World Of the Mystic...

Chapter 2

Your POV:
Before long, my parents called us both in and I could smell there confusion. Kinda funny how when something un usual happeneds that most people don't know what to do. Besides the point, they looked at the human girl weary as they don't know what humans can do or if the human was pacifist or they were going to do genocide. They asked me where I had found her and I told them "they were in the old ruins. Apparently there was some lose dirt and the ground caved in and they fell." And my mother looked at me and studied my face to see if I was being truthful or not. I sure felt trusted in this family..

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Soon enough, my parents got used to the little girl. She was around my age so it was like we were siblings. The first things they asked is "do you have a family back home? You know...above ground?" And she slowly shook her head no and my dad had sadness in his eyes and he leaned down alittle and he placed his hand on her shoulder and asked if she wanted to be part of this family. She looked shocked but her reaction changed into rosy pink cheeks and a big smile nodding yes. I smelled overwhelming happiness and I kinda smiled too. My mom got up and asked her if she likes butterscotch or cinnamon pie and she said "would you want to help make it with me?" And she nodded and they went off. And I was all alone with my dad.

My dad looked at me and he asked if I knew about her for a while cause I kept visiting the ruined for a couple of days now and I tell him "I had a feeling something would happen...just...not this." And he looked away like he understood. He asked if I'm okay to have her in the family and I nod as I think I would finally not be alone...I'm not in town much unless dad or mom takes me to go do things so I get lonely.

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The girls came back with the pie and I laughed as my dad started to drool alittle and Eliza just looked at me curiously and I felt nervous alittle. I looked away and took a slice and my eyes lit up tasting the almighty food.

You: it's sooooo yummyyy! How did you...how much did you put in?! It's delicious!

Your mother: well I made it like I used to and she added some more sugar then usual. It was a mistake but by your attitudes it was a good one.

Your Dad: yeah! It's so much better then— n-never mind sweetie.

Your Mom: yeah it better be nothing. But while we were cooking, she told me that if she takes in lots of dust that it can be deathly so you are going to help dust the house. We don't want her dead.