o. 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐖𝐄 𝐊𝐍𝐎𝐖
❛ but if you have a minute why don't we go
talk about it somewhere only we know ❜
─ in which 𝐬𝐡𝐞 finds herself thrown into the bizarre world of the maximoff family ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･
ralph bohner , pietro "fietro...
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"DIDN'T YOU HAVE A DOG this morning?" Kamille questioned confusedly as she approached the family. Tommy and Billy's faces fell almost instantly, and Kamille rushed over with concern.
The twins and their mother stood outside their house with solemn expressions, the boys looking at Kamille with grief.
"Oh, darling," Muttered Kamille as Tommy ran into her arms, her arms circling around his shoulders. Billy hugged his mother's waist, clearly upset by the ordeal.
"I'm sorry, Toms." She whispered into his hair. He sniffled and drew back.
She placed a hand on his back, leading him inside. Billy and Wanda followed, hand in hand.
She quickly let go of Tommy, instead pulling Billy into a quick hug.
She retreated into the kitchen. "Sit down, Wan, I'll make the boys some hot chocolate," Kami offered, immediately met with a small smile at appreciation from the mother.
"Boys, go get ready for bed." She told the twins, who lazily drifted towards the stairs. "Don't brush your teeth!" She added.
"You want some?" Kamille called from the kitchen as she pulled a carton of milk from the fridge.
Kamille heard a small sigh from the stressed woman. "No, thanks," she denied. "I'll get Vis to give me a back rub later, though," she joked, Kamille chuckling heartily from the kitchen.
Swinging the cupboard open, she slid out a small bar of cooking chocolate and broke it up into the pan. Placing it on the heat, she began to hum softly to an old song she had once known all of the words to.
