=NOT VERY SERIOUS, NOT VERY FURIOUS, THEY’RE MYSTERIOUS!= =LADIES & GENTLEMEN, NOW SUMMONING… MYSTERIOUS!= “Oh! Good idea,” Nate smiled as he took out a Medal, “Come on out my friend! Calling Translion! Yo-Kai Medal, do your thing!” “Uh… let’s stay calm,” Whisper commented as he managed to pry Jibanyan off of Nate, “Nate, I think it might be a good idea if we summoned that translator Yo-Kai,” “Nani? Who is this Onii-chan?” Pākānyan tilted her head. “I swear if something happened to my baby girl, I will turn you back into a Yo-Kai myself!” Jibanyan threatened. “Uh… did something happen during the summoning?” Nate asked as Jibanyan grabbed him, flames alite behind him. “Nani?! Where am I?! I know I was being summoned by Cyber-Onee-chan, but where am I now, nyan?!” Pākānyan whimpered as she looked around in shock, “I don’t see her anywhere!” =LADIES & GENTLEMEN, FUSHIGI ZOKU!= the Yokai Watch U declared before samba music came out =Fushigi! Fushigi! Fu-shi-gi Zo-ku!= She pulled out a red-colored Medal and slid it into the Yokai Watch around her neck. Instead of Nate, it was a girl around his age, possibly a bit older, with blue hair and pink eyes. Hoodienyan let out a confused mewl as she turned and blinked twice. “I couldn’t really make it out fully, whisu” Whisper noted before looking behind Hoodienyan, “Cyber-chan, maybe we could get some help from that new friend of ours.” “Huh? What did she say?” Jibanyan asked, looking over at Whisper.
“Daddy, whewe awe we?” Hoodienyan asked Jibanyan. There was a desk near the balcony sliding glass door and a sunroof above the big baby-blue bed.
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The upper half of the walls and the ceiling were a sky blue with the lower half of the walls a series of shades of green to look like tall grass, a bit of bordering along the bottom colored in shades of brown to resemble dirt. It wasn’t Nate’s room, but a girl’s room. She looked around and blinked a few times. Jibanyan began to laugh a bit, Hoodienyan noting his voice sounded different. “Eh?! Uncle?!” Whisper exclaimed in shock, at least understanding ‘uncle’. “Ano… Pākānyan, something wrong?” Whisper asked, Hoodienyan not recognizing the language he was speaking. =LADIES & GENTLEMEN, PRETTY ZOKU!= pop music began to play = Pretty! Pretty! Oh My Lovely! Pretty! Pretty~ Pretty~ Pretty~! Yes! Pretty! = =CALLING OUT, SHOUTING OUT, CHARMING! HERE THEY ARE… THEY’RE CHARMING!= =LADIES & GENTLEMEN, NOW SUMMONING… CHARMING!= Nate then caught it and smirked a little, “Yo-Kai Medal, do your thing!” Thus, the Medal was tossed into the air and pink energy glowed around it. Nate gave a small chuckle as he readied the watch, “Come on out my friend! Calling, Hoodienyan!”
He then rummaged in his haramaki and took out a camera, “Proceed!” Blizzaria asked me to take photos of her summons!” “Wait, wait wait!” Jibanyan smiled, “This is like her second summon ever. “Oh, that’s an excellent idea, Nate!” Whisper beamed, “If Blizarria is busy at the moment, then perhaps her daughter will be able to help out with cooling us down.” Nate groaned, “There goes that idea…I just got a cold shoulder from Jibanyan on i…” his eyes widened, “Hey, I’ve got an idea!” he opened the book and flipped through the pages, “Why not…” he held up Hoodienyan’s Medal, “Hoodienyan?” “I dunnyo, she just said she didn’t wannya be bothered,” “Nyo,” Jibanyan said quickly as he grabbed the Medal out of the air, “She’s busy with something,” “Regardless, we need to cool off,” Nate commented as he took out Blizzaria’s Yo-Kai Medal, “Come on out my friend! Calling, Bliz-” “Huh… There’s not a single Yo-kai here,” Nate blinked a few times. Jibanyan sighed and helped Nate up and thus Nate began to scan for Yo-Kai. “There has to be a Yo-Kai,” Nate commented as he tried to sit up, but was stuck to his bed, “Uh… help?” “The AC is probably broken,” Whisper noted, fanning himself. “My chocobars are melting!” Jibanyan whined, “Why does it have to be so hot?!” Nate let out an annoyed groan as he sat and felt the heat go on and on, “Why the heck is it so warm?!”
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