meeting the little boy

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*one day it's snowing Zora is playing in the snow she's running around giggling her family is in the house, she plays with her ball she throws the snow and makes snow angels suddenly she hears a sound behind a trash can she walks slowly behind the trash can and sees a little boy he's cute he has tan skin and gorgeous honey eyes and black shorts hair*

Zora: h-hello?
*she says softly, the boy turns around fast and looks at her angerly*

Deimos: who are you! What are you don't here!
*he says angerly*

Zora: n-nothing..t-this is m-my home..i-i heard you m-makinf n-n-noises

Deimos: well go away! I don't want you here. *he says in a deep child's voice*

Zora: w-whats you're n-name?

*the boy rolls his eyes*
Deimos: it's Deimos..deimos sedrick

Zora: D-deimos...i-i like t-t-that n-name..
*she looks at him softly*

Zora: d-do you w-wanna play..?
*she says with a smile*

Deimos: play? Who do you think I am?

Zora: w-well you l-look my a-age so..i thought you'd l-like to p-p-play..

Deimos: no! Now go away!
*he says angerly*

*suddenly Zora throws a Snowball at him*

Deimos: what the-

*Zora giggles*
Zora: c-come on! L-lets play!

*Deimos sighs*
Deimos: alright..

*he runs with her and laughs he plays Snowball fight with her, a few minutes later she hears her father calling her*

Zora: m-my d-daddy is calling m-me..i should g-go..

Deimos: alright, I'll see you later..
*she runs off back to her mansion Deimos looks at her running and sighs*

*Zora runs to her father*
Zora: d-daddy!

*Marco looks at her with a smile and kneels down*
Marco: hey sweety, what were you doing?

Zora: n-nothing!
*she lies to her father not wanting to get in trouble for talking to strangers*

Marco: alright sweetheart well it's time for bed so come on.

*she gets dressed into her night gown and falls fast asleep in her comfy bed*

*the next morning Zora runs outside to find the little boy but he's nowhere to be found she sighs she wishes she could play with him again*

*overtime she forgets all about him she wishes she had some one to play with but she has her family and that's all she ever needed*

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