My new home?

A few days later, we are being discharged from the hospital oh and I really don't know if it was a few days or weeks, not a lot of time management, when you're only sleeping and eating. But we are leaving. However, they still insisted on doing tests as we were leaving. I guess they thought the air outside the hospital wouldn't agree with me. When we got outside, I was in some kinda high-tech baby, buggy. I mean, really high-tech, it hovers, and it's got its own atmosphere and oxygen source. I mean, throw me into outer space with this thing, and I'll survive until I starve or get dehydrated. I'll say it again this script is just plain wrong, and oh, a flying car.... flying car, oh crap I'm scared of heights. Also, did you see the size of the hospital it's gotta be 500 stories high and no its not because I'm a baby that it's so tall I can see flying vehicles going all over the higher I look and it even goes past the clouds. We seem to have entered a vehicle, and as my buggy comes into contact with a seat, I hear a wiring sound, then a click, and I think I'm locked in.

As we start moving, at least I think we are. I can't see out a window, and there are no vibrations. You remember that grumpy man he's sitting opposite my mother and looks like he's reading something but 1 his hands are in his lap and 2 his eyes are the only things moving but there doesn't seem to be anything in front of him I personally think he needs a trip to the asylum. My mother, however, is typing on an imaginary computer. At least, that's what it looks like to me. I'm really worried about my future now. The little girl that may be my older sister is singing or talking to me. Im never gonna figure that one out in a short time, but anyway, to keep her happy, I laugh and smile at her. My cheeks are starting to hurt.

"Hello, Mister Zakaria. I'm grateful for your help in our experiment."

"Not a problem, my dear now. How can this old scholar help?"

"As the most experienced in the knowledge of human traits, it is my hope that you can help with my son's interesting trait."

"Ah, you bring me a puzzle then. I am fond of puzzles. Please continue."

"Well, my son's trait is called the Lost Favor, and we don't have such a trait in our database as such."

"Umhm, no worries, I am not surprised you don't have this one in your database it is one of what we call the lost traits. These traits have ither lost its usefulness in this day and age or has stopped being inherited in the human race this particular trait is actually a trait of both types its now useless and the human race has stopped acquiring it all together the reason for 1 is the advancement in technology and the reason for the other is unknown even to this day."

"I see, but what does it do?"

"It is a trait that allows the holder to learn languages quickly and easily as you may now understand because of the bio-chip it's now a useless trait well that is unless he wants to learn your races ancient elven dialect that your imperial house uses for state functions or for your races ancient magic then there is also the dragon language which they refuse to allow in any database let alone the shared ones then you have other races languages that ither grant them greater power or are more symbolic then you have races we run into every few hundred years but we have translation technology for that but even so."

"That is all excellent to know, and I think I'll let Aron cultivate this trait it sounds like even if technology has taken its place that it may be useful for him at a later date."

"Your choice, my dear. Not only is it your experiment, but he is your son, so do what you think would help him most."

"Thank you for this information, sir. I'll include it in my notes."

"Not a problem and good luck, my dear."

As my mother talks, I really wana know who she's talking to. It's not grumpy over there as he hasn't said one thing back to here, and if it's my sister, would she answer back? However, this is when grumpy spoke up.

"So are you done dealing with your experiment, or shall I wait till after he's old enough to walk?"

"You need not act like that, and we already agreed. I'll deal with my son's needs, and all you have to do is read your books, oh, but what about our daughter? Are you ever going to do anything fatherly for her."

"Humf, the only child I'll acknowledge is a son that girl is not worthy."

And there off, I do find that these elves don't get louder when mad they just talk faster and it will take time for me to learn enough to know what they are talking about but by the way my sister looks sad I believe it's about her. However, suddenly, my mother yelled in the other language and that it is not the elven language, by the way. When she yelled, the man's face went through a lot of changes in a few seconds.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"I'm getting out of this temporary mating. I can't wait one more month for it to terminate naturally, not with the way you treat myself and my children. I don't care if our parents are friends after I show them all the evidence of how you've been treating your own daughter they will be on your case and not mine."

For some reason, I see that man's face changes colors and a range of emotions run over his face. However, my sister looks scared now. I don't know where we are going, but I think something big is about to happen. Whatever I'm tired now it's a baby thing but as I drift off to dream land I hear the man talking fast but not one word from my mother all I can think before falling asleep is sucks to be you dude.

Some time later, I wake up, and as I wake up, a soft light turns on oh this is nice and I don't have to worry about being in the dark I'm not afraid of the dark or anything it's just nice to be able to see. I look around and it looks like I'm in a baby crib oh looks like we are home so I look to the left and see the bars to the crib ok open air there then I take a look to the right and am startled there is a teddy bear there but it of a dragon and it looks like it's rawring ok your Sir Rawrsalot. As I look up, I'm speechless well its not like I can talk anyway, but there is a sea of stars over my crib. I don't know if that's how the roof looks or if it's a function of my crib, but wow. Talking about the crib, does it have its own atmosphere just like the buggy? If so, then these baby items have more high-tech gear in it than the space ships in my original world. Yes, captain, I have my own propulsion systems and even defense systems already to go. I can also shoot an Ewak in the nuts 5 miles away. As I'm thinking stupid stuff, my mother walks in, and she seems to be talking to herself again.

"Yes, mother, I'm very aware of what im doing and iv already sent you, and Lady Lusianthas all the evidence so unless you haven't even looked at it there is no reason for you to bring this up."

"Yes, I know, my dear. I'm just worried after all his parents are funding your project and doing this may...."

"You need not worry, mother. I have already taken care of that problem. I have 3 more sponsors, and 2 of them are also part of the experiment, so there is nothing wrong with me getting rid of that eyesore."

"Well, if it's already taken care of, then there is nothing more to say, oh, but I can't wait to come over and visit. I'm looking forward to seeing my grandson and Missyathera misses Sophikira and can't wait to come over and play."

"I'm also looking forward to seeing my little brother too, but for now, we should hold off till after the first examination. I want to be shur of Aron's health before any visits."

"So you named him Aron, did you a good human name."

"Yes, I wanted him to have a bit of his culture with him as he is a child of both races."

"Well, that's good, and I'll talk to you later, dear."

"Bye, mother."

As mother was talking to herself, I still wana know if these people needed help, and I'm hoping I didn't inherit that trait, but it's food time and as I eat I get a better look at the room it's got everything a baby needs but what's that it looks like a large square black box with alot of flashing lights on it it also looks really high-tech. Oh, whatever iv lost interest in this for now. Back to sleep, I go.

About a month later

I'm glad the technology here is so advanced, or that examination would have been very uncomfortable by the way iv started to understand some words now. Amana is mother, mom, or mommy. Sitesia is sleep or nap, and dippur is ither dipper or poopy I'm a little unsure of the last one, and I now know my name and my sister's name, Aron and Sophi and I'm now on the floor of the living room with my sister who is playing with me oh and Sir Rawrsalot is here too. Though I have noticed something odd going on, sometimes when the doorbell rings, mom will have an annoyed look on her face, and then she just ignores it. But today, when the doorbell rang, mom looks excited. Is today someone's birthday? After mom opened the door, there were a few more voices. Ah, I'm being picked up his mom big smile. Wait, why is there another mother beside her? Oh my God, twins, they look so alike.

"So what do you think of your grandson mother."

"What can I say he's adorable, especially that big smile I got."

"Oh really, let me see." Oh wow, I'm changing hands um well ill say this. This new guy looks much nicer than that other guy. By the way, where is he? I almost thought he and mom were an item. I guess they were just friends. I like this guy, though he smiles more.

"Ha, look at him he obviously knows I'm his grandpa."I wonder if he moms friend and which one of these 2 women are mom. I'm confused they just look so alike. I look over at my sister to see her playing with another girl who looks a little older than her they are playing a skipping game what skipping in the house, mom, go tell them off yes I know I'm cute and huggable but they are going to hurt themselves skipping around in the house as I look to both moms but they aren't doing anything but talking while holding a baby wait there is another baby in my territory gaah drive him out I'm the only cute thing aloud in this house wait it's a he right I mean if it's a girl how can I compete.

"Well, Aron is definitely adorable, but what do you think about your baby brother."

"He's cute, but I think I prefer my Aron."And now both mothers are laughing, oh boy, this isn't going to end well is it?