❄Chappy 04- Watch your mouth

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fou_solitaire

12 years earlier

"Go give out chicken. We need to know the neighbours." My mum shoved a bucket full of fried chicken to me. Why five them chicken????

"Why me? We haven't unpacked yet. I don't even have a room yet."

"Cause you're the girl." My mum replied. I heard my brothers snicker. "Remember all the names of neighbours and describe them to me. Now go."

"But I'm 5.."

"Still a girl, sorry."

I grunted. Freaking mum is going all sexist in the house. Where's dad when I need him?

"Go out there sis." My brothers pushed me out and locked the door. Jerks.

I never noticed how long the roads were. Do kids even live here? It's so quiet. Why a bucket filled with fried chicken? What? Why?

I went to the nearest less abandoned looking house and knocked on the door. This house better not be some pedophile house. I'll kill my family. No wait I died then. I'll haunt my family. Big time.

"What do you want?" A gruff voice boomed through the cracks of the door.

"Er. I just moved here with my family..."

"So?"

"Let me finish." I snapped. This man better have manners if he's talking to me.

"What did you say?" He boomed opening the cracks of the door wider.

"Eek." I squeaked and placed the bucket full of chicken beside me and backed off. That's my queue to leave, right?

I walked slowly backwards. Careful not to make a sound for no reason before I bumped into someones chest and he tied a handkerchief over my eyes. Now. That's my queue to scream. I'm positive.

Then the hands went on my mouth. How small is his hands? It smells like peach. What the world?

"Quiet..girl. Or I'll...gun you?" Um. That's stupid. Is he a trained kidnapper or what?

"It's shoot." I muttered through the strawberry scented hand man.

"Quiet." He ordered.

I rolled my eyes under the handkerchief. "Kill me now." I muffled.

"Hohoho."

"She wants us to kill her." He chuckled.

"Better than staying here with idiots."

"Watch your mouth!" I heard a boy scream and smiled. "Oops."

"Um. Shut up. Domi_something.(I didn't quite hear what his name was.) Go back to your room before I uh..torture you."

"Show me your weapons." I muffled through his hands. How could he stand the heat of my breath? I can't stand my breath.

"No problem." The gruff voice huffed.

I heard a light saber.

"Oh come on!" I screamed and licked his hand.

"Ewwwwwwwww. Cooties!" I heard the boy scream. I saw the Domi whatever name he is was munching on my fried chicken. Pig. I looked back saw the almost identical looking to Domi what ever name he is.

"Twins?" I grinned.

The strawberry boy only laughed.

"No." Domi rolled his eyes and placed the bucket of chicken beside him and came close to me.

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