Juno's POV
Of course Rj doesn't pick up the phone, he never does because 'he's the boss and he's the best'. If you were the best you'd come and take this damn child!
I focused on the food I was cooking in front of me, it was a recipe for handmade dumplings suggested to me by Rj. He told me to make these so I wouldn't get fatter, who does he think he is going around telling people this? Would he tell his mother this?
He probably would.
T's pov
I woke up with this cage thingy on my face, I sat up and it immediately slipped off. I stared at it blankly just wondering how stupid this person is. I smelt something sweet in the air as I looked around the room.
This isn't home, so where am I?
I got up off the sofa to walk towards the smell. A tall man with white hair was stood over an oven gripping his head as he glared at the cooking food. He looked like Milo when he burnt the pancakes on a school morning. They were not edible. Anyway, who was this guy? Is he a friend of Milo's that I don't know of? Oh wait, he has no friends. This guy seems to be a bit 'stressed' about something so I decided to ask him what's wrong. He jumped when he heard my little voice.
''What- how? How did you get that cage off?'' Juno stuttered in a surprised tone.
''It was really easy. You want to know how I did it?'' I spoke confidently.
''I guess. I could use some more tips.''
''I just stood up and it slipped off, maybe you should put it on a little tighter moron.''
''Wow you are quite the potty mouth kid. Where did you learn that word?'' Juno proudly said.
I just stood and stared at him, he was just staring back. This 'staring competition' just kept going, then he blinked.
So I screamed ''HA! I WIN, YOU LOSE'' and ran to another room.
He was quite confused. He just stood there; then noticed I wasn't around him anymore and I heard him shout a word starting with 's' and ending with a 't'.
So I shouted back ''VERY NAUGHTY WORD MISTER!''
And then I heard him shout again ''YOU SAID A NAUGHTY WORD FIRST KID! DON'T PLAY INNOCENT.''
I mean I did but that doesn't matter. He hasn't got the right to look after me, only Milo does and he will always find me. One way or another.
He finally found me after 10 minutes of me hiding in a cupboard. This guy is really bad at hide & seek. He looks slightly like Milo's age. He was holding my hand tightly as he was cooking still. I decided to ask him a question.
''Mister? How old are you?''
He didn't answer. A bit rude don't you think. I tugged his hand to get his attention but he was to focused on the food. I had one idea, but it involves some vocal work. I screamed as high as I can to try and get someone's attention from outside.
''Shut up kid.''
I looked up at him and screamed even louder.
''You do know we are out in the countryside. Oh wait, you don't know. You've been stuck in this house for 2 days.''
I was staring at him blankly again. Can you guess what I did next? I cried. One way to make this assumed softie to feel bad. He just started to stare back and I could see the pain in his eyes. I kept crying and crying. I guarantee he will be trying to calm me down in 3..2..1..
''Ok kid. enough crying. It's burning my ears .''
I was still 'crying'.
''What do you want from me? A teddy? Food? Toys?''
He clearly doesn't know what a kid wants when they're crying. Just so you know this is just the beginning off annoying him.
''I want to see my dad!'' I shouted while sobbing.
''Anything besides that. I have strict orders from a friend.'' Juno calmly said.
I continued to fake cry.
''I'll just call him then. Wait here and don't go anywhere.'' Juno spoke angerly.
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𝚃𝚘𝚘 𝙸𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎
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