We finally make it home in time for dinner. Our parents don't know that we go on missions. Since we have actual jobs, they assume that's where we go constantly. We have real names, too. I mean, did you really think that my name was Peach? Ha, no. My real name is Monroe but people call me Momo. Then there's my twin sister Crimson (Seriah), my other sisters Dragonfly (Kalista) and Athena (Zomora) but we don't talk about her, and my two brothers Kerosene (Odisious) and Jesus (Cornelius). Yep, one big happy, messy, kinda fucked up family.
"Hey kiddos, time for dinner." my dad said in a happy yet kind of tired tone. He's a hard-working man. We all love him.
"Alright dad." we all said in unison and sat down at the table.
"So, work kept you guys late huh?" he spoke once we started to eat.
"Yeah, work did." I responded in a strained tone while looking at Cornelius who thought it would be fun to put himself in jail for the hundredth time this week. He will never understand the trouble we go through just to get him out.
"Seems as though work has been doing that lately." he said curiously.
"Well, you know us, we all work very hard" Kalista looked at us tensely.
"I'm very happy for you all." he smiles at us all showing his smile lines that he reveals a lot due to happiness. If only he knew what we really do.
I was done with my meal and was currently in line to get another plate when I bumped into my brother Odisious who had cut the line. "Ladies first." I said annoyed.
"oh, shut up. I can do what I want. God, go suck a nut bro." he said obviously more annoyed than me. Yep, that's my brother. Fun, right?
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The Cutlers
Teen FictionThe Cutlers kids, are they truly normal or are the parents just oblivious?