Adopted By Twenty One Pilots (Remake)

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Dakota's POV

So, the people who are adopting me should be here any minute. I'm sitting in the corner of my 'room' playing with the chain around my ankle. The Man put it there, I think to stop me from running away but it really does nothing since I am genuinely strong for a 9 year old.

Creeaakk

The door creaks open as The Man walks in with two other people... Boys? Ugh why boys. It is an actual fear of mine, since I live with one... My life hasn't been good...

"C'mon, Dakota, they are here,"

I slowly stand up and finally reach The Man and the other boys, with the sound of my chain hitting the floor behind me. (i barely feel a smile...)
I closely inspect the boys.

One of them is tall and skinny, with fluffy hair and chocolate brown eyes... Like my hair a bit? The other has a Mohawk type thing, and is a tiny bit shorter and also skinny. His Mohawk is legit bleach yellow.

"Here's the girl. Make sure to abuse her properly," the man emotionlessly said while practically throwing me at the boys.

"First of all, don't treat her like that she's ours now," the taller one said. "And secondly, we are not planning at all to abuse her."

The man just manically cackled and turned into the dark abyss of my old home.

-Car trip-

"So," the yellow haired rockstar began. "My name is Josh. That one is Tyler,"

I looked at Tyler, then back at him. I just nodded as a reply. I curled my legs up to my chest and squished into the corner of the car. My tail was swishing around, and my ears were cautiously perked up.

~WOOT WOOT tI ME SKIP TO THE H OUSE

W.O.W. This house looked so... Nice and modern! Josh giggled at me and picked me up, I blushed. He took me inside the house. (Use your imagination and glutes to just think of your dream house and that will be what it looks like ok)
Josh put me down and I looked up at him. Gosh he was tall! I was only like
3 feet. He was probably about 5 ft 5.
I looked up at Tyler. He was even taller! Gosh these guys are tall. But they were both looking at me with strange faces.
"Is that... 2 bruises on your cheek?" Tyler asked. Oh yeah... The bruises. I slowly nod, and feel a warm tear on my cheek. I look down at my feet, before being pulled into a warm embrace. Tyler picked me up and took me to the couch. I remain cuddled up to his chest, and silently cry into his huge jumper. He pulled away and looked at my bruised cheek. He gently rubs his thumb over it and pulls me back into a hug. A warm, love filled hug. I slowly drift to sleep... A nice peaceful sleep...-

TYLER'S POV

I woke up at about 7:00 this morning, on the couch? I look down and see a peaceful Dakota, snuggled into my chest. I sigh and looked down at her. I can't believe anyone would hurt such an innocent little girl so bad. I smile at her sleeping position. Curled up into a miniature ball. She's so tiny too, like about 3 ft 2. I was 5 ft 6, so compared to me I am a giant. I hear footsteps coming downstairs, so I assume it's Josh. He comes around and shows me pictures on his phone of her and I sleeping. I just smiled.

"She's so adorable. Hey... Did you notice her bruises?" I got curious.

"Yes, actually, I noticed them in the car, but I didn't want to bring it up so soon,"

I look down at her again, and pull her closer to me. Whoops, I think I woke her up. She stretched out, rubbed her eyes and opened them. She looked straight up at me and smiled. I smiled back at her in awe, her smile is so contagious. She wrapped her arms around me, forcing me to hug her back. Who would deny and offer like that?

"I think we should go shopping today. Summers coming, and all you have is an oversized jumper and some leggings," I had thought about this overnight.

"O-ok," she hesitated. I wonder why?

She stretched one more time, then got up to go to the kitchen. She took a deep breath in of the bacon Josh was cooking, and sighed out in contentment. I seriously am addicted.

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