"Clow was the most powerful. We still might not be able to handle this guy."

"Kero, do you think I'm ready to face him now?" 

"Maybe. Depends on what cards he has. Cards are much more powerful than regular magic."

"We don't really have anything for a fight. Maybe I can catch him around town, so he's not prepared. Let's go home." 

They go home. 

Scott mediates with the new card. 

The new card is... pretty simple. Even simpler than The Move—it doesn't even have a mischievous streak. It's really just a big bird.

That's cool too. Birds are fine.

"Kero, if I use Windy, Through, or Move, could I get his cards away from him?"

"Not if he's written his names on the cards and befriended them. Then they're his and will come back to him."

"Okay. Our best bet is to confront him when he's not on his turf, maybe kind of public. If he wants to make it a fight, he'll have to wait. Tomorrow I'll go into town and look for him."

A "plan" formed, they go their separate ways. 

And the next day, Stiles takes Scott and Kero to the center of town. 

Nope.

"Okay. Um. Kero, do you want to get something to eat, while we're out. Doesn't have to be completely wasted." 

"Ooh, ice cream?"

Scott gets enough ice cream for three.

Stiles gets one, and Kero gets the other two.

Eeee nom~

(Who knows where in this tiny body all that ice cream is going. Certainly not inside.)

Stiles proves quite capable of putting it all away, too, but he's a teenage boy.

"So are we doing ice cream instead of finding this guy? Because that seems kind of important."

"We can't just attack him at his house, we have to just...run into him. On purpose. We'll try again tomorrow."

And tomorrow, some people have actual work to do.

Like math. Lots of math. Wow, so much fun.

Math.

All good things must come to an end.

Alistair exits math, and walks through the courtyard to his next class.

At which point he is interrupted by this kid, holding a pink staff.

"Hi, we met yesterday? I'm the cardcaptor. Kero, this is him," the boy whispers to his backpack.

His head pops out of the backpack. "It is! ...I don't know who he is."

"What the hell is that? Some kind of new toy? I don't have time for this, kid."

He tries to walk past him.

"Windy, surround us."

Yup, that's a pink staff and a card doing what they do best.