"Bently! You're messing it up. Do it the way Mom showed us to do it!"

"I'm pretty sure I know how to wash glass, Brambi."

"Look at it, though! You're getting fingerprints all over it!"

"Fine! Then you wash it! I'll do whatever you're doing!"

"I'm trying to organize these books but someone is distracting me."

"BOTH OF YOU, STOP IT!" Lenora's voice booms louder than the two squabbling children's combined. "Now Ben, you are making a bit of a mess. But Brambi, you should just focus on the books. But right now, let's just take a break and you can play with Scout. Sounds good?"

The 9-year-olds just nod. "Okay, Mama!" They chorus.

They all head downstairs to Lenora's battle den as she called it. "Oh, SCOUT!" Lenora hollers. Soon, her large Stoutland comes barreling inside. He runs up to Brambi first and licks her face. Next is Ben, who gets a face full of fur and slobbery kisses. "Do you two mind taking him for a walk? It'll keep ya busy!" She asks.

"Sure!" The two squeal.

"Lemme just get a hairband." Brambi runs off but shortly returns with her wavy amber hair pulled up into a messy bun. She also did change.

~*~*~~**~~*~*~*~

"Bently, can I have a turn?" Brambi asks, pulling on his ear.

"NO!"

"Come on! Scout?"

Scout tries to hide the fact that he favors Brambi more, but sometimes he makes it a bit obvious. "Rff!" He barks at Ben, the signal to get off.

"Fine." He pouts and climbs off of the big Stoutland.

"Yay! Thanks, Scout. You're the BEST!" Brambi squeals as she climbs onto the large, furry dog Pokemon's back when Scout's ears perk up. "What's up, boy?"

Scout just growls and starts scampering toward the twin's favorite park.

"Woah! Scout, slow down! Ben, help!"

Ben knows how serious his sister is when she either asks him for help or if she calls him Ben instead of the usual Bently. "Scout! Slow down, bud!" He screams, grabs a long stick, and performs a famous long jump of his, flying through the air. But Scout is already halfway through the park.

Meanwhile, Scout finally stops when Brambi steers him into a tree. "What was that about?" She says, hands on hips.

"Rwoor." Scout whimpers and points to a group of kids approaching with a shaggy paw.

"Them? Now, Scout, what's wrong with them?" Brambi coos and pats the big furball.

"Roof." he just says and pushes me toward them.

"You want me to talk to them? Then can we go find Bently?" She asks as he nudged the young girl forward.

"Rfffff! Rowf!" Scout agrees.

"Good. I'm gonna be in enough trouble when we get home, anyway." She tells him then climbs onto Scout's back. The two gallop around for a while then "accidentally" push into the group of middle schoolers, with two or three younger ones. "OH! I'm so sorry. My doggie was sorta being crazy and--"

"It's okay, don't worry." A boy with spiky blonde hair and icy blue eyes wearing a baggy green shirt smiles. "What kind of dog?" He pats Scout's head.

~*Digi-Destined POV*~

"Stoutland." She replies. "Wait... Scout, is that Bently?"

"Rwoof?"

"Over there. See? The boy with the big pointy stick?"

"Rorrr."

"BENTLY! YO, BEN!" The little girl screams. "COOME HEERRE! RIIIIIGHT NOOOW!"

No reaction.

She just shakes her head. "I can't believe I have to do this." She mutters.

Matthew is about to protest when she screeches, "I'M BEING PELTED BY HELLBOMBS!! I'M GONNA DIEEEE!"

Soon, a little boy with insanely messy brown hair with navy blue spikes in the front and bright teal eyes charges up doing some long-pole act while holding a bunch of water balloons and chucking them at the little girl. "DON'T WORRY, LIL SIS! i'LL SAVE-- heeeeey, you LIED!" He pouts.

"Well, ya."

~*Brambi POV*~

"Come on, alien boy. Let's go finish our walk." I say and drag my insane brother away by his ears. "You have to do the laundry today."

And that's all we see of the other group.

But of course, this was all a long time ago. By this time, I'm running the gym. But for my kids, it's another story...

Or was it all just a simple Once Upon A Time?