Chapter One

942 10 1
                                    

Pico was talking to his pal/frenemy, Captain John Tankman about guns and stuff when a soft cry was heard.

"Fuck was that, Pricko?" Tank blurted before being shushed by Pico.

"Shut up! It could be a trap!" he whispered, slinking around the building to find ENA, cradling some shape in her arms, her sad side and feminine voice stifling a sniffle.

"What's that, emo girl?" She whipped her head around, stumbling over her words. "I-I dunno! I was walking with Moony when we saw this and it won't quit crying!!" she began to panic and almost dropped the bundle when her hands rushed to her now grey face. The ginger boy in front of her caught it right before it hit the ground.

"So where's Moon?" He said after she had finally calmed down.

"She went to go find somebody who's actually good with these things.. she said it was.. a child!"

Pico looked surprised, the only kids he'd seen were Skid and Pump, why would some random child be here, now?

Ms. Lila sped around the corner with Moony and the two spooky month children.

"Oh my god! How- What- When!" She took the child from Pico's arms and peered at it's face and body.

"Poor thing's all bruised and scratched up!.." Lila concluded. Skid and Pump looked at each other, shrugging.

"Who's gonna take care of it?" Pump quizzed.

Everybody looked to him, they hadn't thought about that yet.

"Well, maybe you could, Lavender!" Tank chuckled from behind Pico.

"Nonono, I already have these rascals, I don't need another, heh!" She politely declined, pointing to Skid and Pump, and added swiftly. "And please, don't call me Lavender."

The kid was finally starting to wake up, it looked about 4-5, maybe 6? Pretty small, looked maybe half the size of the spooky kids.

———————— (pov change) 

You opened your eyes, a bright e/c. You took one look at the lady looking gently at you, and tried desperately to pry yourself from her grip. She grew concerned and let you down, you went to run but found yourself surrounded.

They all looked at your panicked face and backed up, trying to give you space, except for two little kids that looked bigger but around your age.

"Hai! Are you okay, new friend?" A little boy in a skeleton costume chirped.

"Skid back up! You'll scare them!" A ginger boy snorted, this "Skid" backed away in an instant, muttering.

"Sorry Mr. Pico.."

You felt dazed, what was this place? How'd you get here, and why was that lady holding you?! Where were your parents and why were you covered with bruises and scratch marks?

———————

haha look at me I'm keeping the rest a draft until I finish it all, suffer

—a/n

Newgrounds Parents! (discontinued)Where stories live. Discover now