Espresso Cookie/Espresseleine Oneshots

Oneshot 23 || Angst

E + L's age: 8
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Espresso got off the school bus, laughing and talking with Latte as they rushed home. Today had been a really good day in his third grade class, since their class had earned extra long recess, meaning he got to play with Latte on the playground a lot! He was in a super good mood.

Latte laughed as she ran up to the house, turning to Espresso. "How 'bout we play dolls together in our room?" She suggested, grinning at him.

He nodded to his sister. "Mhm!" They stepped inside and saw their mother, lounging and smoking on the couch. Espresso avoided making eye contact with her since he knew she would make his day turn bad. He decided that he would let nothing ruin his good mood.

"Hi, Mother!" Latte waved to her as she stepped up the couch, trying her best to ignore the cigarette smoke that filled the air of their house.

Their mother's face lit up as she saw Latte. She sat up, pressing a kiss on her daughter's forehead. "Hello, my dear. How did your day at school go? Were there any tests?"

A smile spread across Latte's face as she was kissed on the forehead. "It was so good," She responded. "There weren't any tests or quizzes. And we got extra recess!"

"Ooh, fun." She smiled standing up and taking Latte's backpack for her. "What are you planning on doing now?" She put her daughter's backpack away.

"I'm gonna play with Espresso in our room!" Latte turned to him, not noticing as Mother gave Espresso a mean look.

"I see," Mother mumbled, sighing before taking a drag of her cigarette. "Well, have fun, dear." She then stepped into the kitchen without saying a word to Espresso.

Latte grabbed Espresso's hand "I will, Mother!!" She practically dragged Espresso down the hall to their room. She pulled him inside, shutting the door. "Okay, so, how about we play dolls now? I'll play the sister doll and you can play the brother doll!" She headed over to the wooden toy chest in the corner of their room, rummaging around for a bit before pulling out one of her dolls. "We'll pretend the dolls are homeless 'cause the mother and father died, so they live in a dirty and smelly alley now. And-And pretend that my doll is basically the mother and she takes care of your doll!"

Espresso nodded, heading to the toy chest to try and find one of his dolls.

Latte grabbed the pillows from their bed and began to make a little pillow fort. "Here's the alley where our dolls live. How 'bout it's Winter too, and it's freezing and snowing!! Brrr..." She shivered at the thought. "And how 'bout they don't have any blankets 'cause they're super poor!" She turned back to Espresso, who was still looking through their toy bin. "Hurry up, Espresso!" Latte frowned.

"I'm trying!" He yelled back, his brow furrowing as he shifted through the toys, not being able to find the doll he wanted. "I can't find my favorite doll."

She groaned from across the room, throwing her head back. "Well, hurry up! I wanna play now!" She turned back to her doll. "Okay, and also, there's a rat infestation in the alley too! Infestation—I just learned that word today! It means that it's taken over by a thing," Latte explained, grabbing a stuffed animal rat to be the rats infesting their alley.

"Mhm. I already knew that word," Espresso responded snarkily.

Latte stuck out her tongue at him before grabbing more pillows to be the neighboring buildings. "Also, there is a chef who cooks, like, pasta n' stuff at his restaurant... And that's how the dolls get food! They gotta steal the pasta from him." Latte looked back at Espresso. "Espresso! Why are you taking so long??" She asked, annoyed.