new family

chapter 3 the kid

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cursing, slight mentions of suicide

his blond. most blonds are fucking assholes. his shaking. why is he nervous? there is only a high chance of these people are dicks. I get out of the car and go to stand with him on the porch. "hey kid my name is Sam, I'm Tommy's worker" the tall dude behind the kid spoke to me "Ranboo" I say. Abagail gets in front of us and crouches down so she's in our faces. "so the man who is looking after you, his name is Phil. he has two kids named Wilbur and Techno. and his wife is out on business a lot but I'm sure you will meet her soon" She gets up and turns around to knock. there's a shuffling of feet then the door opens. 

there is a blonde man standing at the door. great another blonde. and he is in his pyjamas. strange. " hey. hi. sorry. sunday is the house's sleep-in day. It's always good to get extra sleep in before starting the week." -he looks down at us-" hey boys, here how about we move this inside" he stands aside to let us in. his house is an open plan you can see the whole living room dining room and kitchen just by walking in the door. you can even see the patio off the living room. not far from the door outside there's a door with a sign on it saying "washroom" and then a staircase going up that wall. there seems like there's another room under the stars. yay, the orphan room... " Anyway, boys how about you two sit on the couch while us adults have a chat" I nod and walk to the couch. well, at least the couch is alright. and the house is only a little messy. It does sound like he raises two kids by himself so I guess that is to be expected.

 I turn to the other kid. he's just sitting there staring at the table "What the hell are you staring at Tommy" The sound of his name seemed to of made him jump "Sorry. umm...the table, there a stain on it, a little bit of bleach and some borak and vinger should fix it right up but Sam said I couldn't bring the cleaning stuff with me" " yeah would that not be stealing... I like it kid stealing stuff from shitty foster homes" that made him lost focus on the table just for a moment to look at me and say "this is my first house". fuck, this poor kid, he has only just become an orphan. whit no why am I feeling sorry? fuck this kid he hasn't had to go through this shit fuck of a system yet. but now that I'm looking properly I should have guessed. his hair seems freshly cut and it's shiny like it's clean. his clothes seemed fairly new and clean without holes, he even seems like his well feed. shit, he even smells clean. fuck him. " ok boys say goodbye to your workers. They will be back in a week to check in on you two" I flip Abagail off like I normally do. I've done that since she dropped me off at the third house. tommy runs up and hugs Sam. What a fucking weirdo. 

"ok, boys now how about we go upstairs to your room". room. like siguler room? "ranboo, relax it's only for now. the only room on the top floor that has suicide prevention glass and a padlock on the outside and in both your files it seems like you both need to be in there. only for now though. I have two spare rooms for you both once we both feel that you are ready to move in there. you can decorate the big rooms whenever you like as it's still your room however in the safe room you need to sleep in and have about two sets of clothes and that's it. everything else can go in your rooms." wow. a safety room. well, I guess it makes sense. we both follow Phil upstairs and at the top, there's a space that seems like it's a command room. and six rooms going off them. each with a sign. the one closest has safety room on it. the one next to it says techno, death on entry. jeee dark. on the wall opposite us and next to Technos it says Wilbur with musical notes covering the empty space. then it says phil&kristen next to it. the wall next to it has two empty signs. well, I guess there are our rooms. on the final wall next to us there's a bathroom and a small office space. "ok boys this is where your going to stay for now." Phil opens the door to the safety room

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