Muzan sat on the porch reading listening to the birds. The kids had joined there father and went into town.
Only Asra and Jericho were there. Asra stayed because he didn't want to go and Jeriuwas just to little.
Asra being the oldest of the kids in the house with them had a lot to do. Unlike his younger siblings he was almost thousands of years old, along with his twin sister and elder siblings.
He was six years apart from his older siblings and about three hundred years apart from his little brother Valen.
So Asra was way older then his other siblings.
Valen was a hundred and fifty years old, but looked seventeen.
Xannon was sixty years old, but looked fifteen.
Osiris, Nasir, and Dashirell were fourteen.
And the youngest Jericho had just turned four.
So Asra was old but didn't look a day over twenty.
Muzan and Yorichii also didn't look a day over twenty that's why on confused most of the villagers that Asra was actually Muzan's son not his brother.
Yorichii was 'thirty',and Muzan was 'thirty two'.
"Mom?" Asra asked.
"Yes dear?"
"How long do you think we will have to be in hiding?"
"I'm not sure"
Asra sighs then puts a cup of tea down next to him.
"Mommy?"
"Yes Jericho"
Jericho climbed onto Muzan's lap. Muzan put his boom down and looked at him.
"I want a baby sister or brother!"
Muzan blushes hard.
"Um well-"
"Jericho leave mama alone" Asra said.
"Awww" Jericho pouted and hopped off his lap.
The sun started to set turning the grass in front of the house a soft orange and red.
Figures of his family came into view and Muzan smiled. Asra set the table and served the food.
All the kids entered the house. Yorichii smiled and kissed Muzan's cheek. They entered.
What a perfect family.
Yeah so I'm running out of ideas so help?? //slapped.
Ow.
