Part 3

Keeping the teddy’s attention was fairly simple for Neoma since part of her kunoichi training involved sweet talking and keeping targets attention squarely on her… though in this case the goal wasn’t to coax info from a target or talk the target into the bedroom for an assassination. The goal was simply to keep the little toddler like teddiursa’s attention squarely on her as they waited for her sister to arrive. Neoma couldn’t help but feel guilty about using Petie like this even as she offered him a cup of milk with a little bit of honey added for sweetness, cooing Petie as she did so and coaxing him to show how big a boy he was by not spilling it. Keeping the teddiursa firmly distracted.

If she had a choice she’d have never involved the little one, none of her family would have… but the mission was important, far above any personal feelings a ninja might have, so the best they could do was minimize the risk involved in bringing Petie into this. Stretching her arm out across the back of the couch as Petie looked away to take a slow sip of his milk Neoma smiled kindly down to the teddiursa, keeping him unaware that just behind and above his head she was motioning to the shadowy figure that had been hiding out of sight since he’d arrived.

Still smiling the greninja kept the little bear talking and oblivious as the figure slowly and silently approached the couch from behind, a small cloth satchel held in their hand…

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Petie was giddy with excitement, though he felt a little stupid over what made him so happy. Due to being clumsy and having a tendency to eat and drink faster than he should the little teddiursa rarely got to use a big boy cup outside of lunch in the school cafeteria. At home Momma insisted on a Sippie cup to minimize spilling incidents… which would be less embarrassing if Petie didn’t keep ending up proving her right every time he TRIED to use a big cup to show her he was a big boy. As it was he was completely focused on not spilling his drink as he took a long sip from it before looking back to Neoma.

As he resumed talking with her he idly wondered what the greninja’s sister would be like since he’d already met her mother more than once (the older ninja frog taught at the school he went to after all)… he also wondered what was taking her so long as his nose twitched a little. He was smelling something surprisingly sweet and a little spicy… like those herbal mixes people used in candles and incense… mixed with baby powder? He thought something had gone wrong with his sense of smell for a moment before somebody dumped a bunch of white and grey powder on him from behind.

Due to having an extremely powerful sense of smell, strong enough to let him hunt down hidden sweets from an incredible distance, Petie was also incredibly vulnerable to scents affecting his mental state ranging from making him happy, sleepy, angry, or even more babyish. As it was he ended up getting a good whiff of whatever had been dumped on him and his nose sang out as he felt a soft gently cloud settle over his mind. His worries and concerns melting away into the sweet smelling, spicy, baby powdery mist as he giggled and gurgled innocently, mentally sliding backwards down the age scale towards his toddler days…

Petie giggled and squealed excitedly as he saw the three pretty frog ladies looking down at him, pawing up to them eagerly and wanting to play. The toddler mind teddiursa could only babble happily as he was picked up and carried further into the house.

To Be Continued

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