How To Kill A Demon; for DUMMIES | tpn x reader

ARC I-ACT II

Although Emma was basically born as a piece of personal sunshine, she got her personality off of one of the older kids - a girl named Janesse. Janesse was tall and energetic and incredibly smart, her skin was dark and warm, the children loved her hugs, especially during the winter. Her hair was long and curly which she would always grab into a ponytail during the morning, it bounced with her movement.

As morning broke through the curtains of the room, Janesse (as usual) was the first to wake, her dark eyes adjusting to the light before slowly getting up with a tired hum. She wasn't a morning person but would always be excited to get the day started, and so - she yawned, stretched her arms, and cheered. "Good morning everyone!"

The kids around her whined and groaned as she skipped over to throw the curtains of the window open, allowing the warm drops of sun to flood in and wake those around her. "Rise and shine! Up! Breakfast time!" She continued to chirp, going to some of the kids who had opted to drag their blankets over their head to block out the light, ripping the entire blanket off of them as they cried at her actions.

She meant well but sometimes acting like that at such an early hour made it really easy to dislike her-

To avoid getting the blanket ripped off your bed, you sat up and rubbed your eyes, reluctantly placing one foot on the cold wooden floors before completely hopping off the bed. You quickly got ready, rushing to get your brown boots on before rushing out the room and towards Jake's room where the boys had already been filing out.

Noah, seeing you running over over the heads of the other kids, smiled and waved, sending Michael a glare when he brushed past him and snickered. "Hey Y/N, Jake is still in bed." He spoke.

You nodded and wordlessly rushed into the room, closing the door behind you and skipping to the sleeping boy. His soft breathing filled the room - and for a second, you didn't want to wake him up. Regardless, you shook his shoulder softly and began playing with his hair. "Hey Jake, time to wake up. Aren't you hungry?"

He stirred and turned to lay his back flat on the bed - having priorly turned to you. His long eyelashes twitched and then fluttered open, slowly blinking. You laughed softly and pulled him up, ignoring his whines and cries, grabbing his clothing and passing it to him.

"Do you need help putting them on?" You asked softly, earning a tired nod in reply. You sighed. "Alright."

The dining area was as busy as always, vibrant with life and shaking with laughter and excited chatter. Isabella was just barely able to get the younger ones seated for eating as the older kids helped by setting the food and cutlery on the wooden tables.

Jake held your hand tightly as you both made your way to the room - his clothing neat and straight. Not that it would matter much as by the end of the day it would be messy with food, dirt, sweat and god knows what else toddlers roll themselves around in. God forbid you try and guess what that never fading brown stain was on the back of his shirt. Each step you both took that once echoed on the silent walls of the corridors, was now drowned by the noise from the dining room.

Reaching the open doors, the younger boy grinned and slipped away from your grasp, meeting Yvette - a girl older than him who he had become very close with. She beamed and ran over to hug him, squishing his face into her shoulder.

Yvette, unlike many others in the home, was very touchy and would often show her appreciation for people through physical intimacy. Hugs, hand holding, cheek kisses were always expected from her, so much that even those who didn't quite like physical intimacy had now become used to her and would allow her to do as she pleased.

She let go of Jake and ran over to you, similarly wrapping her arms around your torso as she had done with Jake. You smiled and ruffled her unruly hair, relishing the softness of the rough looking strands. "Hello Yvette."