Two local suburban dads with four children adopt a tiny moth child?

Chapter 3

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It's been an hour since the family of six became a family of seven. And the whole family took to Giorno like a fish to water, he was their missing puzzle piece. Right after Abbacchio told Giorno he could stay with them Trish dragged Narancia to a toy store and bought a three floor dollhouse, a doll bed that was extremely soft, as well as many many many doll clothes. When the two came home and showed everyone what they bought everyone was excited for Giorno. The moth stared at everything, quietly. For a moment Trish and Narancia felt like the messed up, is there something he didn't want? Did he not want any of this?

Giorno looked at the two and smiled,

"Thank you!" He beamed at them and flew into his dollhouse,

"I love it!" He fell on the bed and basically rolled around, everyone in the house couldn't but coo at how cute he was.

"I'm glad we got stuff you like Giorno." Narancia smiled,

"I'm going to make dinner...what do you eat Giorno?"

"....leaves....and flowers. Flowers are my favorite cause they're sweeter." Bruno hummed.

"Ok, Why don't you go with Mista to the garden and pick what you want, is that ok with you Mista?"

"That's totally fine with me! Come on little man, let's get you some food." Giorno nodded and flew up to Mista's shoulder. After Giorno was on his shoulder Mista made his way out the back door and towards the garden.

"...So. Any ideas what he is?" Everyone in the house looked to Fugo who was picking up all the discarded books Bruno and Abbacchio were reading.

"He says he's a moth Fugo. So he's a moth." Bruno said as he made his way into the kitchen

"Fine." Fugo went to the bookcase and put the books back,

"I'm not saying he doesn't belong with us, he's been here and hour and everyone took to him."

"I know."

"Alright little man. Which flowers do you like the best?" Giorno flew off MIsta's shoulder and towards the multicolored purple flowers and dark green leaves,

"These are my favorites...very sweet."

"Alrighty then." Mista walked to the bush and started picking the flowers, looking to the right he saw Giorno pulling one of the petals off and taking a small bite of the petal. Mista smiled when he saw the expression on Giorno's face

"You really like these things huh?" Giorno nodded quickly,

"I do!"

"So, do you think we got enough flowers?"

"I think so."

"Alright then, up you go little dude." Mista patted his shoulder with his empty hand, Giorno sat on Mista's shoulder with the petal still in his hands. Mista had to stop himself from laughing as Giorno kept nibbling the petal

"I wouldn't keep eating that. Bruno likes the family to eat together." Giorno stopped nibbling the petal and looked towards Mista,

"...Would he be mad at me...?"

"Hm. I don't think he'd be mad at you, it's hard to explain." Girono nodded

"OK." Giorno dropped the petal and watched sadly as it fell to the ground,

"Bye bye petal." He said in a small voice.

"....Why do you gotta be so freaking cute!" Mista said as he opened the door

"We're back!"

"It's not like you left the yard." Abbacchio said as he sipped his wine,

"What flowers did you pick, Giorno?" He asked as he sat his wine glass onto the table then looked at Mista and Giorno

"I picked these!" Giorno beamed as he flew towards Mista's open hand that held his favorite flowers. Abbacchio nodded with a small smile,

"Hibiscus. Those are my favorite flowers too."

"Really?" Giorno smiled and flew to Abbacchio, he plopped down on Abbacchio's shoulder

"Yes really, they smell good. And they look pretty." Giorno nodded

"Where do I put the flowers?" Mista asked, Abbacchio slid a small plate towards him

"Put 'em on that." Mista nodded and placed the multicolored flowers on the small white plate.

"Thank you Mista!" Giorno said with a giant smile

"No problem little man. I'm gonna go watch some t.v till dinner."

"Ok, don't turn it up too loud."

"Yeah yeah." Mista waved his hand and walked towards the t.v room,

"Where's Bruno?" Giorno asked,

"He's getting changed. He'll be down soon don't worry." Giorno nodded and looked at the flowers longingly.

"....You want one?"

"I do....but Mista said that Bruno wants the family to eat together. So I will eat with everyone else." Giorno said as he looked at Abbacchio with a giant smile.

"Alright then." Abbacchio said with a small smile. Giorno hasn't been here for long yet everyone loved him. Truth be told Abbacchio already adored Giorno, but something wasn't right. When Giorno first got here his speaking was all choppy like he never spoke or hardly spoke, now he was almost as good as everyone in the house. It shouldn't bother him, it doesn't really, but...why does he feel scared that somethings not right?