Cyrus: *scoops up Riley and opens a closet* this is where you born! Kind of. Pre born! CONCEIVED! You were born here, technically
Bea: CYRUS! BEHAVE!
Cyrus: whatcha gonna do? Tell my mama? I'm her boy, she wouldn't do anything to me Bea
Night: think again, starboy.
Riley: *confused as hell*
Night: *snatches Riley* you're coming back with me because your brother can't seem to behave
Cyrus: NOT MY FAULT YOU FUCKED DAD IN THAT CLOSET AND OUT CAME FUCKING RILEY!
Night: boy I will tell my mini me to bite you. And she's teething. DO YOU WANT THAT?
Bea: my god y'all are lucky nobody's here at the moment
Cyrus: she's not a mini you
Night: oh yeah? *growls*
Riley: *growls*
Night: checkmate, Cyrus. Proof is in the Riley
Riley: *glaring at Cyrus*
Cyrus: the baby's giving me the death glare
Night: you done screwed up now! You're on her shit list
Riley and Night are my fav mother daughter team
Proving one bitch wrong atta time
Team Riley and Night!
YOU ARE READING
Galaxy Fam
RandomA small book featuring the lives of a silly blond boy, a 17-year-old sweetheart, a six year old chaos child and their toddler aged sister and their parents
