Your pov.
You had enough. You had no one. Your mom hated you, don't even get started with my dad. He would always come home drunk yell at you and beat you. I'm packing my shit and getting my ass out of here. I have a picture of my real parents, some cloths and snacks, a blanket and pillow, turtle, bunny, and cat food because all my pets can walk on leashes, and some other things in a suitcase and jumped out my window and took my pets from the back door. We were on the road. After 2 weeks we bumped into someone. Hey.. sorry. It's fine who are you? This guy with a cuphead asked me. I'm y/n.. and your cuphead??? Whoa freaky How ed you know my name. Your head gave it away haha. Oohh yea... we're you going? I don't know if ran away from home with my pets. Do you have a place to stay? No. Stay with us!! Another guy with a mug head said. That's my littler brother Mugman. So you wanna stay with us?? Sure. YAY Mugman shouted. Oh boy can't wait to see were this goes.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ this was a request by my friend nikki because she's dealing with abuse and we adopted her and she's my sister now. Yay.
