Stick Guardian

Court

-Monday-

~Orange's POV~

After helping Alan with his latest animation project, I went to go spar with my friends. As I got to the website page, I saw something horrific. A huge error showed all over the page instead of my friend's website. Gasping, I run over and grabbed the cursor. Pulling it along, I showed Alan the problem. I could see him shrink the page to show the animation program at the same time. Hoping over, I looked at Alan with tears in my eyes.

[I'll see what's wrong. How about you go train with one of the others in the meantime. I swear I will get them back.] Nodding, I headed over to bother Chosen about training.

~Alan's POV~

Seeing the error page instead of the sticks fight webpage made me feel sick to my stomach. Their 'owner' must have recalled them. Shaking, I reach and grabbed my phone. Dialing a very familiar number, I called the 'owner' of RYGB. I heard them pick up.

"Hey, did you recall the sticks fighting page recently?"

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"Oh?"

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"Well, my stick likes to play with them, and they do spend a lot of time on my computer."

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"I know."

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"Is there anything I can do?" With those words, I hear them hang up on me. So much for that route.

Frustrated, I went back to the computer. Getting there, I remembered that Victim has recently received a law degree. He was technically a lawyer.

It took a while to find a Victim, but after grabbing his attention, I gestured for him to go over to the animation program. As he got there, he asked [What's up?] with his grey letters.

[RYGB's 'owner' recalled their website and has no intentions of setting it back up. That means they won't be able to come back. Is there anything I can do?] I type quickly. I could see Victim ponder over my words.

[Well, you could sue for custody. I could send over the necessary forms. You would have a claim with the amount of time they spent here. Besides, it could be seen as they would need a new guardian, and you were fulfilling that role. I'll get it started. Come back in an hour.] I could feel myself calm down at his words.

[ok]I type. He nodded then ran off. Sighing, I pulled the internet up to start doing my research. I could myself rattled the farther I went into it. Not many of these kinds of things went into court. Sticks were rather ignored in terms of rights. Frowning, I pull out a notebook and start taking notes.

After filling out a few pages of notes, I noticed Victim climbing up. pulling out the animation program, I see him sigh as he looked over at it. Smirking, I grab him and set him down gently onto the animation program. I was about to move the cursor when he all but collapsed onto it. Keeping Victim upright, I watch him as he shakes himself awake.

[You got a case. You'll need to take us to the courthouse this Thursday at 2 in the afternoon. That was the soonest I could get in.] Victim said while leaning against the cursor. Gently, I nudge him to lean against the side of the animation program.

[That's great! Should we tell Second?] I type.

[Yes.] Victim interrupted. Nodding, I gather the others onto the animation program.

[Okay, so there has been a problem. The 'owner' of Red, Yellow, Green, and Blue decided to recall the website. They can't come back, for now. Victim is helping me build a case against them to give me custody rights so they can stay here.] I could see Chosen go over to pull Second close. Those two always seem so close.