[ Hello, human being who somehow is reading this.
Little warning: This fanfic is HEAVILY inspired by a comic. Even though, I don't know who the artist is, all I can do to """"credit"""" him/her/them is show you the comic. ]
What if Ray was touch-cra...
Hey, reminder: This is inspired by the next comic I saw reposted on Instagram. I tried to find the artist but I couldn't. If you know the artist I'd be gratefull for you to tell me so I can give actual credits to him/her/them.
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Now, you can read the thingy thing (Warning: There are some curse words)...
(Just to clarify, I'm using a Third Person's P.O.V.)
Normal day at the Grace Field house. It was sunny outside, therefore some of the little children were playing outside, some of the older ones were just laying or wandering around, some chatting with eachother. Of course, there was people inside, too: Mama Isabella was taking care of the babies, some kids were playing hide and seek, running through the hallways; The atmosphere was really nice, you could hear giggles or simple voices until you got way too into the forest, but there was a part of the House that was pretty quiet (This, wich was great for one of the people you might be interesed in). And that was the library.
Take in consideration that it was just around 2 p.m., you wouldn't expect someone to be there, surrounded by books, shelfs and silence, just reading or (What this black haired boy would call it) enjoying the peace before going back to the claustrophobic feeling of people moving around you. But Ray was there. Ray was there, reading a book (Apparently about plants that grew outside the House, "those wich you would see in your trip to your new house, after being 'adopted' by a new loving family"; the chapter about plants that contained water inside them to survive was the one where the boy's eyes were travelling side to side), laying against one of the tall bookshelf, sitting leg-crossed on the ground. That was, before he was interrupted:
- (Phil): Emma!! - Said our little boy, running towards the named girl who was laying in the grass, with Anna and Gilda - Can we play tag?? Me and Conny are booored - He motioned his hands up and down while saying this last part.
- (Emma): Of course Phil! Look for our other siblings and invite them to play, too!
After this, Emma jump-walked to the big tree that was near the House, where Norman was sitting, watching with a smile on his face as Lani and Thoma argued in a playfull tone against Don. The topic of this friendly discussion would never be found, the only thing that matters is that Don was about to lose when Emma speaked up:
- (Emma): Guys! Phil asked us to play hide and seek, are you coming?
- (Don): Yeah! I'll look for Conny and-
- No worries Don, she's alredy there!
- Oh, then I'll be going - And after that he walked away with a kinda embarrased smile, he was fastly cheered up by the blonde girl when he reached the children though
