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Brandon was poofed into a baby in Ritchie's arms, he clung to him.
David: "He's so cute! I wanna hold him."
Michael: "Awe,Do you remember us?"
Brandon nods his head yawning.
Ritchie: "No, I got him."
Michael: "I'll hold him."
Ritchie: "No, I'll be taking care of him."
Michael: "This is an order, give me the baby please."
As soon has Ritchie was handing over Brandon he started to cry.
Brandon: "Witchie, Witchie!"
Michael hands him back quickly which stops his crying. Michael starts to mop.
Michael: "My own best friend that's like a brother didn't want me, why?"
Ritchie: "Its because I'm almost his complete opposite. I keep him at a normal temperature and can help do damage control around him better than you two. He probably knows this subconsciously. I was also the one holding him when he was turned into a baby and you tried to force me to hand him over, this probably caused him to panic with his baby brain. Plus, I'm the one that usually drops everything to cuddle with him."
Michael: "It's baby/toddler mentally. That does makes a lot of sense. Hey! I do that too."
David: "Correction you used too, now that you have us you finish your work first now. The reason Ritchie has bad grades is because he's the only one that neglects his work to cuddle and forgets about it afterwards unlesswe remind him."
Michael: "You're right, I have been getting more sleep because of that too. I guess thank you both?"
David and Ritchie: "No problem."
Brandon: "Plway, Plway!"
Ritchie smiles before playing Pick-a-boo with him. David would appear and dissapeare making funny faces, Michael was informing the teacher about Brandon being a baby.