After the white powder was thrown, Haven changed into a smaller form. The boy morphed into a baby. He was unconscious.
Mika walked over to him and put on a bear suit. Even if she was being a bit mean, she couldn't let Haven get cold.
After waiting for half an hour, Haven woke up. He blinked with his clear round eyes.
"Wow, Prince Haven is really cute," Mika said sincerely. No one would have thought that a boy who loved to charm and play with women's hearts could be so adorable.
Haven was silent. He remembered Mika swearing at him, but why was she complimenting him at that time? Haven was about to speak.
After a while, he realized his voice had changed. Haven held his lips and tried to speak. It wasn't his real voice that came out, but a baby voice. He looked at Mika with wide eyes.
"It looks good. This way, Prince Haven will know what it's like to suffer. Even though the events aren't the same, the pain isn't much different," Mika said.
"And hopefully someone nice will help him. Bye, Haven Bastard. I'm going home, Mama's waiting for me at home," Mika said and turned to leave.
"Tata... tata."
Haven shouted. Both hands reached forward. However, that didn't stop Mika. The girl moved further and further away until her back was lost on the horizon.
Desperately, Haven looked down. He saw his legs become the size of tennis balls.
"Ika! Ika!" Haven shouted again. He tried to stand up and immediately fell.
Haven didn't know why he felt so sad. Not to mention the water that obscured his vision. "Ika! Ika!" he called out and tried again.
Haven's attempt was almost successful. A little more and he could stand up.
At the same time, a fat brown cat arrived. Haven was instantly wary. The overweight cat could do anything to a small body. Haven clenched his hands in front of his body.
The cat approached. Its yellow eyes flashed under the orange sky.
Haven had closed his eyes in case the cat pounced on him.
In reality, the collar of the back shirt was pulled and Haven's body moved in the opposite direction to Mika. Haven screamed as much as he could.
For almost fifteen minutes, the brown cat dragged Haven's tiny body. For the same duration, Haven let out many grunts and screams. Then suddenly, the cat stopped dragging him.
"Eh, baby? Dragged by a cat?"
At the end of the alley, Aqilla was on her way home from the market. The girl wearing her school uniform was astonished to see a cat dragging a baby.
Aqilla smacked her lips. She was astonished to see two creatures in front of her. Crouching down, the brown cat wore a wary expression. Its fur stood on end and its tail rose.
"Why would a cat kidnap a baby?" muttered Aqilla. Her hand reached for a fish from a plastic bag.
Aqilla's hand extended to hand over the fish. As quick as light, the cat took the fish and ran away.
Aqilla took a long look at the sitting baby. "Handsome, where are you from?" she asked, making Haven smile smugly.
I'm still handsome as a baby.
"Tata, tata."
Haven was still surprised to hear his voice. Her hand covered mouth. It was embarrassing to be in this body and with this voice. But, it seemed like she had seen the girl before.
"Ila!" exclaimed Haven after reading the name tag on her uniform. Now he remembered that this girl was Mika's friend.
From behind her glasses, Aqilla's brown irises twinkled. The baby she found was very cute. The problem was that she didn't know who the parents were. Even if he was thrown away, there was no way.
He was too cute. Maybe this baby was kidnapped and the fat cat saved it. Next time Aqilla would give the cat lots of fish.
A boom from the sky woke Aqilla up. The girl picked up Haven from the ground. For a moment, she observed the chubby face. No longer able to contain herself, Aqilla rubbed their cheeks. "Cutie," she said.
"This handsome, how could it have been thrown away on purpose? Little baby, take it easy, okay? I'll take care of you until I find your parents."
Haven was surprised. His hands formed fists and pounded. Realizing his efforts were useless, his tears flowed uncontrollably.
"Huwaa ...."
***
"Qilla, who is this?"
Arriving home, her mother immediately asked. The baby her daughter brought was very handsome.
"Were you told to look after him?" she asked later.
"I found this baby on the road, dragged by a cat. Poor thing, right? I was going to find the parents, but it was raining," Aqilla replied.
"You take a shower first, then we'll think about how to find the parents. Here, give him to me," she said, stretching out her arms.
In an instant, Haven changed place.
Aqilla left the living room while Mother sat on the sofa with Haven on her lap. She looked for anything that could be used as a clue on Haven's clothes. This made Haven uncomfortable.
What the hell? Why am I being searched?
"Ouch, bedwetting," said her, a little surprised.
Haven's eyes widened. Something wet felt on his lower body. Haven was reluctant to check, but out of curiosity, he did. At that very moment, his tears flowed like rain. Haven cried loudly.
"Qilla! Please buy me some pampers!"
***
Half an hour later, Haven calmed down. His body was leaning against Mother and his face was slightly flushed. Haven looked in all directions, as long as he could avoid confrontation with Aqilla.
"So cute."
Haven's cheeks puffed up. Her 17-year-old self, today drinking from a baby bottle was also wearing nappies.
Although no one reproached him, Haven felt embarrassed. Especially wearing baby clothes that he didn't know where they came from. When he returned to normal, he would have to interrogate Mika. How could there be such cruel human?
"Qilla, where did you find this baby?" asked Mother while gently patting Haven's arm.
"In the alley near the mall. When I found it, he was being dragged by a fat cat. I think this baby was kidnapped, and then the cat rescued it," explained Aqilla. She smiled because proud of the cat's kindness.
Mother nodded. She looked out the window. The rain was coming down heavily with lightning.
"You have tomorrow off school, right? Tomorrow we'll look for the parents," suggested her in a low voice, remembering that Haven had fallen asleep, leaving the half-empty bottle of milk behind.