The first thing Flare thought walking into house was 'what the fuck' Her 3 batshit crazy children had done something real magical this time. Color all over the walls, and somehow the ceiling?
Walking deeper into the house she sees confetti and random bits of chalk. As she walks, she hears 3 voices coming from her eldests room.
Oh dear god help me.
This was the source of the chaos. It was a mess. Clothes thrown everywhere, the chalk used to color the walls now sat in a box next to the door. The fan had flowers drawn on it and the walls had splatters of paint on it, along with the bedsheets. Sat on the floor were her 3 problem children, all staring up at her with looks of terror.
"What. Happened." She says in a low voice.
"Hey mom! Welcome home...?" Pyro stands up, looking very nervous.
"Pyro you're the oldest you were supposed to be looking after them what-" Flare gestures to the walls and floor "-the hell is this?!"
"Oh that was me, sorry about that." Nova says from behind Pyro. Nova and their natural look of calmness during their moments of pure panic. Nomi can be seen behind them texting someone. Probably one of them and Novas friends.
Flare just sighs angrily.
"Please just- clean it up before dinner. I can't handle this right now go clean it up please." Flare says very thirdly. It was easier to not get too mad at the kids. It wouldn't be much help to yell at them that would just make them do this more often if anything. It's a good thing the 3 immediately get to work cleaning, though.
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I'm very self centered but look a thing not written in Nova pov look I'm not being narcissistic this time omg anyways family dynamic my beloved please Flare write more happy family dynamics please Flare plea
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Small Friend Stories
Ficção GeralI'll update this when I'm bored and think of random stories involving either irl friends or online friends Mainly Nova-centric because it's hard to not write in that pov
