The Assassin's Child

how parents should be

Mark's P.O.V.

i wait for Lutar, it is almost 8:00 and the door knocks "wow you came right on time" i say as he comes in. he looks around " so were is the kitchen" he says " right around the corner" we walk to the kitchen. Lutar opens the fridge and takes out the cookie dough, milk, flour and bananas ? "what are we doing?" i asked in confusion, he smiled " making cake" i thought to myself .... why? but did not question him. "oh no were out of cookie dough.. i will go get more" i leave and get cookie dough, . i went to the nearby groceries store to see people staring at me, i gave some money to the cashier. he just looked strangely at me, "..... hat? never seen a kid making cake before?" i say coldly and leave the store.

Lutar's P.O.V

 as i waited for mark two adults came in they looked kinda like mark so i said " hi so you must be marks mom and dad" the looked shocked, then smiled "No no no, i am his aunt and this is his uncle, he is um... just staying here for a while" i as curious but tried my best not to get the best of my curiosity. they went upstairs to change while i prepared the cake, Mark came back, i looked at his face and started to hold my chuckles " hey i got the cookie dough" he said his uncle walked down stair and looked at Mark for one second and burst-ed in laughter. Mark's aunt came downstairs with a worried face " hun hats wrong?!' she asked the laughing uncle pointed at Mark she also started chuckling after getting a look, i could not hold it and chuckled louder, " hey hats so funny?" he asked i showed him a mirror. he looked at it and was shocked to see his face full of powder and cookie dough, " no i get,... hey! this is not funny!" he yelled but soon he even joined. after that e finally finished the cake, i was about to go when Mark's aunt said " hey wait! its to late, you can stay over. i smiled as i went to their spare bed Mark's aunt tugged my shoulder. " hey, you know i have'nt seen Mark smile since ell, since he came here. thank you for that" i smiled and said " you don't have to thank me, you are like a parent should be, ideal." she tears up a little and thanks me as she whips her tears. i go to bed and sleep as i sleep the dreams of the three other went to my mind since i can control my mind it usually works, on my family cause i am used to that as i walk in the blank space the dreams i saw, was not just dreams but memories i could not control it cause, like i said not really used to it, but as i looked into Marks memory since he as the one close to me i realized, this kid had it tough.( that back story will be at a later time ) i wake up the next morning exhausted. as we went to school i looked at Mark, that serious face always pointing front, used to point up to his brother, ah i should not be even be thinking that, that makes me have shivers down my spine. after classes went we went to the principals office for lunch e knocked " oh principal crow!" we say innocently" he opens the door he was a serious person ho as bald and had a blue suit with tine white stripes on it. he saw the cake and turned white, he started to sweat, "no no no no" is said as he walked backwards, he tried closing the door but i stopped it with my foot, "now i got a very delicious cake, it could be yours with just one itsy bitsy favor" i smiled evilly he let go of the door and let us in, then bababom bababing Mark is a blue uni again!! " ho did y" " well the principal's are past on by children and they all have the tendency to love cookie dough and banana's, but they are strictly only aloud one every month , seems like alot but for them it is not enough. like really what's the worst that could happen?" i hear growling and many kids screaming then we both turn around to see a principal turned into a vicious tiger,|"well that's the last time i give him a present" "yep" mark agreed as we ran for our lives.

Millie's P.O.V

i was playing in the sand box when i heard something i see a pale lady with long brown hair and blue eyes she was wearing nothing i tried touching her and realized she was transparent. i asked the ghost lady what was her name and why was she so sad she said " My name is Hannah Mickow" can you help me with something?"

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As you can see Hannah Mickow is still alive? well close enough :P

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