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Being alligator, she couldn't chuckle or laugh like most girls so for most in the school, hearing her laugh at all was a surprise.\n\n\"Good morning girls,\" Ms. Allman smiled, \"What's the occasion?\"\n\n\"What occasion?\" Giselle and Emily asked their teacher.\n\n\"You're here rather early and didn't take the bus,\" she nodded at the two, \"Making sure you're ready for today's math test?\"\n\n\"N-no,\" Giselle blushed furiously, \"We were asking Brett if he...and Ms. Silverwing...could share dinner with our family.\"\n\n\"My sister's sweet on him and wants our folks to meet him,\" Emily blushed as she mumbled.\n\n\"Just me?\" Giselle pouted, \"I had to figure out what your commotion was last night only to find you are too.\" The teacher shook her head at the two.\n\n\"Oh? A little as you say, [i]amore[/i], brewing up with you two?\"\n\n\"N-no!\" both of the girls denied the accusation, \"We just like him a lot.\"\n\n\"Well, don't get too head over heels you two,\" Ms. Allman chuckled as she passed out their graded assignments, \"You still have my classes to do good on.\" The two girls blushed as they checked over their English assignments, some \"light\" reading assigned to them the previous week. \"But keep doing this good despite your daydream and I shouldn't have to worry.\"\n\n\"We won't slacken on our schoolwork,\" the two answered as the rest of the class started to stream into class. Their own classroom was similar to Brett's in composition...but unlike Brett's class, didn't have any bullies or such so Ms. Allman had fewer worries in her school day. When the morning bell rang and the pledge recited, the two girls began their normal school day.\n\nMeanwhile, it seemed that Brett just couldn't get much of a break from his classmates. Even before he could sit down, Dominick decided to trip him up so he landed nose first on the floor.\n\n\"What's the matter? Teacher's pet can't even make to his seat on time?\" Dominick laughed maliciously.\n\n\"You really think you'll ever get a rise out of me?\" Brett glanced at the mouse just as Timothy stuck his long tongue out at Brett.\n\n\"We sure can!\" Oliver smirked as he tried to gore Brett with his tusk...but once again, was stopped by Ms. Raffale.\n\n\"Heh, you'll never make it one second out of school since you're such a baby!\" Dominick glared down at the kit and stepped on his paws.\n\n\"Not even morning bell and you three have already started?\" Ms. Raffale glared at the three as she restrained them, \"Do you need to see Dr. Limoges already?\" Instantly the three straightened up and groaned...though both Ms. Raffale and even Brett noticed an odd facial expression on Dominick - he had a twinge of fear when the principal was mentioned.\n\n\"N-no!\" the three squeaked as she nudged them to their desks.\n\n\"Then show me better behavior then!\" Ms. Raffale growled, bothered that after six years of elementary school they never learned that bullying Brett wasn't going to work. Ms. Raffale then helped Brett up and to his seat, \"Are you feeling alright dear?\"\n\n\"I'm alright,\" Brett nodded at Ms. Raffale as he sat down in his seat, nursing his paws a little.\n\n\"Okay dear, that's good,\" Ms. Raffale nodded as the morning bell rang, turning her attention to the class, \"Okay class, it's time our pledge, so please stand up.\" The class stood up as their morning classes began. Thankfully for Brett, the three bullies didn't pay Brett too much mind - Ms. Raffale was spending a lot of time making sure the three understood that they weren't doing very well on their assignments. Along the way to gym class, Brett had a to take a quick break to the nurse's office to get changed. As he waited for the nurse to open the door to give him a hand, he heard what appeared to be Dominick and his cohorts very nearby. Since he had to wait, he slowly tip-toed over peeked at what was going on. \n\nBrett was aware on certain days they had to see the principal for disciplinary problems...however for as many years as he remembered, they were never expelled or suspended claiming that the parents would be an uproar. As he peeked over, he saw Dominick getting pushed around by Oliver as Timothy glared at him. \"What is this?\" Brett was thinking as he saw the odd circumstance. Everyone at school thought Dominick was the main bully so to see him being bullied himself was contradictory to what the known perception was. But then...something else came to his mind.\n\nDominick's mom to his observations was the polar opposite. She was a paramedic who often helped the nurse with health and safety topics at school on top of running a clinic down the road for a few doctors. Whenever his mom was around, Brett noticed that he was well behaved and polite - everyone knew that she didn't stand for bullies and if she knew her own child was a bully she would have been heartbroken. But with the sight of him being bullied by Timothy and Oliver started to make Brett wonder if instead of hiding that he was the bully...he was trying to hide from his mother that he was coerced into being a bully by the real bullies.\n\n\"Now little mouseboy, are you going to keep quiet about this?\" Timothy wriggled his long tongue at the mouse.\n\n\"I-I don't know any more?\" Dominick sqeaked in panic as Oliver shoved him to the wall, \"Don't you think this is wrong of us to do this?\" As the two were bullying Dominick, Brett couldn't believe that the principal couldn't hear all the ruckus Timothy and Oliver were making. He didn't know that the nurse was ready for him as she tried to get his attention. However, as surprised as Brett was, he nudged the nurse to take a look.\n\n\"If you tell you know what the principal is going to do!\" Timothy sneered as Oliver pushed the mouse back into the wall.\n\n\"But why? Why am I your patsy?\" Dominick sqeaked.\n\n\"Because he won't kick us out and have us in juvenile detention for what we do if you keep doing what we want you to do,\" Oliver grunted angrily as he pinned the mouse under his weight. By then the nurse was so disturbed by what she was seeing that she clucked in panic.\n\n\"Brett, wait here,\" the nurse requested, \"looks like Dominick needs attention.\" What happened afterward was a bit of a tussle. The nurse had to wrestle down Timothy and Oliver so Dominick could escape. However, when Dominick ran into Brett, he tried to resume his tough mouse routine as the kit shook his head.\n\n\"H-how long have they been doing that to you?\" Brett asked in shock.\n\n\"S-since first grade when I guess...\" Dominick sqeaked, but also shivering in fear; he was holding something back. Both because of the blackmail Brett overheard but also since he really had no knowledge about\n\n\"Then why take it out on me?\"\n\n\"It's because of those two,\" Dominick squeaked, \"they've also threatened me, too.\"\n\n\"Then why don't you tell someone who's not the principal?\" Brett inquired.\n\n\"I...can't\" Dominick shook his head as the nurse ushered the mouse to her station to take care of Dominick's injuries. Brett couldn't make sense of it...the reason for that behavior made no sense\n\n\"And bratty boy!\" Timothy and Oliver yelled just as a very loud knock was heard inside the principal's office as heard accompanied by a yelp, \"You tell anyone about Dominick and you'll suffer!\" Brett just didn't know how to deal with it; seeing Dominick as he really was, he just wanted to help him so much. However, his cohorts made a threat towards him and even if he could get Dominick to stand up to him, he'd still be outnumbered by the boar and aardvark. As he made it to the lunch table, Angus could tell that his friend was distressed. As could Brett's other friends, a short raccoon named Shinji and a Cavalier King Charles spaniel from the other class named Thomas. They too noticed that Brett was feeling rather distant from them.\n\n\"Konichwa, Brett,\" Shinji bowed to Brett, \"Angus called us over because you've been acting odd.\"\n\n\"Yeah, Angus ran into me after PE and made a quick comment about it,\" Thomas barked softly, \"What's going on.\" While Brett was threatned to keep quiet, he was also a very outspoken kit at times as well. He nervously looked around the lunchroom looking for three bullies in earshot.\n\n\"Well,\" Brett spoke quietly, \"On my way to the nurse's office, I found Dominick being beatned up by his cohorts. Problem is there seems to be no reason for it.\"\n\n\"I thought Dominick was the real bully,\" Angus quietly neighed, \"if what you said was true...this would be big news.\"\n\n\"No kidding...but right outside the principal's office during their 'disciplinary' session?\" Thomas asked, \"Isn't the purpose of them being there to get discipline from him?\"\n\n\"That's what doesn't make sense to me,\" Brett replied. \"What's the point of those sessions if Dominick is just being beat up?\"\n\n\"Sounds contrary to what they expect,\" Shinji nodded, \"But what Brett says is accurate. The counselor covers up things like the bullies' behavior.\" The others gasped in shock. Shinji was the brains in the group and often could come up with insights based on the simplest observation or anecdote. The little cogwheels in his mind started to whirl about as the others carried on.\n\n\"And of course,\" Brett added, \"My guardian could be fired...or worse if I told her.\"\n\n\"Poor Brett,\" Angus nodded, \"I wonder how many of the teachers know of this?\"\n\n\"A few, only in passing,\" Thomas answered, \"I've heard a few whispers too...but I think it has something to do with the parents of Timothy and Oliver.\"\n\n\"Guys,\" Shinji interjected, \"Hearing of these things...I might have to do some digging but Brett might have found out who the really bullies are in our class.\"\n\n\"But what are we going to do to make sure others don't get hurt?\" Angus neighed, \"And Brett has a point, we really don't know why they treat Dominick like that or why the principal doesn't intervene.\"\n\n\"I'm still afraid to tell 'Pastie' about it,\" Brett sighed but thinking about it, \"Because they might go after her too.\"\n\n\"Mind if we join in?\" Emily chirped softly, \"Why is it so hush-hush over here...oh, hi Thomas and Shinji.\"\n\n\"You sure you want to hear?\" Brett whispered softly, \"We think it's pretty bad.\" Emily squeaked and looked around, then slowly nodded as she scooted in.\n\n\"What's going on?\" Emily asked softly.\n\n\"Well Emily-sama,\" Shinji started to speak, \"Brett saw his bully being bullied. We have no clue why it's happening or why the pricipal allows it to happen.\"\n\n\"But why would they randomly bully Dominick like that? Just because he's a mouse?\" Emily asked with deep concern.\"\n\n\"And of course Brett's guardian is a teacher so he's afraid of telling her, too,\" Angus neighed sadly.\n\n\"Brett, you might have to talk to Ms. Silverwing no matter,\" Emily hugged Brett gently, \"You boys are right...Brett might have stumbled onto something. Hopefully we can help Dominick out and find out why he's being bullied. Anyway Brett, Giselle and I can be there with you when you tell her tonight; I bet you're so confused about this you might not know how to tell anyone.\" Brett blushed deep red, still scared, but giving her a soft smile.\n\n\"Y-you and Giselle would do that?\" Brett mumbled.\n\n\"Brett, we've heard from Ms. Raffale and others that you have been courageous to not let those years of bullying get to you. If trying to help Dominick out is that challenging, we want to help,\" Emily nodded softly, \"You have good friends who are listening to you...and we can help too.\" Brett slowly nodded and gave Emily another hug as Giselle finally came over.\n\n\"Hey Brett, how's the kit doing?\" Giselle smiled as she sat on the other side.\n\n\"Sis, I think Brett needs our help,\" Emily quieted her, \"We've been having a serious discussion over what Brett saw this morning. Will you help Brett open up about this to Ms. Silverwing and our folks tonight?\"\n\n\"Brett, whatever you need our help for, we'll be there,\" Giselle smiled softly, \"I don't have to be Shinji to know that you're scared. You don't have to tell me till tonight, okay?\"\n\n\"Just promise your mom and dad doesn't allow Benito to hear about it,\" Brett mumbled, shaking again, \"He might be too young to fully understand this.\"\n\n\"You're right, Brett,\" Emily nodded, \"Maybe before supper then; mom doesn't allow Benito in the kitchen whens he finishes up.\" The six cubs nodded as they made a silent pact to help each other out. Their fears were well-founded - Brett had stumbled upon something that was very wrong and they needed to help him get the truth out. The rest of the lunch period consisted of the cubs trying to cheer Brett up, Giselle making sure he remembered that their dinner was also supposed to be a happy incidence. After all, she invited him to her folks' home because she liked him so much already.\n\nThankfully, none of the bullies ever heard a word from that conversation - if they found it, it would be because Brett and the others finally started to share what was happening. As the lunch period wrapped up, Brett was starting to feel more like himself. Those fears he experienced, however, still lingered. Knowing from experience, he couldn't leave it bottled up for too long. As he learned with that other time, he would start to get very depressed and despondent until he finally opened up about it. \"Pastie\" would coax that out of him eventually so perhaps that evening would be the best time as he'd have others who'd learn about what happened.\n\nThat afternoon was surprisingly quiet. Even though the bullies had no 'disciplinary session' that afternoon, they decided to leave Brett alone as the classes continued. Despite that, Brett still felt ill at ease at what he witnessed. It took all his effort to keep his mind in his classes - those thoughts and fears were welling up very fast. Brett knew that he would need to talk otherwise he could be driven mad. When classes finished, he slowly ambled down to \"Pastie's\" classroom and closed the door. She could tell right away that Brett was feeling very scared. After taking care of their after-class routine, Brett just had to speak.\n\n\"Um, 'Pastie?'\" Brett asked shyly, \"Do you think that our school has a dirty secret?\"\n\n\"What do you mean dear?\" 'Pastie' asked as she gave him a puzzled look.\n\n\"I-I saw something this morning that hasn't been making me feel good,\" Brett mumbled, \"and I can't figure out why.\"\n\n\"Mind telling me?\"\n\n\"Not here,\" Brett shook his head.\n\n\"Are you sure dear?\" \"Pastie\" asked Brett.\n\n\"I'm sure,\" Brett answered, \"I think I'm gonna need a lot of help on this one.\"\n\n\"Okay dear,\" \"Pastie\" nodded, \"When will we talk?\"\n\n\"Giselle and Emily know what's going on so...they want to help me tell you about it,\" Brett answered as the two started to pack up and head out for the day and over to the Fiorinos. \"Pastie\" had an unusual sense of empathy with Brett, able to feel his emotions and know what he was feeling. The feelings of fear and anxiety were permeating over to her and she felt scared too. With all the thoughts going through their minds, it was a very quiet ride from school to the Fiorinos' home as the two were thinking about what was going on.\n\nAfter the girls got off the bus, they found their mom already hard at work getting the meat cooked for the ragu. Like Brett, they were very concerned over what was shared at the lunch table and much like Brett, their mom was pretty receptive to what was going on. As they got their aprons on and headed over, their mother paused and gave her daughters a serious expression.\n\n\"Darlings, what's going on?\" Lucette asked softly, \"I thought you two were happy the bambino is coming to meet us?\"\n\n\"We can't wait, mom,\" Emily nodded softly as Giselle got the spices, \"But Brett found out something he can't make sense of from this morning.\"\n\n\"Sorry mom, we promised to let Brett tell us this evening,\" Giselle interjected as Emily stirred the simmering sauce, \"It's pretty serious. Mind if he speaks before dinner?\"\n\n\"O-okay,\" Lucette nodded softly, \"I can shoo Benito out then while he talks. Your dad should be here shortly, too.\" The two girls nodded as they went about helping their mom make supper. They tried their best to let their joys of cooking take their minds away from what the cubs were discussing at lunch. However, they just couldn't get that out of their minds either...easily evidence by their lack of usual enthuasism for cooking. Lucette understood as she could read her daughters' expressions and actions, picking up the pace to help cover for them.\nGianluca arrived about the same time Brett and \"Pastie\" arrived at their place. However, Brett blushed as he remembered something as \"Pastie\" stopped the car.\n\n\"Um, 'Pastie?'\" Brett looked at the dragoness.\n\n\"Yes dear, is it about what we talked about?\"\n\n\"N-no...something the girls wanted me to do,\" Brett blushed as he showed her the note they gave him, \"They want me to be in just a tee and diaper. I-I think they are comfortable with me being little.\"\n\n\"Aww...better not disappoint them then,\" \"Pastie\" smiled as she tugged his shorts right off, \"And there we go, one little kit for two cute girls.\" Brett blushed furiosuly as she tossed his shorts into the back and opened the door for him.\n\n\"T-thanks 'Pastie,'\" Brett blushed as he hopped out of the car, his guardian in tow as anyone who cared to look would think he was just her little baby. As they made it to the door, Gianluca popped his head out and smiled.\n\n\"You must be Brett and Ms. Silverwing,\" the elder red panda smiled, \"Nice to meet you two.\"\n\n\"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Fiorino,\" Brett shyly smiled, offering a paw to shake.\n\n\"Aww, forgot your shorts there, mister?\" Gianluca teased Brett.\n\n\"N-no...your girls requested me to come like this,\" Brett mumbled softly as \"Pastie\" giggled a bit.\n\n\"You see Mr. Fiorino,\" \"Pastie\" giggled, \"Your daughters wanted everyone to see that Brett's a big toddler so he fulfilled their request.\"\n\n\"Seeing that shy smile there,\" Ginaluca smiled, \"I think your boy likes being little.\" Brett was still blushing, but he was right, Brett did like being a little fox kit as he was being ushered inside with \"Pastie.\"\n\n\"It doesn't bug you?\" Pastie asked softly.\n\n\"Nah,\" Gianluca smiled, \"I'm fine with him like that. Come on in, my mate and daughters should be finishing up with supper.\" The two nodded as they followed Gianluca into the large kitchen. As promised, the girls were helping their mom with the supper and upon seeing Brett, the two jumped right into Brett and gave him a big hug.\n\n\"H-hi you two,\" Brett blushed, \"I did what you wanted me to.\" The two looked down at Brett's bottom and nodded together with a big smile.\n\n\"Hehe, see mamma, Brett really is a [i]bambino[/i],\" the two girls cheered and giggled as he was presented to her.\n\n\"Uh...hello Mrs. Fiorino,\" Brett shyly waved at her, \"How are you?\"\n\n\"I am doing well,\" Lucette smiled, \"And my are you a sweet little boy.\" Lucette inspected Brett from head to toe and rubbed her chin for a bit. She was thinking over and about the boy her girls brought home. She wanted to give Brett a play-scalding but remembering what the girls had mentioned, she decided to let him off the hook. Even so, she gave the girls an approving smile and patted Brett's head.\n\n\"And please, you can call me Patricia,\" \"Pastie\" nodded, \"I'm his guardian...but to be honest, I do feel like his mom.\" The girls nodded and giggled, both of them knowing her nickname but deciding to be respectful, \"Anyway, pleseantries aside, Brett told me he had something serious to share.\"\n\n\"My girls told me about it,\" Lucette nodded, \"It sounds pretty serious and the girls shooed their brother to his room so we're good to talk. Gian dear, let's talk in the dining room.\" Her mate gave a nod as everyone went over to the dining area. Brett was starting to get visually nervous again as he sat down with the twins on each side of him. They were nervous too, but each of them held one of his paws and gave him supporting smiles. Brett blushed as he felt their eyes on him.\n\n\"Brett dear, what's on your mind?\" \"Pastie\" asked her kit out of concern. There was a pause for a few minutes. His fear started to well up as he tried to think of the words to describe what he heard. Brett almost didn't want to share what he heard...but as he felt \"Pastie's\" gaze on him again he knew he had no choice. Besides, Giselle and Emily were holding his paws and steadying him so he could speak up.\n\n\"Okay,\" Brett nodded, \"While I was waiting on the nurse for my mid-morning change, I saw the mouse Dominick being beaten up by his buddies. I was hearing stuff about making him stay quiet about something as they were outside of the principal's office. This was the time they were schedule for a 'disciplinary session' with the principal...but they weren't in his office. It doesn't make an once of sense to me...and from what my friends told me it might have something to do with Timothy and Oliver's folks.\"\n\n\"M-my word,\" Gianluca started to tremble; not out of fear but out of anger, \"That animal! If he's supposed to be helping them, why is he allowing it?\"\n\n\"The counselor is close to him and also keeps hush about it,\" Emily answered, \"And Dominick is probably too scared to open up about it.\"\n\n\"Still, why does he allow that to happen?\" Brett asked nervously.\n\n\"Brett, there could be many reasons,\" Gianluca nodded, \"Hate to say they are like anyone else in authority - they can abuse their power or do very bad things to students and get away with it. In this case, it could be as simple as he's allowing your mouse acquaintance to be beat up but it could be more than that. I wish I could give you some insight on that.\"\n\n\"I hate to say it,\" Brett mumbled, \"But the best way would be to get Dominick to stand up to Timothy and Oliver and tell everyone. But given everyone thinks he's a bully they might not believe him either.\" However, Brett was afraid that Dominick was so scared to reveal it in cause his mother or others were also bullied like he was.\n\n\"You might be right,\" \"Pastie\" nodded.\n\n\"Thank you for bringing this up, Brett,\" Lucette nodded, \"I know something like this is tough for young ears and eyes to understand...and even tougher to speak up and tell something.\"\n\n\"I just want Giselle and Emily to be safe from those bullies,\" Brett blurted out loud, blushing as he heard the words, \"I care about my friends...\" The two girls blushed as they looked at Brett, then at their mom and dad.\n\n\"Brett? Are you okay?\" the girls asked Brett in unison as they heard him speak. Brett looked at the two and nodded, the girls giving him a tender hug and smile.\n\n\"Well...\" \"Pastie\" sighed softly, \"Hopefully we'll come up with something to get the truth out there but...I'm getting a little depressed myself from this.\"\n\n\"You're right Patricia,\" Lucette nodded, \"I think we've shared about as much as we can right now. I think our supper is waiting for us.\" Everyone softly nodded as they went up to get the table ready. Brett went right away to help get the plates out, slowly getting back into a more normal mood as he sat place settings out for seven. The two girls watched Brett help them out and giggled softly. They were just enjoying their big toddler being a big helper. It helped break the serious mood of the dining room as Lucette shooed her girls to help her with the bread and glasses.\n\n\"Brett,\" Gianluca patted his shoulder, \"I am wondering, the girls mentioned you don't share a class with them so how did you meet?\"\n\n\"I, well, I see them at lunchtime,\" Brett mumbled softly, feeling shy around their father, \"But it was in music class where I saw and heard how pretty Giselle is. Does Emily have the same singing voice too?\"\n\n\"We have to check hair color to see which is which,\" Gianluca chuckled, \"They sound and sing exactly the same so if you can't see them, you can't tell which one is singing.\"\n\n\"Eye color works, too,\" Brett giggled sheepishly as he sat out the silverware.\n\n\"I forgot that,\" Gianluca smiled, \"Giselle has silver eyes and Emily has baby blue eyes...but they both talk about a fox kit with cute brown eyes it seems.\" Brett just stood their embarassed as Gianluca talked about how his daughters fawned over him already. The kit was so frozen that Gianluca as well as \"Pastie\" were studying his reactions. The awkward silence was only broken up as \"Pastie\" flicked his nose with her pawdigit.\n\n\"Better unfreeze him there Mr. Fiorino,\" \"Pastie\" smiled, \"Don't want to change him before and after supper.\" Brett blushed as he finally regained his bearings and finished up the table as Gianluca smiled and chuckled.\n\n\"Please, you can call me Gianluca; my mate's Lucette,\" Gianluca smiled, \"And it looks like your kit is head over heels already with my two girls. I think they'll like seeing him at the park as much as they can.\" \"Pastie\" noddled and smiled as she sat Brett down at the table. First a serious and morose subject - now the father of his friends teasing him for already being attracted to them. Poor Brett couldn't relax much as Lucette popped out and smiled.\n\n\"Everyone good with lemonade?\"\n\n\"Sound good to us,\" \"Pastie\" smiled and nodded, speaking for her kit as the girls started to bring out the food.\n\n\"What's up with Brett?\" Giselle giggled, \"He looks like a statue from a cubs' store.\" Brett groaned as more paternal and maternal giggles where heard in the room.\n\n\"We're just embarrassing him here,\" Gianluca smiled, \"You girls go get your brother and tell him it's time for dinner.\" The two nodded as they went up stairs to get Benito from his room.\n\n\"So Patricia,\" Lucette smiled as she sat down , \"How did you become Brett's mom?\"\n\n\"I apologize,\" \"Pastie\" quickly answered, \"That's a subject I don't like talking about in front of Brett. It was pretty traumatic for both of us, him especially. I can talk about it in private, but it's not good table conversation.\"\n\n\"I understand,\" Lucette nodded as the adults all sat down.\n\n\"But I really cared about Brett and his folks were my friends,\" \"Pastie\" smiled, \"I didn't want him to be alone so I took him in. I never regretted it.\"\n\n\"That's wonderful,\" Gianluca smiled as he brought the parmesean cheese over for the table, \"It's so wonderful when love overcomes adversity. And seeing Brett's affections for you, you make a good pair together.\" The two blushed as they looked at each other. Just then Benito hopped on down and make a silly face at Brett as he saw the big toddler, then sat at the table next to Brett, making a silly face at his sisters.\n\n\"First date! No girls!\" Benito chimed in with a mischievous smile as Gianluca chuckled.\n\n\"Careful young ladies, I think Benito is trying to chaperone for you two,\" Gianluca smiled.\n\n\"Benito!\" the girls whined, \"We sit next to him at lunch...why not here?\" Lucette and \"Pastie\" smiled and \"Pastie\" ruffled her kit's hair.\n\n\"I think I found the perfect brother for you,\" \"Pastie\" giggled and teased Brett, \"Keeps you out of trouble from girls.\" The two girls groaned again as they all got situated at the table. After saying a little blessing, Lucette served everyone some linguine and sauce for the first course, keeping the plates small for everyone. Brett smelled the pasta and smiled, though he couldn't tell who did what, but he enjoyed the smell and smiled.\n\n\"You and Giselle made the sauce?\" Brett asked Emily cutely. Giselle pouted and fussed as Brett specifically asked the question to Emily.\n\n\"We did season it, silly,\" Giselle, \"But mom did most of the work today.\"\n\n\"Girls,\" Gianluca chuckled as he sprinkled cheese on the pasta, \"We made supper. You know what I taught you; the whole family makes ragu together. We are all the cooks.\" The two girls blushed as Brett enjoyed the first few morsels of the pasta.\n\n\"Um, Brett?\" Giselle cooed softly at the kit, \"What do you like to do for fun besides playing house with Ms. Silverwing?\" \"Pastie\" and Brett blushed at Giselle's question.\n\n\"Well...I like to build models,\" Brett nodded shyly, \"Shinji helps me get the models to build and all. I also helped building our family computers and making some fun doodads.\"\n\n\"An engineer in the making?\" Gianluca smiled.\n\n\"Maybe,\" Brett shrugged, \"I like to cook, too...but you silly girls didn't allow me to help you today. Hope you invite me back over so I can make you some hibachi.\" Gianluca and Lucette chuckled and nodded at Brett.\n\n\"I do remember that from last night,\" Lucette smirked at the girls, \"He held up his end of your deal it seems...you two however didn't let him cook.\"\n\n\"Sorry mom,\" the girls apologized at the same time, \"We just had the big talk about Brett's bully problem so we both forgot.\"\n\n\"It's okay you two,\" Brett smiled, \"Don't worry about making it up to me either.\" \"Pastie\" awwed and nodded in approval.\n\n\"Thanks, Brett,\" the two blushed and smiled.\n\n\"Oh, silly boy, did you forget about your artwork or all the pretty jewelry you make for my website?\" \"Pastie\" grinned at Brett.\n\n\"'Pastie!'\" Brett fussed, \"Now you're gonna make me sound like I'm their sister!\" Gianluca chuckled as he finished up his pasta.\n\n\"As you can see, my little guy doesn't like talking about his sketchbook or jewelry making,\" \"Pastie\" chuckled, \"I help him with the flamework - just don't ask me to use my fire breath for cooking though. Is why Brett is the cook.\"\n\n\"Otherwise 'Pastie' would be doing takeout every night,\" Brett teased his guardian, watching her blush.\n\n\"Drawing though?\" Giselle smiled, \"What do you like to do?\"\n\n\"He doesn't show anyone,\" \"Pastie'\" answered, \"He hides his book too well in his desk in Ms. Raffale's room. Dominick and the others found one of his books and tore it up so he's intent on protecting his 'exhibits.'\" Brett groaned a bit as they all finished up the first course and Emily served everyone minestrone and veal. The girls could tell that Brett was digging in and enjoying all the food they had made.\n\n\"Anything Brett doesn't like to eat?\" Lucette smiled as she watched Brett eating.\n\n\"He can eat about anything you make him,\" \"Pastie\" chuckled, \"But perhaps a little bit about you two. Brett mentioned that you came from Italy.\"\n\n\"Mhmm, we used to live around Florence,\" Gianluca nodded, \"I am a mechanical engineer and I was working at a car factory. Moved over here because there were better opportunities for me to work some magic on cars. Fixing them though...my mate makes fun of me for fumbling even a single wrench.\"\n\n\"I'm a stay at home mom,\" Lucette answered, \"But it's because I can telecommute while running my business. I am in insurance and I have a large region to manage. It' can get stressful though since it is insurance but it's great that I can work from home and spoil Gian with my cooking.\"\n\n\"Sounds interesting,\" \"Pastie\" nodded, \"More interesting than teaching kindergarten and all your kids using your nickname.\" Brett and the girls giggled at \"Pastie,\" know the reason for the nickname.\n\n\"Before you ask,\" Brett blushed, \"Her nickname comes from the fact she can be as big of a hatchling as I am a kit. We both have medical issues which necessitates it...and we both embraced it too.\" The adults all blushed, but Gianluca smiled and nodded at Brett and \"Pastie.\"\n\n\"In this house, you don't need to hide that about yourself Patricia,\" Gianluca smiled, \"If you're not ashamed of it, I'm not going to judge you. Seems to be a shock one can be this open...but I like to see how people can express themselves.\"\n\n\"So...if I like this, the girls are gonna make sure I come here all the time with no pants?\" Brett blushed furiously, the two girls giggling and nodding their heads.\n\n\"I think my girls like that idea,[i] bambino[/i],\" Lucette giggled.\n\n\"W-well...enough about me, I think I have two girls who need to share in the blushing,\" Brett mumbled softly as they ate, \"So, what do you two like doing?\"\n\n\"Singing!\" the two chimed in.\n\n\"I can tell that,\" Brett nodded softly as Lucette changed out the plates and food, preparing their dessert, \"Anything else you like doing?\"\n\n\"I like to read just about anything,\" Emily nodded, \"I also love science and treehouses and cartoons.\"\n\n\"Anything I'd like to watch?\"\n\n\"Like preschool cartoons?\" Giselle teased Emily with the question, blushing further when Brett nodded his head.\n\n\"Big talk from my twin,\" Emily stuck her tongue out, \"I catch you watching those shows and cooing like a cub.\"\n\n\"Uh huh, says the sister who fantasizes being taken care of by Brett like he tends to Ms. Silverwing.\" Brett blushed bright red as Giselle pointed that out to Emily...though in the back of Giselle's mind, she was hiding that she was big hypocrite for saying only Emily wanted that.\n\n\"Yeah Ms. I Play with Dolls!\" Emily teased as Brett listened into the twins' bickering. The two kept bickering back and forth for a few minutes. Realizing that the two were trying to make the other seem too immature for Brett, he decided to take things into his own paws and leaned over to Gianluca.\n\n\"Am I hearing things or are your girls fussing over who likes me more?\" Brett blushed as he asked him.\n\n\"For a 10 year old kit, I think you got the hammer on the nail,\" Gianluca whispered back, \"I think you have twins who both have a crush on you.\" Brett blushed furiously over that remark. He too, had a crush on both girls. But being in a mostly sane world, he was raised to only ask one to be a girlfriend....but if they both liked him that much, maybe he could see how it goes.\n\n\"Girls...Em, Giselle?\" Brett asked shyly, \"Do you two have less juvenile things you like?\" The two blushed as they realized he was ignoring their bickering. When they stopped, Lucette chuckled at the two girls.\n\n\"I love writing and poetry,\" Giselle smiled softly, \"I can also play the flute? If you go into band, what would you pick?\"\n\n\"Well...'Pastie' managed to keep a saxophone and clarinet my folks had for me. I'll choose...or perhaps I'll learn both,\" Brett answered.\n\n\"Dad's been trying to get me to play the trombone,\" Emily blushed, \"But dad can't see that my arms are too short...so I've taken my mom's advice and play trumpet.\" \n\n\"Looks like we might have a little band here, little guy,\" \"Pastie\" smiled at Brett.\n\n\"I like history and biology too,\" Giselle smiled as she giggled at the shy kit, \"I also like to bike sometimes.\"\n\n\"Might have to juggle playdates if you both have different interests,\" Brett blushed softly at the two as tiramisu was being served out.\n\n\"I bet you three can find things you all can enjoy together,\" Gianluca smiled as the group started to share dessert, \"Wonder if my girls think of you as a younger me.\" The two girls stuck their tongues out at their dad as they ate dessert. Meanwhile, Brett was feeling a little subconscious as he finished up, wiggling a bit. But he was being polite as he waited for everyone to finish up.\n\n\"Mind if Brett and I stay for a little longer?\" \"Pastie\" smiled, \"I'd like to just sit down and chat with you two.\"\n\n\"Why not?\" Lucette smiled, \"You two are very interesting and I'd love to share coffee and photos. You kiddos think you can behave yourselves with the [i]bambino[/i]?\" The girls blushed as they knew Lucette was taking to them and not Benito.\n\n\"We'll be good mamma,\" the twins answered as they noticed Brett getting up.\n\n\"Mrs. Fiorino, may I be excused?\" Brett asked as he went to wash up. Even if Brett didn't tell anyone, \"Pastie\" and Lucette both knew Brett had a few necessities to take care of.\n\n\"You're excused,\" Lucette smiled, \"the bathroom is upstairs and first door to the right.\" Brett blushed as he picked up his bag and ambled up stairs. The two girls though grinned to each other and also went to wash up. The two then tip-toed upstairs to follow Brett. Though the directions were pretty easy to follow, Brett was too taken in enjoying the scenery on the upstairs floor. It really felt like an Italian villa in the decor and atmosphere. Before he really could enjoy the area though, he felt two paws tugging on his diaper's waistband. Shocked, he turned around and found that Giselle and Emily followed him upstairs and gazing at him.\n\n\"Found the bathroom yet, Brett?\" Emily cooed softly at the kit, petting his cheek.\n\n\"I...uh...\" Brett tried to asnwer.\n\n\"Come with us,\" Giselle smiled, \"We've changed Benito a few times so I don't think there's any harm with changing you. Come with us.\" Brett was beyond embarrassed as the two girls ushered him further down the hall till they showed him their room. It wasn't overly girly but it had plenty of girly touches and pink and purple with enough green to make it feel like the rest of the house. At least the two weren't lying about diaper-changing experiences.\n\n\"Aww, Bretty-poo all shy and trying to be a good boy?\" Emily teased Brett as the two girls tugged him in.\n\n\"Don't worry, Brett, we'll be good girls,\" Giselle smiled as she gently laid him on Emily's bed, petting his tummy. Emily smiled as she tickled his feet, watching him squirm and giggle as he peed some more. Giselle watched him wet with interest, seeing the padding swell and pawing it softly. Brett blushed softly as the girls were getting a little feely with him.\n\n\"You sure you two have changed your brother before?\" Brett asked, blushing hard as Giselle felt his wet padding and Emily was now blowing raspberries on his tummy, making him wiggle even more.\n\n\"We have,\" Giselle smiled as she traced the cute baby foxes on the taping panel, \"See, when he was in kindergarten, he had a serious bedwetting problem that went into daytime.\"\n\n\"Those pull-ups didn't do any good,\" Emily nodded as she slowly started to peel the tapes off Brett's diaper, \"So the doc told us to get diapers for Benito and of all people, little brother want us to change him. I think it's because he likes to tease us about playing mommy with him all time.\" Brett would have chuckled at the remark if it wasn't for the fact the two were starting to take his diaper off. He was just too embarrassed as the girls were going to take a peek at him as they dug into his bag and found his wipes and pulled the front down.\n\n\"Though...I think Benito likes them too,\" Giselle giggled softly, \"I catch him trying to drink too much water so he'd have an excuse for them again. To be honest though...I might like changing you more than I did him. He was always pouting and fussing at us.\"\n\n\"Ehee,\" Brett tried to reply to the girls as the two started to clean him up, cooing and blushing as they saw his exposed sheath, \"Does he try to get anyone to buy diapers for him or is he too shy?\"\n\n\"Or his sisters are too smart and see right through that stinker's ploys,\" Emily smirked as she got Brett to lift his legs by tickling his sides, allowing her to clean his bottom up. Giselle decided to really make sure he was cleaned as she cleaned the tip of his sheath. Brett blushed hard as the tip of his member started to peek out.\n\n\"Is that because you get to see my little member down there?\" Brett blushed and mumbled as the two balled up the soggy diaper and put it into the disposable bag he had in the bag, \"Or that you two get to explore me while I'm all in your paws?\" The two girls blushed, trying to hide their smiles from Brett as they went to lotion him down.\n\"M-maybe?\" Giselle blushed softly, \"But those warm looks you give us and the fact you like being changed makes this more fun.\" As the two lotioned him down, they tried hard not to get him aroused, cooing softly as they petted and messaged lotion on him.\n\n\"D-do you like these cubby designs? I thought diapers for grown-ups were plain and all,\" Emily blushed as she wiggled the fresh baby blue diaper under him.\n\n\"Some are,\" Brett blushed, \"But these are good diapers...and I'm a big 'Piddlekit' as 'Pastie' calls me during my changes. Plus...I like the cute designs and the feeling that no one is too little for diapers.\" The two girls awwed and smiled in approval; they both were already curious enough. But the fact that Brett told them he felt no one was too little for them really made them blush.\n\n\"Why do you call your mom \"Pastie?\" Emily asked shyly as Giselle powdered him up.\n\n\"It's affectionate,\" Brett blushed as the two jointly pulled the front of the diaper up at the same time, \"I suppose I have some lovey-dovey feelings for my roostmate. And she actually likes me calling her \"Pastie,\" too since it's my pet name for her.\"\n\n\"Might have two girls get jealous of you then,\" Giselle cooed and booped Brett's nose, \"But seeing how you two take good care of each other, I don't mind it.\"\n\n\"Can I tell you two a secret?\"\n\n\"S-sure,\" Emily nodded as the girls taped him in and at the same time, both girls kissed his diapered front.\n\n\"I-I do want to roost with 'Pastie' like a grown-up but...I told her it's only after I am ready for someone my age,\" Brett blushed deep red as the girls sat next to him, helping him up.\n\n\"Don't have to use cutesy terms for it,\" Giselle blushed, \"Mamma and dad told us about birds and bees.\"\n\n\"Brett, I was the more reluctant one when watching you change 'Pastie' this morning,\" Emily confessed, \"But seeing you two making sure the other is cared for really got to my maternal side. I think you two should do that if you'd like. But I'm tickled that you want to experience it first with someone your own age.\" Brett blushed hard as Emily answered him, the girls gazing into his brown eyes. All their heartbeats were syncing up as the three cuddled together, all of them blushing bright red from Brett's confession.\n\n\"And...when I do share myself with someone my age, I want it with someone I fall in love with,\" Brett blushed more, \"Because as 'Pastie' taught me, it's the greatest expression of love.\" The two girls blushed again as they looked at each other. \"Your dad and I both know you're trying to one-up each other as who's the closer friend.\"\n\n\"W-wow...\" Giselle gulped, \"Most boys would miss that completely.\"\n\n\"How did the little guy catch on?\" Emily asked teasingly.\n\n\"My mom's a teacher and a girl, remember,\" Brett giggled softly, \"I see lots of girly cues and arguments.\" The two girls were surprised about how well Brett caught on to their fussing and bickering. That probably made him stand out against all the boys in their grade and of course, hard to keep a secret from him, \"Giselle, Emily, if you two are both really having a crush on me, please be honest. I don't like being in a middle of a tug-o-war; I get that enough from Dominick and his cohorts.\"\n\n\"B-Brett,\" Emily cooed softly as she gazed at Brett, leaning in as she nuzzled on his cheek. Giselle was doing the same thing at that point, Brett deeply murring from the two sharing their affections towards him, \"I can't believe you can read us like that...\"\n\n\"I'm not psychic,\" Brett blushed, \"But I can feel your emotions rather easily. You two sure you can share me if it's more than friends?\" The two looked at each other again and blushed, then looked at Brett one more time.\n\"Well, Brett, you might be right,\" Giselle blushed, \"Maybe my sister and I need to figure that out because I really do feel quite a bit for you already and I think she does too.\" Emily nodded in agreement as she gently nudged her long brunette hair back, nuzzling up to Brett again. The two girls then leaned right into Brett. They didn't know why they wanted to do it, but they both wanted to make Brett feel at home. Like magnetism, their lips found Brett's lips as they both hugged him. Brett was stunned as they both kissed and hugged him. While most guys would be jealous of two girls doing the same thing if romance was involved (or at least that's what Brett thought), he didn't feel like he was being divided up. He felt like the two were as one at that point and at the same time, he felt like a little bit of him was being radiated on the two girls. Such a sweet moment though was ended when Benito started to giggle and laugh wildly at the two sisters kissing on Brett.\n\n\"Eww, big sisters being bad!\" Benito giggled and pointed at the two.\n\n\"Benito!\" The sisters fussed, \"How long as you been peeking?\"\n\n\"Ever since the[i] bambino[/i] went up stairs,\" Benito chimed in, \"You two girls like to change cute boys, starting with me!\" The two groaned and threw their pillows at him.\n\n\"Brat!\" Emily fussed, \"You better not tattle on us!\"\n\n\"No kidding,\" Giselle protested, \"Mom and dad didn't intrude on us changing you!\" Benito was having too much fun picking on his sisters to bother tattling. About a moment later as Brett got off the bed, the two sisters pounced on and glomped Benito, making him squirm in their arms.\n\n\"My my, look what you two got into,\" Brett chuckled, \"I think 'Pastie' was right about Benito. He thought I was getting in trouble with girls.\" Benito nodded in agreement as the four kids started to cuddle and wrestle each other. The four enjoyed their little playtime until \"Pastie\" came upstairs and found them in the hallway, chuckling and shaking her head.\n\n\"Okay kids, I'm looking for a Mr. Brett, have you seen him?\" \"Pastie\" giggled and smiled. The two girls pointed at the fox in the middle of their cuddle pile and smiled.\n\n\"Here he is!\" the two smiled as they pointed him out.\n\n\"Looks like you were having fun down there,\" \"Pastie\" smiled, \"But it's time to go; tomorrow's Friday so you need your rest mister.\" The two girls groaned softly and pouted at \"Pastie\" as Brett got up and picked up his bag.\n\n\"Sorry Giselle and Emily,\" Brett looked sad as he told them, \"She's still a teacher and she still enforces school day curfew.\"\n\n\"Find the bathroom up here?\" \"Pastie\" teased Brett, \"Or did two good caretakers give you a paw?\" Everyone but \"Pastie\" and Benito blushed and groaned.\n\n\"W-would you be made if we changed your kit?\" Giselle asked \"Pastie,\" feeling disappointed that they might have done something wrong.\n\n\"Aww...you know what?\" \"Pastie\" smiled, \"You two have my permission to change him whenever you like.\" Brett blushed and hid himself in \"Pastie's\" scales as dragoness and kit went downstairs. On the way out, Gianluca and Lucette were waiting at the door for the two. They both had smiles on their faces as they hugged Brett and patted his head.\n\n\"I hope I've been a good boy,\" Brett blushed softly, \"And hope I'm a good friend for your girls.\"\n\n\"Aww, the [i]bambino[/i] wants to be a good boy doesn't he?\" Lucette smiled and giggles, \"I might not know what you were all playing upstairs but you are a good little guy to have around.\"\n\n\"If they were ready for a boyfriend and it was you,\" Gianluca smiled, \"I would be happy to approve of it.\"\n\n\"Both of them?\" Brett blushed furiously, \"Even if they were ready, I think they need to figure that out first.\" Gianluca noddled and smiled.\n\n\"Good point, it's tough to share just one boy,\" Gianluca nodded, \"But why not come out to play with them at the park all weekend. Actually...since you have our number, just call if you want to come over.\" Brett blushed and looked up at \"Pastie\" in confusion. It felt almost too easy that their dad would allow him to call and be with Giselle and Emily all he wanted.\n\n\"Sensing something, are we?\" \"Pastie\" asked Gianluca and Lucette, \"This guy needs some time to know how he feels too.\"\n\n\"Like all pasta, all good things take time,\" Lucette smiled as the kit and dragoness started to head on out to their car. On the way out, Brett was both puzzled and euphoric about his evening with Giselle and Emily's family. He just didn't know why their parents were so accepting of him...but at the same time, he felt so free playing around with the girls and their brother and letting the girls change him like that. It just felt right to him as \"Pastie\" helped him into the car, listening to Brett coo softly as she turned the ignition on.\n\n\"Hope they have lots of bug repellent,\" Brett blushed, \"Especially if they love to hike in the woods.\" \"Pastie\" warmly smiled and patted Brett's head as they started to head on home.","writing_bbcode_parsed":""A Ragu Affair"

Both the Fiorino girls were feeling rather embarrassed as they went to class.  They both professed to Brett's guardian that they really like him in front of Brett and from what they saw, they were mutual feelings.  It seemed that 'Pastie' was happy the two wanted to be close friends with her kit.  As they sat down, their teacher, Ms. Allman had let out a throaty chuckle as she noticed their reactions.  Being alligator, she couldn't chuckle or laugh like most girls so for most in the school, hearing her laugh at all was a surprise.

"Good morning girls," Ms. Allman smiled, "What's the occasion?"

"What occasion?" Giselle and Emily asked their teacher.

"You're here rather early and didn't take the bus," she nodded at the two, "Making sure you're ready for today's math test?"

"N-no," Giselle blushed furiously, "We were asking Brett if he...and Ms. Silverwing...could share dinner with our family."

"My sister's sweet on him and wants our folks to meet him," Emily blushed as she mumbled.

"Just me?" Giselle pouted, "I had to figure out what your commotion was last night only to find you are too."  The teacher shook her head at the two.

"Oh?  A little as you say, amore, brewing up with you two?"

"N-no!" both of the girls denied the accusation, "We just like him a lot."

"Well, don't get too head over heels you two," Ms. Allman chuckled as she passed out their graded assignments, "You still have my classes to do good on."  The two girls blushed as they checked over their English assignments, some "light" reading assigned to them the previous week. "But keep doing this good despite your daydream and I shouldn't have to worry."

"We won't slacken on our schoolwork," the two answered as the rest of the class started to stream into class.  Their own classroom was similar to Brett's in composition...but unlike Brett's class, didn't have any bullies or such so Ms. Allman had fewer worries in her school day.  When the morning bell rang and the pledge recited, the two girls began their normal school day.

Meanwhile, it seemed that Brett just couldn't get much of a break from his classmates.  Even before he could sit down, Dominick decided to trip him up so he landed nose first on the floor.

"What's the matter?  Teacher's pet can't even make to his seat on time?" Dominick laughed maliciously.

"You really think you'll ever get a rise out of me?" Brett glanced at the mouse just as Timothy stuck his long tongue out at Brett.

"We sure can!" Oliver smirked as he tried to gore Brett with his tusk...but once again, was stopped by Ms. Raffale.

"Heh, you'll never make it one second out of school since you're such a baby!" Dominick glared down at the kit and stepped on his paws.

"Not even morning bell and you three have already started?" Ms. Raffale glared at the three as she restrained them, "Do you need to see Dr. Limoges already?"  Instantly the three straightened up and groaned...though both Ms. Raffale and even Brett noticed an odd facial expression on Dominick - he had a twinge of fear when the principal was mentioned.

"N-no!" the three squeaked as she nudged them to their desks.

"Then show me better behavior then!" Ms. Raffale growled, bothered that after six years of elementary school they never learned that bullying Brett wasn't going to work.  Ms. Raffale then helped Brett up and to his seat, "Are you feeling alright dear?"

"I'm alright," Brett nodded at Ms. Raffale as he sat down in his seat, nursing his paws a little.

"Okay dear, that's good," Ms. Raffale nodded as the morning bell rang, turning her attention to the class, "Okay class, it's time our pledge, so please stand up."  The class stood up as their morning classes began.  Thankfully for Brett, the three bullies didn't pay Brett too much mind - Ms. Raffale was spending a lot of time making sure the three understood that they weren't doing very well on their assignments.  Along the way to gym class, Brett had a to take a quick break to the nurse's office to get changed.  As he waited for the nurse to open the door to give him a hand, he heard what appeared to be Dominick and his cohorts very nearby.  Since he had to wait, he slowly tip-toed over peeked at what was going on.  

Brett was aware on certain days they had to see the principal for disciplinary problems...however for as many years as he remembered, they were never expelled or suspended claiming that the parents would be an uproar.  As he peeked over, he saw Dominick getting pushed around by Oliver as Timothy glared at him.  "What is this?" Brett was thinking as he saw the odd circumstance.  Everyone at school thought Dominick was the main bully so to see him being bullied himself was contradictory to what the known perception was.  But then...something else came to his mind.

Dominick's mom to his observations was the polar opposite.  She was a paramedic who often helped the nurse with health and safety topics at school on top of running a clinic down the road for a few doctors.  Whenever his mom was around, Brett noticed that he was well behaved and polite - everyone knew that she didn't stand for bullies and if she knew her own child was a bully she would have been heartbroken.  But with the sight of him being bullied by Timothy and Oliver started to make Brett wonder if instead of hiding that he was the bully...he was trying to hide from his mother that he was coerced into being a bully by the real bullies.

"Now little mouseboy, are you going to keep quiet about this?" Timothy wriggled his long tongue at the mouse.

"I-I don't know any more?" Dominick sqeaked in panic as Oliver shoved him to the wall, "Don't you think this is wrong of us to do this?" As the two were bullying Dominick, Brett couldn't believe that the principal couldn't hear all the ruckus Timothy and Oliver were making.  He didn't know that the nurse was ready for him as she tried to get his attention.  However, as surprised as Brett was, he nudged the nurse to take a look.

"If you tell you know what the principal is going to do!" Timothy sneered as Oliver pushed the mouse back into the wall.

"But why?  Why am I your patsy?" Dominick sqeaked.

"Because he won't kick us out and have us in juvenile detention for what we do if you keep doing what we want you to do," Oliver grunted angrily as he pinned the mouse under his weight.  By then the nurse was so disturbed by what she was seeing that she clucked in panic.

"Brett, wait here," the nurse requested, "looks like Dominick needs attention."  What happened afterward was a bit of a tussle.  The nurse had to wrestle down Timothy and Oliver so Dominick could escape.  However, when Dominick ran into Brett, he tried to resume his tough mouse routine as the kit shook his head.

"H-how long have they been doing that to you?" Brett asked in shock.

"S-since first grade when I guess..." Dominick sqeaked, but also shivering in fear; he was holding something back.  Both because of the blackmail Brett overheard but also since he really had no knowledge about

"Then why take it out on me?"

"It's because of those two," Dominick squeaked, "they've also threatened me, too."

"Then why don't you tell someone who's not the principal?" Brett inquired.

"I...can't" Dominick shook his head as the nurse ushered the mouse to her station to take care of Dominick's injuries.  Brett couldn't make sense of it...the reason for that behavior made no sense

"And bratty boy!" Timothy and Oliver yelled just as  a very loud knock was heard inside the principal's office as heard accompanied by a yelp, "You tell anyone about Dominick and you'll suffer!"  Brett just didn't know how to deal with it; seeing Dominick as he really was, he just wanted to help him so much.  However, his cohorts made a threat towards him and even if he could get Dominick to stand up to him, he'd still be outnumbered by the boar and aardvark.  As he made it to the lunch table, Angus could tell that his friend was distressed.  As could Brett's other friends, a short raccoon named Shinji and a Cavalier King Charles spaniel from the other class named Thomas.  They too noticed that Brett was feeling rather distant from them.

"Konichwa, Brett," Shinji bowed to Brett, "Angus called us over because you've been acting odd."

"Yeah, Angus ran into me after PE and made a quick comment about it," Thomas barked softly, "What's going on."  While Brett was threatned to keep quiet, he was also a very outspoken kit at times as well.  He nervously looked around the lunchroom looking for three bullies in earshot.

"Well," Brett spoke quietly, "On my way to the nurse's office, I found Dominick being beatned up by his cohorts.  Problem is there seems to be no reason for it."

"I thought Dominick was the real bully," Angus quietly neighed, "if what you said was true...this would be big news."

"No kidding...but right outside the principal's office during their 'disciplinary' session?" Thomas asked, "Isn't the purpose of them being there to get discipline from him?"

"That's what doesn't make sense to me," Brett replied.  "What's the point of those sessions if Dominick is just being beat up?"

"Sounds contrary to what they expect," Shinji nodded, "But what Brett says is accurate.  The counselor covers up things like the bullies' behavior." The others gasped in shock.  Shinji was the brains in the group and often could come up with insights based on the simplest observation or anecdote.  The little cogwheels in his mind started to whirl about as the others carried on.

"And of course," Brett added, "My guardian could be fired...or worse if I told her."

"Poor Brett," Angus nodded, "I wonder how many of the teachers know of this?"

"A few, only in passing," Thomas answered, "I've heard a few whispers too...but I think it has something to do with the parents of Timothy and Oliver."

"Guys," Shinji interjected, "Hearing of these things...I might have to do some digging but Brett might have found out who the really bullies are in our class."

"But what are we going to do to make sure others don't get hurt?" Angus neighed, "And Brett has a point, we really don't know why they treat Dominick like that or why the principal doesn't intervene."

"I'm still afraid to tell 'Pastie' about it," Brett sighed but thinking about it, "Because they might go after her too."

"Mind if we join in?" Emily chirped softly, "Why is it so hush-hush over here...oh, hi Thomas and Shinji."

"You sure you want to hear?" Brett whispered softly, "We think it's pretty bad."  Emily squeaked and looked around, then slowly nodded as she scooted in.

"What's going on?" Emily asked softly.

"Well Emily-sama," Shinji started to speak, "Brett saw his bully being bullied.  We have no clue why it's happening or why the pricipal allows it to happen."

"But why would they randomly bully Dominick like that?  Just because he's a mouse?" Emily asked with deep concern."

"And of course Brett's guardian is a teacher so he's afraid of telling her, too," Angus neighed sadly.

"Brett, you might have to talk to Ms. Silverwing no matter," Emily hugged Brett gently, "You boys are right...Brett might have stumbled onto something. Hopefully we can help Dominick out and find out why he's being bullied.  Anyway Brett, Giselle and I can be there with you when you tell her tonight; I bet you're so confused about this you might not know how to tell anyone."  Brett blushed deep red, still scared, but giving her a soft smile.

"Y-you and Giselle would do that?" Brett mumbled.

"Brett, we've heard from Ms. Raffale and others that you have been courageous to not let those years of bullying get to you.  If trying to help Dominick out is that challenging, we want to help," Emily nodded softly, "You have good friends who are listening to you...and we can help too."  Brett slowly nodded and gave Emily another hug as Giselle finally came over.

"Hey Brett, how's the kit doing?" Giselle smiled as she sat on the other side.

"Sis, I think Brett needs our help," Emily quieted her, "We've been having a serious discussion over what Brett saw this morning.  Will you help Brett open up about this to Ms. Silverwing and our folks tonight?"

"Brett, whatever you need our help for, we'll be there," Giselle smiled softly, "I don't have to be Shinji to know that you're scared.  You don't have to tell me till tonight, okay?"

"Just promise your mom and dad doesn't allow Benito to hear about it," Brett mumbled, shaking again, "He might be too young to fully understand this."

"You're right, Brett," Emily nodded, "Maybe before supper then; mom doesn't allow Benito in the kitchen whens he finishes up."  The six cubs nodded as they made a silent pact to help each other out.  Their fears were well-founded - Brett had stumbled upon something that was very wrong and they needed to help him get the truth out.  The rest of the lunch period consisted of the cubs trying to cheer Brett up, Giselle making sure he remembered that their dinner was also supposed to be a happy incidence.  After all, she invited him to her folks' home because she liked him so much already.

Thankfully, none of the bullies ever heard a word from that conversation - if they found it, it would be because Brett and the others finally started to share what was happening.  As the lunch period wrapped up, Brett was starting to feel more like himself.  Those fears he experienced, however, still lingered.  Knowing from experience, he couldn't leave it bottled up for too long.  As he learned with that other time, he would start to get very depressed and despondent until he finally opened up about it.  "Pastie" would coax that out of him eventually so perhaps that evening would be the best time as he'd have others who'd learn about what happened.

That afternoon was surprisingly quiet.  Even though the bullies had no 'disciplinary session' that afternoon, they decided to leave Brett alone as the classes continued.  Despite that, Brett still felt ill at ease at what he witnessed.  It took all his effort to keep his mind in his classes - those thoughts and fears were welling up very fast.  Brett knew that he would need to talk otherwise he could be driven mad.  When classes finished, he slowly ambled down to "Pastie's" classroom and closed the door.  She could tell right away that Brett was feeling very scared.  After taking care of their after-class routine, Brett just had to speak.

"Um, 'Pastie?'" Brett asked shyly, "Do you think that our school has a dirty secret?"

"What do you mean dear?" 'Pastie' asked as she gave him a puzzled look.

"I-I saw something this morning that hasn't been making me feel good," Brett mumbled, "and I can't figure out why."

"Mind telling me?"

"Not here," Brett shook his head.

"Are you sure dear?" "Pastie" asked Brett.

"I'm sure," Brett answered, "I think I'm gonna need a lot of help on this one."

"Okay dear," "Pastie" nodded, "When will we talk?"

"Giselle and Emily know what's going on so...they want to help me tell you about it," Brett answered as the two started to pack up and head out for the day and over to the Fiorinos.  "Pastie" had an unusual sense of empathy with Brett, able to feel his emotions and know what he was feeling.  The feelings of fear and anxiety were permeating over to her and she felt scared too.  With all the thoughts going through their minds, it was a very quiet ride from school to the Fiorinos' home as the two were thinking about what was going on.

After the girls got off the bus, they found their mom already hard at work getting the meat cooked for the ragu.  Like Brett, they were very concerned over what was shared at the lunch table and much like Brett, their mom was pretty receptive to what was going on.  As they got their aprons on and headed over, their mother paused and gave her daughters a serious expression.

"Darlings, what's going on?" Lucette asked softly, "I thought you two were happy the bambino is coming to meet us?"

"We can't wait, mom," Emily nodded softly as Giselle got the spices, "But Brett found out something he can't make sense of from this morning."

"Sorry mom, we promised to let Brett tell us this evening," Giselle interjected as Emily stirred the simmering sauce, "It's pretty serious.  Mind if he speaks before dinner?"

"O-okay," Lucette nodded softly, "I can shoo Benito out then while he talks.  Your dad should be here shortly, too."  The two girls nodded as they went about helping their mom make supper.  They tried their best to let their joys of cooking take their minds away from what the cubs were discussing at lunch.  However, they just couldn't get that out of their minds either...easily evidence by their lack of usual enthuasism for cooking.  Lucette understood as she could read her daughters' expressions and actions, picking up the pace to help cover for them.
Gianluca arrived about the same time Brett and "Pastie" arrived at their place.  However, Brett blushed as he remembered something as "Pastie" stopped the car.

"Um, 'Pastie?'" Brett looked at the dragoness.

"Yes dear, is it about what we talked about?"

"N-no...something the girls wanted me to do," Brett blushed as he showed her the note they gave him, "They want me to be in just a tee and diaper.  I-I think they are comfortable with me being little."

"Aww...better not disappoint them then," "Pastie" smiled as she tugged his shorts right off, "And there we go, one little kit for two cute girls."  Brett blushed furiosuly as she tossed his shorts into the back and opened the door for him.

"T-thanks 'Pastie,'" Brett blushed as he hopped out of the car, his guardian in tow as anyone who cared to look would think he was just her little baby.  As they made it to the door, Gianluca popped his head out and smiled.

"You must be Brett and Ms. Silverwing," the elder red panda smiled, "Nice to meet you two."

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Fiorino," Brett shyly smiled, offering a paw to shake.

"Aww, forgot your shorts there, mister?" Gianluca teased Brett.

"N-no...your girls requested me to come like this," Brett mumbled softly as "Pastie" giggled a bit.

"You see Mr. Fiorino," "Pastie" giggled, "Your daughters wanted everyone to see that Brett's a big toddler so he fulfilled their request."

"Seeing that shy smile there," Ginaluca smiled, "I think your boy likes being little."  Brett was still blushing, but he was right, Brett did like being a little fox kit as he was being ushered inside with "Pastie."

"It doesn't bug you?" Pastie asked softly.

"Nah," Gianluca smiled, "I'm fine with him like that.  Come on in, my mate and daughters should be finishing up with supper."  The two nodded as they followed Gianluca into the large kitchen.  As promised, the girls were helping their mom with the supper and upon seeing Brett, the two jumped right into Brett and gave him a big hug.

"H-hi you two," Brett blushed, "I did what you wanted me to." The two looked down at Brett's bottom and nodded together with a big smile.

"Hehe, see mamma, Brett really is a bambino," the two girls cheered and giggled as he was presented to her.

"Uh...hello Mrs. Fiorino," Brett shyly waved at her, "How are you?"

"I am doing well," Lucette smiled, "And my are you a sweet little boy." Lucette inspected Brett from head to toe and rubbed her chin for a bit.  She was thinking over and about the boy her girls brought home.  She wanted to give Brett a play-scalding but remembering what the girls had mentioned, she decided to let him off the hook.  Even so, she gave the girls an approving smile and patted Brett's head.

"And please, you can call me Patricia," "Pastie" nodded, "I'm his guardian...but to be honest, I do feel like his mom."  The girls nodded and giggled, both of them knowing her nickname but deciding to be respectful, "Anyway, pleseantries aside, Brett told me he had something serious to share."

"My girls told me about it," Lucette nodded, "It sounds pretty serious and the girls shooed their brother to his room so we're good to talk.  Gian dear, let's talk in the dining room."  Her mate gave a nod as everyone went over to the dining area.  Brett was starting to get visually nervous again as he sat down with the twins on each side of him.  They were nervous too, but each of them held one of his paws and gave him supporting smiles.  Brett blushed as he felt their eyes on him.

"Brett dear, what's on your mind?" "Pastie" asked her kit out of concern.  There was a pause for a few minutes. His fear started to well up as he tried to think of the words to describe what he heard.  Brett almost didn't want to share what he heard...but as he felt "Pastie's" gaze on him again he knew he had no choice.  Besides, Giselle and Emily were holding his paws and steadying him so he could speak up.

"Okay," Brett nodded, "While I was waiting on the nurse for my mid-morning change, I saw the mouse Dominick being beaten up by his buddies.  I was hearing stuff about making him stay quiet about something as they were outside of the principal's office.  This was the time they were schedule for a 'disciplinary session' with the principal...but they weren't in his office.  It doesn't make an once of sense to me...and from what my friends told me it might have something to do with Timothy and Oliver's folks."

"M-my word," Gianluca started to tremble; not out of fear but out of anger, "That animal!  If he's supposed to be helping them, why is he allowing it?"

"The counselor is close to him and also keeps hush about it," Emily answered, "And Dominick is probably too scared to open up about it."

"Still, why does he allow that to happen?" Brett asked nervously.

"Brett, there could be many reasons," Gianluca nodded, "Hate to say they are like anyone else in authority - they can abuse their power or do very bad things to students and get away with it.  In this case, it could be as simple as he's allowing your mouse acquaintance to be beat up but it could be more than that.  I wish I could give you some insight on that."

"I hate to say it," Brett mumbled, "But the best way would be to get Dominick to stand up to Timothy and Oliver and tell everyone.  But given everyone thinks he's a bully they might not believe him either."  However, Brett was afraid that Dominick was so scared to reveal it in cause his mother or others were also bullied like he was.

"You might be right," "Pastie" nodded.

"Thank you for bringing this up, Brett," Lucette nodded, "I know something like this is tough for young ears and eyes to understand...and even tougher to speak up and tell something."

"I just want Giselle and Emily to be safe from those bullies," Brett blurted out loud, blushing as he heard the words, "I care about my friends..."  The two girls blushed as they looked at Brett, then at their mom and dad.

"Brett? Are you okay?" the girls asked Brett in unison as they heard him speak.  Brett looked at the two and nodded, the girls giving him a tender hug and smile.

"Well..." "Pastie" sighed softly, "Hopefully we'll come up with something to get the truth out there but...I'm getting a little depressed myself from this."

"You're right Patricia," Lucette nodded, "I think we've shared about as much as we can right now.  I think our supper is waiting for us."  Everyone softly nodded as they went up to get the table ready.  Brett went right away to help get the plates out, slowly getting back into a more normal mood as he sat place settings out for seven.  The two girls watched Brett help them out and giggled softly.  They were just enjoying their big toddler being a big helper.  It helped break the serious mood of the dining room as Lucette shooed her girls to help her with the bread and glasses.

"Brett," Gianluca patted his shoulder, "I am wondering, the girls mentioned you don't share a class with them so how did you meet?"

"I, well, I see them at lunchtime," Brett mumbled softly, feeling shy around their father, "But it was in music class where I saw and heard how pretty Giselle is.  Does Emily have the same singing voice too?"

"We have to check hair color to see which is which," Gianluca chuckled, "They sound and sing exactly the same so if you can't see them, you can't tell which one is singing."

"Eye color works, too," Brett giggled sheepishly as he sat out the silverware.

"I forgot that," Gianluca smiled, "Giselle has silver eyes and Emily has baby blue eyes...but they both talk about a fox kit with cute brown eyes it seems."  Brett just stood their embarassed as Gianluca talked about how his daughters fawned over him already.  The kit was so frozen that Gianluca as well as "Pastie" were studying his reactions.  The awkward silence was only broken up as "Pastie" flicked his nose with her pawdigit.

"Better unfreeze him there Mr. Fiorino," "Pastie" smiled, "Don't want to change him before and after supper."  Brett blushed as he finally regained his bearings and finished up the table as Gianluca smiled and chuckled.

"Please, you can call me Gianluca; my mate's Lucette," Gianluca smiled, "And it looks like your kit is head over heels already with my two girls.  I think they'll like seeing him at the park as much as they can."  "Pastie" noddled and smiled as she sat Brett down at the table.  First a serious and morose subject - now the father of his friends teasing him for already being attracted to them.  Poor Brett couldn't relax much as Lucette popped out and smiled.

"Everyone good with lemonade?"

"Sound good to us," "Pastie" smiled and nodded, speaking for her kit as the girls started to bring out the food.

"What's up with Brett?" Giselle giggled, "He looks like a statue from a cubs' store."  Brett groaned as more paternal and maternal giggles where heard in the room.

"We're just embarrassing him here," Gianluca smiled, "You girls go get your brother and tell him it's time for dinner." The two nodded as they went up stairs to get Benito from his room.

"So Patricia," Lucette smiled as she sat down , "How did you become Brett's mom?"

"I apologize," "Pastie" quickly answered, "That's a subject I don't like talking about in front of Brett.  It was pretty traumatic for both of us, him especially.  I can talk about it in private, but it's not good table conversation."

"I understand," Lucette nodded as the adults all sat down.

"But I really cared about Brett and his folks were my friends," "Pastie" smiled, "I didn't want him to be alone so I took him in.  I never regretted it."

"That's wonderful," Gianluca smiled as he brought the parmesean cheese over for the table, "It's so wonderful when love overcomes adversity.  And seeing Brett's affections for you, you make a good pair together."  The two blushed as they looked at each other.  Just then Benito hopped on down and make a silly face at Brett as he saw the big toddler, then sat at the table next to Brett, making a silly face at his sisters.

"First date!  No girls!" Benito chimed in with a mischievous smile as Gianluca chuckled.

"Careful young ladies, I think Benito is trying to chaperone for you two," Gianluca smiled.

"Benito!" the girls whined, "We sit next to him at lunch...why not here?"  Lucette and "Pastie" smiled and "Pastie" ruffled her kit's hair.

"I think I found the perfect brother for you," "Pastie" giggled and teased Brett, "Keeps you out of trouble from girls."  The two girls groaned again as they all got situated at the table.  After saying a little blessing, Lucette served everyone some linguine and sauce for the first course, keeping the plates small for everyone.  Brett smelled the pasta and smiled, though he couldn't tell who did what, but he enjoyed the smell and smiled.

"You and Giselle made the sauce?" Brett asked Emily cutely.  Giselle pouted and fussed as Brett specifically asked the question to Emily.

"We did season it, silly," Giselle, "But mom did most of the work today."

"Girls," Gianluca chuckled as he sprinkled cheese on the pasta, "We made supper.  You know what I taught you; the whole family makes ragu together.  We are all the cooks."  The two girls blushed as Brett enjoyed the first few morsels of the pasta.

"Um, Brett?" Giselle cooed softly at the kit, "What do you like to do for fun besides playing house with Ms. Silverwing?"  "Pastie" and Brett blushed at Giselle's question.

"Well...I like to build models," Brett nodded shyly, "Shinji helps me get the models to build and all.  I also helped building our family computers and making some fun doodads."

"An engineer in the making?" Gianluca smiled.

"Maybe," Brett shrugged, "I like to cook, too...but you silly girls didn't allow me to help you today.  Hope you invite me back over so I can make you some hibachi."  Gianluca and Lucette chuckled and nodded at Brett.

"I do remember that from last night," Lucette smirked at the girls, "He held up his end of your deal it seems...you two however didn't let him cook."

"Sorry mom," the girls apologized at the same time, "We just had the big talk about Brett's bully problem so we both forgot."

"It's okay you two," Brett smiled, "Don't worry about making it up to me either."  "Pastie" awwed and nodded in approval.

"Thanks, Brett," the two blushed and smiled.

"Oh, silly boy, did you forget about your artwork or all the pretty jewelry you make for my website?" "Pastie" grinned at Brett.

"'Pastie!'" Brett fussed, "Now you're gonna make me sound like I'm their sister!"  Gianluca chuckled as he finished up his pasta.

"As you can see, my little guy doesn't like talking about his sketchbook or jewelry making," "Pastie" chuckled, "I help him with the flamework - just don't ask me to use my fire breath for cooking though.  Is why Brett is the cook."

"Otherwise 'Pastie' would be doing takeout every night," Brett teased his guardian, watching her blush.

"Drawing though?" Giselle smiled, "What do you like to do?"

"He doesn't show anyone," "Pastie'" answered, "He hides his book too well in his desk in Ms. Raffale's room.  Dominick and the others found one of his books and tore it up so he's intent on protecting his 'exhibits.'"  Brett groaned a bit as they all finished up the first course and Emily served everyone minestrone and veal.  The girls could tell that Brett was digging in and enjoying all the food they had made.

"Anything Brett doesn't like to eat?" Lucette smiled as she watched Brett eating.

"He can eat about anything you make him," "Pastie" chuckled, "But perhaps a little bit about you two.  Brett mentioned that you came from Italy."

"Mhmm, we used to live around Florence," Gianluca nodded, "I am a mechanical engineer and I was working at a car factory.  Moved over here because there were better opportunities for me to work some magic on cars.  Fixing them though...my mate makes fun of me for fumbling even a single wrench."

"I'm a stay at home mom," Lucette answered, "But it's because I can telecommute while running my business.  I am in insurance and I have a large region to manage.  It' can get stressful though since it is insurance but it's great that I can work from home and spoil Gian with my cooking."

"Sounds interesting," "Pastie" nodded, "More interesting than teaching kindergarten and all your kids using your nickname."  Brett and the girls giggled at "Pastie," know the reason for the nickname.

"Before you ask," Brett blushed, "Her nickname comes from the fact she can be as big of a hatchling as I am a kit.  We both have medical issues which necessitates it...and we both embraced it too."  The adults all blushed, but Gianluca smiled and nodded at Brett and "Pastie."

"In this house, you don't need to hide that about yourself Patricia," Gianluca smiled, "If you're not ashamed of it, I'm not going to judge you.  Seems to be a shock one can be this open...but I like to see how people can express themselves."

"So...if I like this, the girls are gonna make sure I come here all the time with no pants?" Brett blushed furiously, the two girls giggling and nodding their heads.

"I think my girls like that idea, bambino," Lucette giggled.

"W-well...enough about me, I think I have two girls who need to share in the blushing," Brett mumbled softly as they ate, "So, what do you two like doing?"

"Singing!" the two chimed in.

"I can tell that," Brett nodded softly as Lucette changed out the plates and food, preparing their dessert, "Anything else you like doing?"

"I like to read just about anything," Emily nodded, "I also love science and treehouses and cartoons."

"Anything I'd like to watch?"

"Like preschool cartoons?" Giselle teased Emily with the question, blushing further when Brett nodded his head.

"Big talk from my twin," Emily stuck her tongue out, "I catch you watching those shows and cooing like a cub."

"Uh huh, says the sister who fantasizes being taken care of by Brett like he tends to Ms. Silverwing."  Brett blushed bright red as Giselle pointed that out to Emily...though in the back of Giselle's mind, she was hiding that she was big hypocrite for saying only Emily wanted that.

"Yeah Ms. I Play with Dolls!" Emily teased as Brett listened into the twins' bickering.  The two kept bickering back and forth for a few minutes.  Realizing that the two were trying to make the other seem too immature for Brett, he decided to take things into his own paws and leaned over to Gianluca.

"Am I hearing things or are your girls fussing over who likes me more?" Brett blushed as he asked him.

"For a 10 year old kit, I think you got the hammer on the nail," Gianluca whispered back, "I think you have twins who both have a crush on you."  Brett blushed furiously over that remark.  He too, had a crush on both girls.  But being in a mostly sane world, he was raised to only ask one to be a girlfriend....but if they both liked him that much, maybe he could see how it goes.

"Girls...Em, Giselle?" Brett asked shyly, "Do you two have less juvenile things you like?"  The two blushed as they realized he was ignoring their bickering.  When they stopped, Lucette chuckled at the two girls.

"I love writing and poetry," Giselle smiled softly, "I can also play the flute?  If you go into band, what would you pick?"

"Well...'Pastie' managed to keep a saxophone and clarinet my folks had for me.  I'll choose...or perhaps I'll learn both," Brett answered.

"Dad's been trying to get me to play the trombone," Emily blushed, "But dad can't see that my arms are too short...so I've taken my mom's advice and play trumpet."

"Looks like we might have a little band here, little guy," "Pastie" smiled at Brett.

"I like history and biology too," Giselle smiled as she giggled at the shy kit, "I also like to bike sometimes."

"Might have to juggle playdates if you both have different interests," Brett blushed softly at the two as tiramisu was being served out.

"I bet you three can find things you all can enjoy together," Gianluca smiled as the group started to share dessert, "Wonder if my girls think of you as a younger me."  The two girls stuck their tongues out at their dad as they ate dessert.  Meanwhile, Brett was feeling a little subconscious as he finished up, wiggling a bit.  But he was being polite as he waited for everyone to finish up.

"Mind if Brett and I stay for a little longer?" "Pastie" smiled, "I'd like to just sit down and chat with you two."

"Why not?" Lucette smiled, "You two are very interesting and I'd love to share coffee and photos.  You kiddos think you can behave yourselves with the bambino?"  The girls blushed as they knew Lucette was taking to them and not Benito.

"We'll be good mamma," the twins answered as they noticed Brett getting up.

"Mrs. Fiorino, may I be excused?" Brett asked as he went to wash up.  Even if Brett didn't tell anyone, "Pastie" and Lucette both knew Brett had a few necessities to take care of.

"You're excused," Lucette smiled, "the bathroom is upstairs and first door to the right."  Brett blushed as he picked up his bag and ambled up stairs.  The two girls though grinned to each other and also went to wash up.  The two then tip-toed upstairs to follow Brett.  Though the directions were pretty easy to follow, Brett was too taken in enjoying the scenery on the upstairs floor.  It really felt like an Italian villa in the decor and atmosphere.  Before he really could enjoy the area though, he felt two paws tugging on his diaper's waistband.  Shocked, he turned around and found that Giselle and Emily followed him upstairs and gazing at him.

"Found the bathroom yet, Brett?" Emily cooed softly at the kit, petting his cheek.

"I...uh..." Brett tried to asnwer.

"Come with us," Giselle smiled, "We've changed Benito a few times so I don't think there's any harm with changing you.  Come with us."  Brett was beyond embarrassed as the two girls ushered him further down the hall till they showed him their room.  It wasn't overly girly but it had plenty of girly touches and pink and purple with enough green to make it feel like the rest of the house.  At least the two weren't lying about diaper-changing experiences.

"Aww, Bretty-poo all shy and trying to be a good boy?" Emily teased Brett as the two girls tugged him in.

"Don't worry, Brett, we'll be good girls," Giselle smiled as she gently laid him on Emily's bed, petting his tummy.  Emily smiled as she tickled his feet, watching him squirm and giggle as he peed some more.  Giselle watched him wet with interest, seeing the padding swell and pawing it softly.  Brett blushed softly as the girls were getting a little feely with him.

"You sure you two have changed your brother before?" Brett asked, blushing hard as Giselle felt his wet padding and Emily was now blowing raspberries on his tummy, making him wiggle even more.

"We have," Giselle smiled as she traced the cute baby foxes on the taping panel, "See, when he was in kindergarten, he had a serious bedwetting problem that went into daytime."

"Those pull-ups didn't do any good," Emily nodded as she slowly started to peel the tapes off Brett's diaper, "So the doc told us to get diapers for Benito and of all people, little brother want us to change him.  I think it's because he likes to tease us about playing mommy with him all time."  Brett would have chuckled at the remark if it wasn't for the fact the two were starting to take his diaper off.  He was just too embarrassed as the girls were going to take a peek at him as they dug into his bag and found his wipes and pulled the front down.

"Though...I think Benito likes them too," Giselle giggled softly, "I catch him trying to drink too much water so he'd have an excuse for them again.  To be honest though...I might like changing you more than I did him.  He was always pouting and fussing at us."

"Ehee," Brett tried to reply to the girls as the two started to clean him up, cooing and blushing as they saw his exposed sheath, "Does he try to get anyone to buy diapers for him or is he too shy?"

"Or his sisters are too smart and see right through that stinker's ploys," Emily smirked as she got Brett to lift his legs by tickling his sides, allowing her to clean his bottom up.  Giselle decided to really make sure he was cleaned as she cleaned the tip of his sheath.  Brett blushed hard as the tip of his member started to peek out.

"Is that because you get to see my little member down there?" Brett blushed and mumbled as the two balled up the soggy diaper and put it into the disposable bag he had in the bag, "Or that you two get to explore me while I'm all in your paws?"  The two girls blushed, trying to hide their smiles from Brett as they went to lotion him down.
"M-maybe?" Giselle blushed softly, "But those warm looks you give us and the fact you like being changed makes this more fun."  As the two lotioned him down, they tried hard not to get him aroused, cooing softly as they petted and messaged lotion on him.

"D-do you like these cubby designs?  I thought diapers for grown-ups were plain and all," Emily blushed as she wiggled the fresh baby blue diaper under him.

"Some are," Brett blushed, "But these are good diapers...and I'm a big 'Piddlekit' as 'Pastie' calls me during my changes.  Plus...I like the cute designs and the feeling that no one is too little for diapers."  The two girls awwed and smiled in approval; they both were already curious enough.  But the fact that Brett told them he felt no one was too little for them really made them blush.

"Why do you call your mom "Pastie?"  Emily asked shyly as Giselle powdered him up.

"It's affectionate," Brett blushed as the two jointly pulled the front of the diaper up at the same time, "I suppose I have some lovey-dovey feelings for my roostmate.  And she actually likes me calling her "Pastie," too since it's my pet name for her."

"Might have two girls get jealous of you then," Giselle cooed and booped Brett's nose, "But seeing how you two take good care of each other, I don't mind it."

"Can I tell you two a secret?"

"S-sure," Emily nodded as the girls taped him in and at the same time, both girls kissed his diapered front.

"I-I do want to roost with 'Pastie' like a grown-up but...I told her it's only after I am ready for someone my age," Brett blushed deep red as the girls sat next to him, helping him up.

"Don't have to use cutesy terms for it," Giselle blushed, "Mamma and dad told us about birds and bees."

"Brett, I was the more reluctant one when watching you change 'Pastie' this morning," Emily confessed, "But seeing you two making sure the other is cared for really got to my maternal side.  I think you two should do that if you'd like.  But I'm tickled that you want to experience it first with someone your own age."  Brett blushed hard as Emily answered him, the girls gazing into his brown eyes.  All their heartbeats were syncing up as the three cuddled together, all of them blushing bright red from Brett's confession.

"And...when I do share myself with someone my age, I want it with someone I fall in love with," Brett blushed more, "Because as 'Pastie' taught me, it's the greatest expression of love."  The two girls blushed again as they looked at each other.  "Your dad and I both know you're trying to one-up each other as who's the closer friend."

"W-wow..." Giselle gulped, "Most boys would miss that completely."

"How did the little guy catch on?" Emily asked teasingly.

"My mom's a teacher and a girl, remember," Brett giggled softly, "I see lots of girly cues and arguments."  The two girls were surprised about how well Brett caught on to their fussing and bickering.  That probably made him stand out against all the boys in their grade and of course, hard to keep a secret from him, "Giselle, Emily, if you two are both really having a crush on me, please be honest.  I don't like being in a middle of a tug-o-war; I get that enough from Dominick and his cohorts."

"B-Brett," Emily cooed softly as she gazed at Brett, leaning in as she nuzzled on his cheek.  Giselle was doing the same thing at that point, Brett deeply murring from the two sharing their affections towards him, "I can't believe you can read us like that..."

"I'm not psychic," Brett blushed, "But I can feel your emotions rather easily.  You two sure you can share me if it's more than friends?"  The two looked at each other again and blushed, then looked at Brett one more time.
"Well, Brett, you might be right," Giselle blushed, "Maybe my sister and I need to figure that out because I really do feel quite a bit for you already and I think she does too."  Emily nodded in agreement as she gently nudged her long brunette hair back, nuzzling up to Brett again.  The two girls then leaned right into Brett.  They didn't know why they wanted to do it, but they both wanted to make Brett feel at home.  Like magnetism, their lips found Brett's lips as they both hugged him.  Brett was stunned as they both kissed and hugged him.  While most guys would be jealous of two girls doing the same thing if romance was involved (or at least that's what Brett thought), he didn't feel like he was being divided up.  He felt like the two were as one at that point and at the same time, he felt like a little bit of him was being radiated on the two girls.  Such a sweet moment though was ended when Benito started to giggle and laugh wildly at the two sisters kissing on Brett.

"Eww, big sisters being bad!" Benito giggled and pointed at the two.

"Benito!" The sisters fussed, "How long as you been peeking?"

"Ever since the bambino went up stairs," Benito chimed in, "You two girls like to change cute boys, starting with me!"  The two groaned  and threw their pillows at him.

"Brat!" Emily fussed, "You better not tattle on us!"

"No kidding," Giselle protested, "Mom and dad didn't intrude on us changing you!"  Benito was having too much fun picking on his sisters to bother tattling.  About a moment later as Brett got off the bed, the two sisters pounced on and glomped Benito, making him squirm in their arms.

"My my, look what you two got into," Brett chuckled, "I think 'Pastie' was right about Benito.  He thought I was getting in trouble with girls."  Benito nodded in agreement as the four kids started to cuddle and wrestle each other.  The four enjoyed their little playtime until "Pastie" came upstairs and found them in the hallway, chuckling and shaking her head.

"Okay kids, I'm looking for a Mr. Brett, have you seen him?" "Pastie" giggled and smiled.  The two girls pointed at the fox in the middle of their cuddle pile and smiled.

"Here he is!" the two smiled as they pointed him out.

"Looks like you were having fun down there," "Pastie" smiled, "But it's time to go; tomorrow's Friday so you need your rest mister."  The two girls groaned softly and pouted at "Pastie" as Brett got up and picked up his bag.

"Sorry Giselle and Emily," Brett looked sad as he told them, "She's still a teacher and she still enforces school day curfew."

"Find the bathroom up here?" "Pastie" teased Brett, "Or did two good caretakers give you a paw?"  Everyone but "Pastie" and Benito blushed and groaned.

"W-would you be made if we changed your kit?" Giselle asked "Pastie," feeling disappointed that they might have done something wrong.

"Aww...you know what?" "Pastie" smiled, "You two have my permission to change him whenever you like."  Brett blushed and hid himself in "Pastie's" scales as dragoness and kit went downstairs.  On the way out, Gianluca and Lucette were waiting at the door for the two.  They both had smiles on their faces as they hugged Brett and patted his head.

"I hope I've been a good boy," Brett blushed softly, "And hope I'm a good friend for your girls."

"Aww, the bambino wants to be a good boy doesn't he?" Lucette smiled and giggles, "I might not know what you were all playing upstairs but you are a good little guy to have around."

"If they were ready for a boyfriend and it was you," Gianluca smiled, "I would be happy to approve of it."

"Both of them?" Brett blushed furiously, "Even if they were ready, I think they need to figure that out first."  Gianluca noddled and smiled.

"Good point, it's tough to share just one boy," Gianluca nodded, "But why not come out to play with them at the park all weekend.  Actually...since you have our number, just call if you want to come over."  Brett blushed and looked up at "Pastie" in confusion.  It felt almost too easy that their dad would allow him to call and be with Giselle and Emily all he wanted.

"Sensing something, are we?" "Pastie" asked Gianluca and Lucette, "This guy needs some time to know how he feels too."

"Like all pasta, all good things take time," Lucette smiled as the kit and dragoness started to head on out to their car.  On the way out, Brett was both puzzled and euphoric about his evening with Giselle and Emily's family.  He just didn't know why their parents were so accepting of him...but at the same time, he felt so free playing around with the girls and their brother and letting the girls change him like that.  It just felt right to him as "Pastie" helped him into the car, listening to Brett coo softly as she turned the ignition on.

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