A Failed Invention

              Bekhin, quite frankly, was bored. He had nothing to do but walk, and for a 4 year old kid, that does not really suffice. He sighed, gradually louder and louder, until finally the noise coming from his mouth was not possible to ignore.

             "Bekhin, what is it?" Klonoe groaned.

              I'm bored!" Bekhin replied.

             "Then don't be." James responded, grinning.

             "But I can't!" Bekhin sighed. "I want something to do!"

              "I have to agree with Bekhin on this one." Autumn stated,frowning. "We need something to do."

              Klonoe groaned.

              "Kids these days." he muttered.

              "Hey, I have an idea!" Susan exclaimed, jumping into the conversation.

              "What is it, Aunt Susan?" Bekhin asked gleefully.

              "How about you run ahead and look around and see if you can find some trace of civilization." Susan replied excited. "You could be detectives!"

              "It sounds good, but I can't come." Autumn told her mother, sighing

              "Why not?" Bekhin asked her.

              Autumn, annoyed, pointed at her legs.

              "Hehehe." Bekhin laughed nervously. "Sorry."

              "Well, then it's settled." Susan him, smiling. "Now, go on!"

              "Here I go!" Bekhin shouted.

              Susan smiled, feeling the pleasure of doing a good deed. However, suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her shoulder.

              "What was that for!" she shouted, turning around to face Klonoe.

              "Are you out of your mind!?!" Klonoe shouted at her.

              "Come on Klonoe, he'll be fine." Susan reassured him. "Nothing will happen to him, I'm sure!"

              "Yeah Uncle Klonoe, Bekhin is super strong!" Autumn yelled at the adult.

              Klonoe sighed, and shook his head.

               "Do you not recall what got you in your current predicament, Autumn?" Klonoe said, scowling.

               "Yes, it was that mean chicken..." Autumn began, but stopped as she began to understand Klonoe's point.

               "I see you understand now." Klonoe replied, glaring at Susan. "Not only have you told my son what he can and cannot do, you have also needlessly put him at risk with the monsters of this forest."

               "Erm...I see." Susan stated, sweating from embarrassment. "Sorry about that."

               Klonoe just glared. James, sensing a fight, decided to butt in.

              "Now, lets stop this guys." he stated, nervous that his wife would get hurt.

              "Fine." Klonoe growled.

              "Luckily, I have a way to fix this." James said, grinning.

              "How?" Klonoe questioned, clearly confused.

              "He went north, correct?" James inquired, his grin growing even larger.

             "Yes, why do you ask?" Klonoe replied, pondering the question.

              "To find him, all we must do is..." James replied, having broke into a smile like no other. "Go north!"

              Klonoe glared at him.

               "That's good logic, but seriously?" he stated, glaring at James.

              "Seriously!" James assured him. "Let us be off!"

              Klonoe groaned.

              "Fine, I've done stranger." he thought to himself, sighing.

              So, they set off north, looking for Bekhin. Unfortunately, no matter how much they looked, they could not seem to find him. The four were in low spirits and were about to give up, but then something happened.

              "Hey, what's that!" Autumn yelled, pointing at a shape in the distance.

              "Hm... that looks like a-a- house!" Klonoe shouted, excited.

             "Yes, yes it does. Let's go!" James agreed.

              As they ran to the house, Autumn looked around. For some weird reason, instead of seeing a person, she saw some sort of yellow horse with pink hair.

             "Um, excuse me," Autumn said, waiting for everyone to come to a complete standstill. "Does anyone else see that small yellow horse?"

             "Yes, I do Autumn." Klonoe replied.

             "Huh, would you look at that!" James exclaimed. "A yellow horse, with wings, no less!"

             "Yes, it's all very amazing." Susan said, yawning. "But where is it's rider?"

             "I don't know, but I feel like I've seen this horse before." Autumn replied, scratching her head.

             "Well, if there is horses here, then there must be people as well!" Klonoe exclaimed, however, he yelled a little too loud.

              "Huh? What was that?" the horse said.

              "A talking horse!?!" Klonoe exclaimed.

             "Eeek! Please, go away!" the horse squealed.

             "It's ok...we wont hurt you little horse!" Autumn cooed, getting it's attention.

             "R-really?" it questioned, still frightened.

             "Nope, unless Klonoe here gets upset." James replied, pointing at Klonoe.

             "Hey!" Klonoe shouted at him. "I resent that!"

             The horse giggled at the spectacle in front of it.

             "I guess some introductions are in order." Susan stated, smiling.

             "I-I guess." the horse said.

             Soon, the humans had introduced themselves to the horse.

             "So, who are you?" Autumn asked it.

             "Um, I-I'm Fluttershy..." the horse replied.

             "I feel like I've heard that name before..." Autumn thought to herself.

             "Hey, Fluttershy!" a voice called out.

             "That's Bekhin!" Klonoe thought, turning around.

             There, on the doorstep, was Bekhin.

             Klonoe gasped.