked to the train to see Cynder's aquamarine hair disappear in the brush and Emile leap out of the train next. I scrambled to my feet and ran over to them. Serina climbed out of the bushes first, then ran over to me while I sniffed out Emile.
"I'm over here!" Cynder shouted, "I can't get this branch off!"
I ran over to her and checked at what was holding onto her, "Yeah, that one is pretty lively, It's not dry enough to snap off." I said, "Serina help me out and rip the pants off."
At that, Serina growled
"What?" I said, "It's just gonna leave a rip, not leave her naked."
"She thinks you wanted to take my pants off." Cynder said, "And I got nothing under these."
"It's caught on your leggings." I said, "You'll be fine." And I rested hands on her sides, "Trust me." Before she could talk, I wrapped my arms round her, in a hug, and pulled her as hard as I could. There was a loud tear, and I we fell back. Cynder was free, but the tear showed off the entire lower half of her left leg. "Well, it worked, onto part 2. Let's find Emile."
"You mean where we find new clothes for us?" Cynder asked as she got up, "I get that my pants look bad, but don't you look rugged to hide with homeless people?"
"Yes, but I'm also use to this." I said, "I was raised by them. I blend in easily; you are gonna be easy to spot with the clothes you have on."
Emile then ran over, "What did I miss?" he asked.
"We're going shopping." I told him, then I looked to Cynder, "Fill him in, we got to move."

As we walked, The kids were asking me question after question, as we walked down the suburban road. The more they asked though, the more Cynder got excited, I tried to block it out, but I think Cynder was just pulling the answers from my head after each question, somehow. "You know about underground businesses here? How far does the black market go? Is there some super tailor somewhere?"
Eventually I let out a hard sigh, "Don't talk about that out here, People can hear us." I said, "Besides, we're going to somewhere local and known."
"So, we're going to go to just a normal store?" Cynder asked, unaware I was leading them to a parking lot.
"But that other stuff sounds so cool," Emile said, "Isn't there something like that close to here, like Cynder said?"
"Come on, kids." I said, and opened the door to thrift store, "You'll be surprised the kind of junk you'll find in here."
Serina stopped when I opened the door.
Cynder stopped too and looked back at her, "Watch wouldn't do that, We really do need new clothes."
Serina just looked at her, and then glared to me.
"Well, what if you and I keep an eye on him in case he tries anything?" She asked
"I'll join that too." Emile said, "We're all in this together."
"Alright, now get in, we're getting some new jeans for everyone." I said, and held the door for the three kids. Then I looked down at my jeans. "...Even me."
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Part 4

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Part 3

Part 5

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Jax (Cameoing in the background) (C)

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"Everyone up!"
I barked so loud, it started Cynder, and she fell off the crate she was sleeping on and landed on Emile. The two let out loud yelps that woke up Serina and she sprang to her feet with fists ready.
"We're leaving the train, Now get up and get over here." I called
"But the train is still moving." Emile said, "How would we get off?"
"We jump." I said and swung the train door open. The wind howled into the car, and outside the train was bushes that ran beside the gravel ground around the tracks. Beyond that fenced-off yards to a suburbs. "Alright, jump as far as you can go. Aim for the bushes."
"But we're still moving!" Emile shouted, "Jumping out of a car is already dangerous!"
"If you stay, you're not gonna be going with me!" I shouted back, "Now jump!" And I sprang out of the train. I landed in the bushes, but, of course, I landed on a rock among those bushes and held my stomach as I rolled down hill and into the fence.
I fought the aches I had and looked to the train to see Cynder's aquamarine hair disappear in the brush and Emile leap out of the train next. I scrambled to my feet and ran over to them. Serina climbed out of the bushes first, then ran over to me while I sniffed out Emile.
"I'm over here!" Cynder shouted, "I can't get this branch off!"
I ran over to her and checked at what was holding onto her, "Yeah, that one is pretty lively, It's not dry enough to snap off." I said, "Serina help me out and rip the pants off."
At that, Serina growled
"What?" I said, "It's just gonna leave a rip, not leave her naked."
"She thinks you wanted to take my pants off." Cynder said, "And I got nothing under these."
"It's caught on your leggings." I said, "You'll be fine." And I rested hands on her sides, "Trust me." Before she could talk, I wrapped my arms round her, in a hug, and pulled her as hard as I could. There was a loud tear, and I we fell back. Cynder was free, but the tear showed off the entire lower half of her left leg. "Well, it worked, onto part 2. Let's find Emile."
"You mean where we find new clothes for us?" Cynder asked as she got up, "I get that my pants look bad, but don't you look rugged to hide with homeless people?"
"Yes, but I'm also use to this." I said, "I was raised by them. I blend in easily; you are gonna be easy to spot with the clothes you have on."
Emile then ran over, "What did I miss?" he asked.
"We're going shopping." I told him, then I looked to Cynder, "Fill him in, we got to move."

As we walked, The kids were asking me question after question, as we walked down the suburban road. The more they asked though, the more Cynder got excited, I tried to block it out, but I think Cynder was just pulling the answers from my head after each question, somehow. "You know about underground businesses here? How far does the black market go? Is there some super tailor somewhere?"
Eventually I let out a hard sigh, "Don't talk about that out here, People can hear us." I said, "Besides, we're going to somewhere local and known."
"So, we're going to go to just a normal store?" Cynder asked, unaware I was leading them to a parking lot.
"But that other stuff sounds so cool," Emile said, "Isn't there something like that close to here, like Cynder said?"
"Come on, kids." I said, and opened the door to thrift store, "You'll be surprised the kind of junk you'll find in here."
Serina stopped when I opened the door.
Cynder stopped too and looked back at her, "Watch wouldn't do that, We really do need new clothes."
Serina just looked at her, and then glared to me.
"Well, what if you and I keep an eye on him in case he tries anything?" She asked
"I'll join that too." Emile said, "We're all in this together."
"Alright, now get in, we're getting some new jeans for everyone." I said, and held the door for the three kids. Then I looked down at my jeans. "...Even me."
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Part 4

Title

Part 3

Part 5

Children (C)

Jax (Cameoing in the background) (C)

Watch, art, and story (C) me