Ebony POV

Finally!

I woke up not being a kid anymore. I smiled softly looking at chocolate all over Martin's face while he was sleeping.

"Martin" I shook him.

"Yeah" he yarned.

He blushed extremely covering his eyes.

"Pervert!" I blushed extremely glaring at him.

I covered my body with a blanket.

"You are not having clothes either" I sighed trying to not to look at him.

"Oh...yeah" he covered himself with a blanket.

"The kids are older for one day" I sighed.

"I can't believe Harry is like that....he's different" Martin smiled nervously.

"Fuzzy is realizing how hard it is to handle kids, we stressed her out" I smiled nervously.

"I tried to stop but I couldn't" he laughed nervously.

Harry smirked opening our bedroom door.

"Harry ma man" Martin smiled.

"Yow," Harry laughed.

"You guys are still the same...." he rubbed his chin stooping in front of us.

"Ebony you should put on clothes" he sighed.

"This is your fault he's a pervert" I glared at Martin.

"How?!" Martin glared back at me.

"Fighting as usual" Harry chuckled.

We looked at him while he took out clothes for us.

"I made breakfast with Fuzzy" he smiled softly giving me a pair of clothes.

"Thanks...." I was still surprised by his behavior.

"I made sure chocolate was in the breakfast for you Martin" he patted Martin's back.

"Thanks?" Martin was also surprised.

"Guys....it's just one day left stop creeping me out" Harry laughed.

"Awe!" I smiled at his laugh.

"I think by this age I would call you mom" he smirked.

I blushed extremely covering my nose.

"Mom" his deep voice made me blush even harder.

"Can't handle..." I struggled as he smirked at me.

"Harry why are you doing this?" Martin sighed.

"Nothing dad"

Martin blushed staring at him.

"Is there something you want?" I hugged him.

"Nothing much just a phone" he smiled evilly.

"Sure Harry" Martin smiled.

"Thanks" he laughed and left us.

"We got tricked huh?" Martin sighed.

"No...!" I hugged myself feeling pleased.

"You really liked it when he called you mom" he chuckled.

"It's a wonderful feeling!" I screamed.

"Yeah, I know" he smirked at me.

Izzy was spying on us from our dresser she fell blowing her cover.

"Hi guys" she smiled nervously.

"Izzy still looks so adorable" I chuckled.

"It's not your honeymoon yet" she smirked at us covered in blankets.

"Izzy!" we blushed extremely glaring at her.

Fuzzy came through the door with an apron and a spoon in her hand.

"What happened?" she looked at us worriedly.

"You guys are back" she sighed.

"Sorry about whatever we did" I smiled nervously.

"I'm so glad you are back, I'm never having kids" she shook her head.

"But....what are you doing?" Martin smiled nervously.

"Cooking" she tilted her head.

"She's all grown up" I smiled softly.

"For one day," she sighed.

"Plus your clothes seem tight here" she smiled softly looking at her breast.

I glared at her while she was wondering why I was angry.

"Ebony...." Izzy and Martin smiled nervously.

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"1 hour left" Harry sighed resting his feet on the living room table.

"I'm tired of being an adult!" Fuzzy wined.

"Teenagers suck" Izzy rolled across the floor.

"You guys will become like this maybe in the future" I smiled nervously.

"But....that reminds me, are we going to turn back into I don't know..... animals?" Harry folded his arms.

We froze staring at him.

"I....don't know" Fuzzy spoke softly.

"I'm having friends and a family in this form," I looked at my hands.

I looked at Martin sleeping on the floor.

"I'm...in love with someone that I'm going to marry" I combed his hair with my fingers.

"But...." they became worried staring at me.

"I can't turn back into a cat" I said in a serious tone.

"Ebony....it's who you are" Izzy folded her arms.

"Not anymore" I walked past them coldly.

Fuzzy grabbed my hand tightly.

"Fuzzy-"

She was in pain struggling to keep it in. Izzy passed out falling into Harry's lap. He clenched his fists with tears in his eyes.

"Guys!" I became worried.

"Ten minutes left" Fuzzy spoke softly.

"Ebony....it hurts..." Harry held his chest tightly.

"Izzy doesn't look well" he shook Izzy.

Martin woke up.

"Fuzzy?" he was wondering what was going on.

Fuzzy and Harry passed out.

"They will be fine" I smiled softly rubbing Harry's hair.

They turned back to their normal ages. Harry cried hugging me.

"It's okay" I hugged him back slowly.

Fuzzy and Izzy were still out cold.

"Are they going to be okay?" he wiped his tears.

"Yeah" Martin smiled.

Harry took out one of Izzy's dolls out of the toy box and placed it beside her.

"She likes this one out of all of them" he smiled.

"That's sweet" I hugged him.

"Can we make tomato soup for Fuzzy? she really likes that" he jumped.

"Sure" Martin laughed.

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