nearly caught

As it is now nighttime, everyone is a sleep except the vitalia me and Lupus

I was on a bed with my owner, Elijah. He held me tightly, and I slowly get out of his grip

I slipped quietly off the bed, my paws making barely a sound on the wooden floor. Elijah stirred slightly, but he didn't wake up. As a Vitalia, I possessed a quiet agility that allowed me to move undetected. Lupus, a fellow Living Toy and my companion, stood up and stretched, his eyes fixed on me.

"Where are you going, little one?" Lupus whispered.

I see lupus with a bunch of pups holding him. "I'm going to outside for an hours" I said

As I watched, Lupus - now a toy version of his former self - was swarmed by his rambunctious pups, who had no idea their father was once a living, breathing wolf. I smiled, knowing that Lupus was happy to finally be with his pups, even if it was in toy form.

I slipped out of the room, making my way to the door that led outside. The night air was crisp and cool, and I felt a thrill of excitement as I stepped out into the darkness.

We both walked outside the farmhouse, and at that moment, I heard the voice of my creator in my head. "Hello Asher," I wagged my toy tail, and Lupus didn't know what was going on because he could not hear the voice he ignored and pretended that he didn't see anything

"Just know you and lupus have morphia. That is your guys form!"

I felt a surge of excitement at the sound of my creator's voice in my head. I wagged my toy tail enthusiastically, eager to learn more about this new development. Lupus, oblivious to the conversation, continued to sniff around the yard, seemingly unaware of the sudden change in my demeanor.

My creator's voice continued, "Morphia is a special ability that allows you and Lupus to transform into different forms. It's a unique gift, one that will aid you in your adventures together." I felt a thrill of anticipation, wondering what kind of forms we would be able to take on.

I question him in my head, "What is morphia?"

My creator's voice responded, "Morphia is a powerful ability that allows you and Lupus to transform into different forms. It's a manifestation of your spirit and energy, and it can take on various appearances."

There was a pause, and I sensed a hint of nostalgia in my creator's voice as he continued, "For you, Asher, your Morphia form can be a larger, more robust version of your toy self... or it can be a manifestation of your appearance before you passed away."

Another pause followed, and I felt a shiver run down my spine as I wondered what my life had been like before I became a toy.

The creator continued explaining, "morphia lapus can do the same thing, and every vitalia you create can do that too!"

I felt a surge of excitement at the prospect of creating more Vitalia with this incredible ability. "So, every Vitalia I bring to life will have Morphia?" I asked, seeking clarification.

My creator's voice responded, "That's correct, Asher. Every Vitalia you create will possess the power of Morphia, allowing them to transform into different forms."

I question, "How can we use morphia?"

My creator's voice explained, "To use Morphia, you and Lupus will need to focus your energy and spirit. It's a mental and emotional process, rather than a physical one. You'll need to tap into your inner selves and will the transformation to happen."

He paused, then added, "It may take some practice to master, but with time and patience, you'll be able to control your Morphia forms with ease."

I look at lapus. "Let us do morphia!"

Lapus, look at me confused. "A what?! What is morphia?!"

I chuckled at Lupus's confusion. "Don't worry, Lupus. I just... discovered something. Morphia is a special ability that lets us transform into different forms."

Lupus tilted his head, his ears perked up in curiosity. "Transform? What do you mean?" He looked at me with a puzzled expression, clearly not understanding what I was talking about.

I explain everything about morphia

I took a deep breath and began to explain Morphia to Lupus. "So, Morphia is like a special power that we have. It lets us change our forms into different things."

Lupus's ears perked up even more, and he leaned in closer to me. "What kind of things?" he asked, his tail wagging slightly.

I continued, "Well, for us, it means we can transform into either a bigger, stronger version of ourselves, or... we can go back to how we looked before we became toys."

Lupus's eyes widened in amazement. "Whoa, that's incredible! Can you show me?"

I smiled "let give it a try!" He nodded

I focused my energy and spirit, trying to tap into the power of Morphia. Lupus, my fellow wolf-stuffed animal, watched me intently, his button eyes shining with excitement.

As I concentrated, I felt a searing pain coursing through my stitched body. It was as if my fluffy fibers were being torn apart and rearranged, my stuffed form screaming in protest. Lupus's ears folded back in alarm as he stared at me in awe.

I gritted my teeth, fighting through the agony. Suddenly, I felt a surge of energy, and my body began to transform. My plush limbs stretched and contorted, taking on a more lifelike appearance. My once-smooth fabric now had texture and imperfections, like real fur. The pain was excruciating, but I could feel myself becoming more... alive.

As the transformation took hold, I felt my senses heighten. My stitched nose twitched, and I could smell the fresh air and the scent of the trees around us. My plastic eyes, now replaced with living orbs, blinked open, and I could see the world in a way I never had before.

Lupus stared at me in wonder, his own plastic eyes wide with amazement. He took a step back, his plush paws making a soft crunching sound in the grass. "Asher... you're... you're alive," he stammered.

I took a deep breath, feeling the air fill my lungs. It was a strange, new sensation, but it felt... right. I looked down at my transformed body, marveling at the way my plush fur had given way to soft, living tissue. I was no longer just a stuffed animal, but a living, breathing creature.

I smiled. "Now it your turn lapus!"

Lupus's plastic eyes sparkled with excitement as he nodded eagerly. "Okay, Asher! I'll try!" He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and focused his energy.

At first, nothing seemed to happen. But then, a faint glow began to emanate from Lupus's plush body. His stitched limbs started to twitch and contort, his plastic eyes flashing with a brief, intense light.

As the transformation took hold, Lupus's plush fur gave way to soft, living tissue. His stitched nose transformed into a real, twitching nose, and his plastic eyes became living orbs that shone with wonder.

Lupus stumbled forward, his new legs wobbly as he took his first steps as a living, breathing creature. He looked up at me with a grin, his eyes shining with excitement. "I did it, Asher! I'm alive!"

Lupus cried "it been a while. I last saw my real paws and my real body!"

Lupus's eyes welled up with tears as he gazed at his newly transformed body. He reached out a trembling paw to touch his own fur, marveling at the sensation. "It's been so long," he whispered, his voice shaking with emotion. "I had forgotten what it felt like to be alive."

He looked up at me, his eyes shining with tears. "I remember running through the forest, feeling the wind in my fur and the sun on my back. I remember the thrill of the hunt, the rush of adrenaline as I chased down my prey."

Lupus's voice cracked as he spoke, his emotions overwhelming him. "I thought I had forgotten what it meant to be alive, but now... now I remember."

I smiled. "Now let try if we can transform into our more lager and robust version of our toy self!" He nodded

Lupus's eyes sparkled with excitement as he nodded in agreement. We both focused our energy, remembering the sensation of transforming into our living forms. This time, however, we concentrated on growing larger and more robust, our toy selves expanding into mighty, stuffed-animal versions.

The air around us began to shimmer as our bodies started to transform. Our plush fur grew longer and thicker, our stitched limbs expanding into powerful, cuddly appendages. Our plastic eyes shone brighter, our noses growing softer and more expressive.

As the transformation took hold, we both let out triumphant cries. We stood before each other, our larger, more robust toy selves towering over the landscape. Lupus grinned at me, his giant plush paws waving in the air. "Whoa, Asher! We're huge!"

We look like a more scary toy version of ourselves. Lupus has big sharp teeth and we look awesome

I let out a mighty roar, my giant plush body trembling with excitement. Lupus joined in, his deep, rumbling growl sending shivers through the air. Our sharp, plastic eyes glowed with an eerie light, our giant, toothy grins spreading across our faces.

We stood there, our massive, toy bodies looming over the landscape like giant, cuddly monoliths. Our big, sharp teeth seemed to gleam with a mischievous light, as if daring anyone to come closer. Lupus and I exchanged a look, our eyes gleaming with excitement. We were no longer just cute, stuffed animals - we were mighty, terrifying toys, ready to take on the world!

I giggled. "Imagine what your mate sees you like this!"

Lupus's giant, toothy grin faltered for a moment, and he looked at me with a hint of embarrassment. Then, his face broke out into a massive, goofy smile. "Haha, oh man, I can just imagine her reaction! She'd probably run away screaming... or maybe she'd be impressed by my mighty, plush form!" Lupus chuckled, his deep, rumbling laughter shaking his giant, stuffed body.

I grinned "let go back to our original small toy self! And get back inside the farmhouse!" He nodded

Lupus and I focused our energy once more, and our giant, plush bodies began to shrink back down to their original, small toy selves. Our sharp teeth and glowing eyes returned to their normal, cute appearance.

As we transformed, we both let out a sigh of relief. It was fun being giant, terrifying toys, but it was also nice to return to our cozy, small selves. We looked at each other, and then back at the farmhouse. "Time to get back inside," Lupus said, his tiny voice filled with agreement.

We scurried back towards the farmhouse, our little plush legs moving quickly as we made our way back to the warmth and comfort of our home.

Lapus went back to his pups, and I went back to Elijah's room, but before I could get inside, I heard footsteps. I stayed still frozen, pretending a lifeless toy

I held my breath, remaining perfectly still as the footsteps approached. My plastic eyes stared blankly ahead, and my stitched smile froze in place. I could feel my heart racing, but I didn't dare move a muscle.

The footsteps stopped right outside Elijah's room, and I could sense someone peering down at me. I remained frozen, pretending to be just a lifeless toy. After what felt like an eternity, the person turned and walked away, their footsteps fading into the distance.

I let out a silent sigh of relief, my stitched chest rising and falling with a quiet breath. I waited for a few more moments to make sure the coast was clear, and then I sprang back to life. I scurried into Elijah's room, shutting the door behind me and leaning against it to catch my breath. That was close! And the footsteps came back and it helding towards me.

The footsteps turn out to be Elijah father. He looks confused. "What? Why is Elijah new toy doing outside his room?"

Elijah's father scratched his head, looking puzzled. "That's strange," he muttered to himself. "I could've sworn I saw Elijah put that toy away before bedtime." He shook his head, chuckling. "I must be getting old, forgetting things already."

He gently picked me up, examining me as if I might hold some secret. After a moment, he shrugged and placed me back on the bed, smoothing out my plush fur. "Well, I suppose you're safe and sound now," he said with a smile. "Back to bed, little guy."

With that, he turned off the hallway light and closed the door, leaving me to my thoughts. I let out a silent sigh of relief, grateful to have avoided any further suspicion.

Elijah father woke Elijah up

Elijah rubbed his eyes, groggily opening them to find his father standing over him. "Dad, what's wrong?" he asked, his voice sleepy. His father smiled. "I found your new toy outside your room. I thought maybe you might know something about it."

Elijah's eyes widened as he sat up, looking around the room in confusion. "But... but I could've sworn Asher was right here with me," he said, his voice filled with puzzlement.

His father chuckled. "Well, it looks like Asher decided to go on a little adventure. But don't worry, I found him safe and sound outside your room."

Elijah's face lit up with a smile as his father handed me back to him. He hugged me tightly, relief washing over his face. "I'm glad you're back, Asher!"

Elijah held me close, his eyes shining with happiness. "I was worried something might have happened to you," he whispered, his voice filled with emotion.

His father smiled, sitting down on the bed beside him. "Don't worry, buddy. Asher's safe and sound. Maybe next time, just make sure to keep him close, okay?"

Elijah nodded, still hugging me tightly. "I will, Dad. I promise." He looked up at his father with a curious expression. "Hey, Dad? Do you think Asher might have gotten out of the room on his own?"

His father chuckled. "I don't think so, buddy. You must have just forgotten to put him away." But Elijah just smiled, his eyes sparkling with a knowing glint. He looked at me, and I could sense a secret understanding between us.

His father patted Elijah head "it still dark outside. Get back to sleep buddy"

Elijah nodded, yawning as he snuggled back under the blankets. His father tucked him in, making sure he was cozy and comfortable.

"Goodnight, buddy," his father whispered, giving him a gentle kiss on the forehead. "Sweet dreams."

Elijah smiled, his eyes already drooping as he hugged me tightly. "Goodnight, Dad," he mumbled, his voice barely audible.

As his father turned out the light and closed the door, Elijah's room plunged into darkness. But I could sense Elijah's happy, sleepy thoughts as he drifted off to dreamland, with me safe and sound by his side.

I smiled and slept with him

As Elijah's gentle breathing slowed, I settled in beside him, feeling the warmth of his body and the comfort of his presence. My stitched smile relaxed, and I let out a silent, contented sigh.

Together, we drifted off to sleep, surrounded by the quiet darkness of the room. It was a peaceful, cozy slumber, filled with dreams of adventure, friendship, and the joy of being by Elijah's side.

As Elijah's mother finished setting out the breakfast, she noticed Lupus and me sitting on the table. She smiled warmly at us, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "And good morning to you two, as well!" she said, gently patting Lupus on the head.

Lupus and I sat up straight, our stitched smiles gleaming with delight. Elijah giggled, climbing out of bed to join his mother at the table. "Mom, can I have a pancake now, please?" he asked, his eyes shining with excitement.

His mother laughed, handing him a fluffy pancake with fresh strawberries and whipped cream. Elijah dug in with gusto, savoring the sweet, sticky flavors. Lupus and I watched with interest, enjoying the cozy atmosphere of the morning.

Suddenly, we heard a knock on the front door as Elijah mother opened the door it was the villagers, and they looked scared as hell

Elijah's mother opened the door, expecting it to be a neighbor or perhaps a delivery. But instead, she was met with a group of villagers, their faces pale and frightened.

"Rose, thank goodness you're here," one of the villagers exclaimed, rushing forward. "We've come to warn you... something's happening in the village."

Elijah's mother frowned, concern etched on her face. "What is it? What's wrong?" she asked, stepping aside to let the villagers in.

The villagers poured into the room, their voices hushed and urgent. Elijah watched with wide eyes, sensing the fear and tension in the air. Lupus and I exchanged a worried glance, our stitched brows furrowed in concern.

One of the villagers, an elderly man, stepped forward. "It's... it's the forest," he stammered. "It's changing. The trees are twisting and writhing, and there are... things moving in the shadows."

The room fell silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the villagers. Elijah's mother looked at her son, her eyes filled with worry. "Elijah, go to your room and stay there until we figure out what's going on," she instructed, her voice firm but gentle.

Elijah nodded, his eyes wide with fear. He turned and ran to his room, Lupus and I watching as he disappeared from sight. The villagers began to murmur among themselves, their voices filled with fear and uncertainty.

Me and lapus heard ryder say, "Rose last night, the villages heard a sound of a growled and a roar and 1 villager look outside and see 2 large and robust wolf figure!" Me and lapus look at each other and think the same thing. 'Oh crap someone saw us when we transformed our bigger bodies of our toy version self'

I widened my stitched eyes in alarm, exchanging a nervous glance with Lupus. We both thought the same thing: "Oh no, someone saw us!"

Ryder's voice trembled slightly as he continued, "The villager who saw them described the wolves as enormous, with glowing eyes. They seemed to be... watching the village."

Elijah's mother, Rose, frowned, concern etched on her face. "This doesn't sound like normal wolf behavior. We need to be cautious."

I felt a shiver run down my stitched spine. Lupus and I had to be more careful. We couldn't let anyone discover our secret.

Ryder sighed and said, "They say the large wolf walk to this farmhouse, and we were wondering if you see or hear anything from your front door?"

The old man that I leaned his name is Thorne

Rose shook her head, "No, no, I didn't see or hear anything unusual last night," Rose said, her brow furrowed in thought. "But I'll definitely keep a close eye on Elijah and make sure he stays safe."

Thorne nodded, his expression serious. "Good. We can't be too careful. Ryder, please make sure to inform the other villagers about the situation and increase the patrols around the village."

Ryder nodded and turned to leave, but not before casting a curious glance in my direction. I held my breath, hoping that he wouldn't suspect anything. Lupus and I exchanged a nervous glance, our stitched hearts racing with anxiety.

Lupus accidentally knocked something over, and it made a loud thud

The loud thud echoed through the room, making everyone jump. Rose's eyes widened in surprise, and she rushed over to Lupus. "Oh dear, I'm so sorry! I hope nothing's broken."

Thorne and Ryder turned to look at Lupus, their faces filled with concern. I held my breath, hoping that no one would suspect that Lupus and I were more than just ordinary toys.

Rose carefully picked up Lupus and examined him. "Luckily, he seems to be okay. Just a little dusty." She gently blew on Lupus's stitched face, and he looked up at her with a lifeless, yet endearing, expression.

I let out a silent sigh of relief. The commotion seemed to have blown over, and no one suspected that Lupus and I were more than just ordinary toys.

As Rose placed Lupus back on the table, Thorne and Ryder returned their attention to the conversation about the strange occurrences in the village. "We should increase the guards and keep a close eye on the village," Thorne suggested.

Ryder nodded in agreement. "I'll speak with the others and make sure everyone is aware of the situation."

Rose smiled, her expression reassuring. "I'm sure it's just a precaution. We'll be fine."

I watched as the conversation continued, feeling grateful that the attention had shifted away from Lupus and me. But as I glanced at Lupus, I noticed him looking at me with a mischievous glint in his stitched eyes. I raised an eyebrow, wondering what he was thinking.

Rose sighed. "I will tell my husband John about this and tell my son Elijah as well!"

Thorne nodded, his expression serious. "Please do, Rose. It's essential that everyone in the household is aware of the situation. We don't know what's causing these strange occurrences, and it's always better to err on the side of caution."

Ryder stood up, his eyes scanning the room. "We'll keep a close eye on the village and make sure everything remains safe. If you notice anything unusual, don't hesitate to reach out to us."

Rose nodded, her expression determined. "I will, thank you, Ryder. Thorne, please keep me updated on any developments."

As the villagers prepared to leave, I watched with a sense of relief. The conversation had shifted away from Lupus and me, and we were safe for the time being. But I knew that we had to be more careful, especially with the villagers on high alert.

The room erupted into chaos as the 15 playful pups, Lupus's adorable offspring, tumbled and fell over each other in their excitement to reach their father. They yelped and squeaked, their tiny tails wagging furiously as they tried to grab onto the toy version of Lupus.

Lupus, now a toy, sat motionless, his stitched smile frozen in place. But I could sense his joy and love for his pups, even in his toy form.

Rose laughed, her eyes shining with amusement. "Oh dear, it looks like someone's got a lot of attention!"

I chuckled, watching the commotion with a warm heart. The pups were just too adorable, and the toy Lupus's silent endurance was priceless.

Rose gently picked up the toy Lupus and handed him over to the eager pups. They yelped and squeaked in delight, swarming around their father's toy form as they licked and nuzzled him.

The pups took turns carrying the toy Lupus in their tiny mouths, proudly parading him around the room. Rose watched with a warm smile, her eyes shining with happiness.

I watched the heartwarming scene, feeling grateful that the toy Lupus could bring so much joy to his pups. Despite being a toy, Lupus seemed to radiate a sense of love and connection to his family.

As the pups continued to swarm around Lupus, Rose gently scooped them up, cradling them in her arms. "Let's give Papa Lupus some space, little ones," she cooed.

The pups yelped and snuggled into Rose's arms, their tiny eyes fixed on Lupus. I smiled, watching the heartwarming scene unfold.

Just then, Elijah burst into the room, his eyes wide with excitement. "Mom, Mom! What's going on?" he asked, his gaze fixed on the pups.

Rose smiled, handing Elijah a pup. "The little ones were just saying hello to Papa Lupus," she said.

Elijah's face lit up as he cuddled the pup. "Aww, they're so cute!"

Rose giggled. "I don't know who made it and give it, but I'm happy they made a lupus toy version after a few months of his death!"

Elijah's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "Yeah, Mom, who made it? It looks just like Papa Lupus!" He glanced at the toy Lupus, his expression filled with wonder.

Rose's smile faltered for a moment, and she exchanged a glance with me. I could sense a hint of sadness in her eyes, but she quickly recovered. "I'm not sure, sweetie. Maybe it was a kind gift from someone who knew how much we loved Papa Lupus."

The pups, sensing the emotional shift, snuggled deeper into Rose's and Elijah's arms. I watched, feeling a pang of gratitude towards Asher, who had created the toy Lupus. It was a thoughtful gesture, one that brought comfort to Rose and Elijah.

Elijah, look at me. "Asher was also in a gift with Lupus toy version yesterday when I got him too! Father said that he heard someone knocked on the door and when he opened it he saw there was no one but the gift box! Yesterday as well!"

Rose wonders, "I don't know who made the toys, but it was a kind person, and they made a lupus toy version to commit his memory!" Elijah nodded and grabbed me to play

As Elijah scooped me up, I felt a thrill of excitement. I loved spending time with Elijah, and I was happy to see him so carefree. I watched as he began to play with me, using his imagination to create all sorts of adventures. Nearby, the 15 pups, Lupus's adorable offspring, played and tumbled around the toy version of their father, the one I had created.

Rose smiled, watching her son and the pups play. "I'm just glad that whoever made these toys thought of us," she said, her eyes shining with gratitude. "It's a lovely way to remember Lupus."

I felt a sense of pride knowing that I had created the toy version of Lupus, bringing joy to Elijah, Rose, and the pups.

I looked at Lupus and winked at him goodluck try not made it look like I'm a living toy.

As Elijah continued to play with me, I snuck a glance at the toy Lupus, and for a brief moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of acknowledgement. I quickly looked away, not wanting to draw attention to my own secret: that I was more than just a simple toy wolf.

As it is nighttime, Elijah is in his room doing his math homework, and he seems to be struggling

I sat quietly on Elijah's bed, watching as he furrowed his brow in concentration. His pencil scratched against the paper, but the numbers and equations seemed to be giving him trouble. I could sense his frustration growing, and I wished there was a way I could help him.

Elijah grunt, "I give up. I'm going to bed!" He grabbed me and placed me on his table near his math book

As Elijah flopped onto his bed, I sat quietly on the table, my plastic eyes watching over him.

The math book lay open beside me, the numbers and equations still staring up at us, unsolved.

I felt a sense of solidarity with Elijah, as if we were both defeated by the math problems.

As the room grew darker and Elijah's breathing slowed, I stood vigilant, a small but loyal companion.

Elijah went to sleep, and I looked at his math book and saw his math homework

The numbers and equations seemed to be staring back at me, taunting me with their complexity. I felt a sudden urge to help Elijah somehow make the math problems disappear. As I sat there, an idea began to form in my mind, a spark of creativity that I couldn't ignore. I wondered if I, a simple toy wolf, could somehow find a way to assist Elijah with his math homework.

As the room grew quieter, the only sound the soft hum of the night, I found myself lost in thought. The math book lay open before me, its pages filled with mysteries that I was determined to unravel.

And it is just plus and minus that I know how to answer it

I gazed at the math book, my plastic eyes scanning the pages. The problems seemed daunting, but I was determined to help Elijah. I focused on the simpler questions, the ones that involved basic addition and subtraction. I could do those, I thought confidently.

And with a newfound sense of purpose, I began to work on the math problems, my mind whirring with calculations.

I grabbed the pencil and answered the math problems

I awkwardly manipulated the pencil with my plushy paws, trying to hold it steady as I scribbled down answers to the math problems.

The lead scratched against the paper, leaving behind a trail of correct solutions. I felt a sense of pride and accomplishment with each problem I solved. The math book was slowly transforming from a daunting challenge to a conquerable task.

As I finished his math homework, I went back and where before I solved Elijah homework and stayed still frozen

I returned to my original position on the table, the pencil slipping from my plushy paws as I froze in place, motionless and silent once more.

The math book, now filled with correct solutions, lay open beside me, a testament to my secret nocturnal efforts.

The next day, Elijah woke up and looked at his homework and was surprised. "What I was 100% sure I gave up doing My homework!" He said

Elijah's eyes widened in confusion as he stared at the completed math homework. He scratched his head, trying to recall the events of the previous night. "I could've sworn I didn't finish it," he muttered to himself, a puzzled expression on his face.

Rose called him "Elijah! Are you ready to go to school!" She shouted

Elijah reply "Yes mom i ready! I'm going to school now!" He still confused but left to go to school

Elijah grabbed his backpack and headed out the door, still looking puzzled. As he walked to school, he couldn't shake off the feeling that something strange had happened with his homework.

He shrugged it off, attributing it to a weird dream or a momentary lapse of memory. Little did he know, his secret helper was watching him from the window, a silent smile on my plushy face.