Smiling Critters: Ancestra Au - Cancelled

Escape (Final Part) - Season 2

It was difficult to find a way, but there was Bobby, looking for a job, no matter what it was… his wealth was gone, there wasn't a single coin in his bank.

She lost her house, car, cell phone, and clothes… she was back to square one. After all, that was the effect of her simple and irrelevant wish, compared to her true desire. She asked for forgiveness and said she would never do such things again, and so it was granted, even if it was a lie, let it be tested.

From store to store, she received several rejections, her look that was once full of hope now became a neutral look of almost apparent sadness, even with a smile, you could feel her anguish.

She jumped for joy when a cafe owner took her in. The place needed a waitress and she knew how to talk to people. Bobby started that very day with a uniform and a daily wage.

Clearly it wouldn't take long, the bear managed, and this time with her effort, to rent a house, then she bought clothes and finally she was... "Stable".
On the other hand, Dogday put his plan into action, after getting out of jail with Kickin, the plan was explained during the car ride back.

Hoppy would join the guild and go on missions alongside Simon, Poe, and Baba. Crafty would get a larger tablet and a digital pen to draw and sell online via social media. Kickin would enter the race betting business with the people around Incript; this would be their biggest source of income.

But then Dogday comes in... his part would take longer, Hoppy didn't agree but he would train with Nathan, if the rumors are true, Dogday would become stronger than Hoppy and would start doing the same missions as her, maybe even more, becoming the biggest source of income for his plan;

The boy was acting strange, very bossy, with a serious look and rude speech, he seemed angry, and when questioned, he didn't give answers.

"Anger, that's what I feel. I can't accept that he lied to me! But I also can't accept that he was arrested. My plan is to release him... why do I want to do that? He's a criminal, another thing I don't want to believe. It seems like everything is wrong in Catnap, the one I called father."

He was taken by Hoppy to the edge of Nathan's domain, where he followed alone, step by step, without fear of what might appear, after all, if it was a domain of someone strong... there would be no danger other than himself.

Arriving in the open field surrounding the house, there was the fox. Nathan was tending to a horse, grooming its hooves. Although he didn't show it, Nathan noticed Dogday's arrival, but acted as if he hadn't seen or felt it.

— Nathan? I'm here to train — the puppy said, stopping right in front of the fox.

— Okay, but you should have started already… — he sanded the horse’s hoof, without even raising his head.

— Hmm? But I just arrived… — he became confused and lost his seriousness.

— If you really want to train like you think, and with me on top of that, you have to be careful — he let go of the horse's leg, stood up and the stool he was sitting on disappeared — come on, show me what you can do first, then I'll see what to do next.

“He must be joking with me, he has to be,” thought the boy with a mocking expression.

Dogday stepped away, summoned his light sword, and began training without much complaint. The grassy ground was quite slippery, but he was used to it; he'd learned to maintain balance from Poe and Baba's training. He swung the sword one-handed, was fast, and his agility with that light blade was remarkable, but something was wrong...

In the distance, Nathan watered his lawn, which quickly sprouted flowers, and the horse began to eat. But the fox was paying close attention to Dogday. The boy even generated a few dim light spheres to practice his attack speed. After the boy stopped to rest, Nathan approached and pointed out:

— Besides your blade being malformed, you apparently trained with it this way, in light. You're fast, but not fast enough. Your light power is quite offensive, but you still have to choose between "control" or "offense." Besides, you were lucky to be born a fifth-grader.

— Fifth-grader? What do you mean?" He had paid close attention to the rest, but this part of the grade left him confused.

— Grade, or “Magnitude,” is a scale of power that dictates how strong you can become without intensive training and the pursuit of power — he replied, turning his back.

— Hmm… but why was I lucky?

— Grade five is the maximum someone can be born, you are part of the one percent of the world population, take advantage and take this… — he turned quickly and threw a sword, it was the same size as Dogday's light sword.

The boy picked up the sword. It was heavy, but he managed to wield it. He pondered for a while about being that "one percent." After some thought, he returned to training, this time with a heavy object in his hands.