The Foundling Hospital (Boyxboy) *ON-HOLD*

1. "what did you call me !!"

-editing-

I looked up at my sister's through the wide eyes of a three year olds, reaching for them but never getting any closer.

Yeah I thought of them as my sister's, even though I learnt to find out we weren't actually related. Which didn't phase me much, they cared for me as if they were so that was all that mattered.

But all I could was think that they were taking them away from me, as my eyes brimmed with tears and soon my vision became blurred.
That they would slowly be digested by the goblers.

---------- 2 years later --------

I look back at my parents as those People who came to take my sister's away from me now came to take me away to, I stared back at my parents with teary eyes, how could they do something like that?

How could they abandon me and my sister's ?  I think to myself.
I think that's when I snapped, I bit who ever was trying to take me away sharply on the palm of their hand.
Then  screamed at my parents that I hated them... sure I didn't fully understand what I was properly saying but I needed them to feel hurt and betrayal that I was feeling at the time.

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I woke from reocuring dream I've been having for 7 years,
Since I've been at the foundling hospital.
Yep that's where those people took me and I'm sure so are my sister's,
Provably where in the girls wing of the building.

Funny, I remember Adeline telling me a story of how the people who took away kids once they reached 5 years old.
she had called them goblers,
because she believed once you were taken from your parents, you'd be taken to a castle where they dice you up into little pieces and gobble you up, savouring each,  last,  bite! ...

I never once found them scary though.

Well that is, until they came for my sisters.

I was suddenly aware of the shaking of my shoulder and looked up to see Rodger Cornelius Banks, my best friend and partner in crime, holding a candle, lit and shining bright through out the darkened dorm, making the shadows cower in the corner.

His signature evil grin on display, sometimes I wondered whether if it was crafted by the devil himself.

"Lets go pay Madeline and Adeline a visit, foster." He said smiling a toothy grin which i mirrored.

There's one thing about rodger, he's never for, as far as I can remember, ever called me by my first name and prefered to call me by my last.

"Rodger?" I say, climbing out of bed and putting on my boots.

"Why do you always call  me foster an' not Edmund?" I ask curiously even though I already knew the bleeding answer.

"Cause i' makes yew sound like a stuck up swat." He snorted, putting his finger on his nose making it point upwards, making me laugh and smile at my friend.

We got up and started walking to the massive air vent in the room till we heard someone say
"What in tha' Bleedin' 'eavens are ya  up to, I'm gonna tell tha' governor!"
We turned round to see standing behind us, Ralph Collins with a victorious smirk on his features.

I heard a growl and looked to my left to see Rodger looking angry as hell.
"Go on then, tell 'im, I bleedin' dare yer,  snitch" He said, and waited for Ralph to reply and smirked as he got silence, he then started to pry open the air vent once again, then signalled for me to get in the air vent.
Rodger was about to follow but Ralph mumbled something that stopped him in his tracks.

"Fuckin' troublesome wanker." Ralph mumbled.

Rodger turned around slowly and narrowed his accusing eyes at Ralph.

"What did yew call me" He said quietly.

"I said what did yew call me skipper!" He said snarled angrily.

"I called yew a wanker you nickey mandrake" Ralph stated calmly,  finally speaking up, the smirk evident in this voice.
Rodger ticked , he lunged at Ralph, tackling him to the ground, raining down punches onto his face.

By now the rest of the boys had woken up and had started cheering them on creating noise, and I knew it wouldn't be long before the governor or matron came down, Rodger seemed to notice to because he started shouting out to me over the crowd.

"Nommus, foster!" He shouted out over the cheers and I quickly closed the front of the air vent up so I couldn't be seen just as matron walked entered the room and everything quieted down.

"Get yer arse's in ta bed, now!" She threatened, growling towards the end while glaring at all the boys as they slipped back into bed.

"And yew." She stated coldly, pointing an accusing bony finger at Rodger, turning her fierce glare upon him, which didn't seem to bother him and glared back with as much disgust, though this only seemed to anger her as she hauled him up of the floor by his collar.

"Get yer 'ands of me you wrinkly old tea bag!" He struggling and wriggling  to get out of her steel hold.

She ignored him, tightening her grip "Yer gonna go 'ave a nice chat with the governor." she said smiling a bitter sweet smile.

"Mollisher." He mumbled and she replied by smacking  him up the side of his head.

"Child abuse." He muttered under his breath, which luckily didn't pass her ears.

"At least I didn't call you a ladybird... isn't it weird how the bugs ladybirds are pretty... and you're just not." He said ending he sentence in chuckle while staring  up at her which got him another smack though he stilled smiled as he saw the comment had bothered her.

I looked back at the unconscious shite on the floor that consisted of Ralph.

I rolled my eyes and turned back around in the air vent, which was really difficult to do, and moved through the tunnel till I was in the girls wing of the building.

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So I hope you liked it \( ^.^ )/

Also it has cockney dialect and so ill just translate some shits okai ^-^ ... (=^-^=)

Ladybird - prostitute/whore.
Mollisher - A woman, often a villain's mistress.

Nommus - Get away! Quick!
Mandrake - a homosexual.
Nickey - simple in the head.
Skipper -

Also if u didn't know cockney is a dialect which was most common in London in the 1800s+ it is still used today but mostly in east London and the rhyming slang hardly used.......oh Lord I sound like a historian XD