How i imagined Cyrus to be like.♡´･ᴗ･'♡
Just imagine him with white hair and blue eyes( ͡°³ ͡°).
Cyrus
I woke up again to pulling of hair.
Cracking one eye open i saw small chubby hands grip unto my white curls dragging and playing with it.
I turned my head to the other side and cracked open the other eye, seeing a small figure hold fast to a gun, shaking it around and giggling, its little fingers awfully close to the trigger.
Don't kill my brother and cousins.
I sprang up took hold of the gun and kept it inside the drawer next to my bed side.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?, you wanna die?" I asked Maggie frowning, she was the Maroon haired girl Lola was holding when she had apparently broke into my Mansion.
Maggie tilt her head sideways black doe eyes staring up at me before giving me a grin, having only two teeths up and down her gums.
"Gu Gu Ga Ga" she said still giggling. Maggie was a very cute baby and i suspect when she comes of age she'll be able to make millons of heart fall for her.
"Yeah yeah"
I felt a hard tugged of hair and i turned to the person or child responsible.
Harry also black eyed with dark brown hair and light olive skin smiled at me also exposing a pair of four teeths, two up and two down.
Unlike Maggie his sister who could make hearts fall, i could tell Harry was gonna break them.
He smiled at me again then tugged my hair trying to put it into his mouth.
"No, no, you little shit, don't do that" i said gently prying my hair out of his tiny hands and smoothen them.
Is it healthy to swear infront of them.....ehn it don't matter
"Abula bu a bu?" Harry said in his baby language tilting his small head staring up at me like i was suppose to understand him.
"Sorry love but i don't speak baby" i said
"You must be hungry i guess, let's get you fellas down stairs"
I couped up Maggie in my right hand and left Harry on top of my head.
I only adjusted him so he was comfortable and won't fall off. I know probably not the safest way to carry a child but he seemed to be having fun playing with my white curls so i let him be.
At least he wasn't crying, that would be bad.
As i climbed down the stairs, i noticed it was already dark out, the cool breeze slipped through the low cracks of my sliding glass windows.
"Angie what time is it?" I asked my house system
"8:24pm sir" she replied
"Thanks"
My curly wavy white locks lay messy in front of my face, i hadn't bother to tie them up i brushed a few strands out of my eyes so i could see more clearly.
"Abu ga la baba" i turned to stare at Maggie giving her a confused look.
"Look i don't understand what're trying to say but just hang in there, we're almost down" i said offering a tight lip smile hoping it didn't come out awkward, forced or scary.
After Lola had abruptly left i took Maggie and Harry and Elliot told to make himself at home while i went back to my sleep.
I hadn't change out from what i was wearing, still in a wrinkled tank top and sweats.
