"MOM! REMUS TOOK MY STUFF ONCE AGAIN AND HE WON'T GIVE IT BACK!"
"OH YEAH! WELL MAYBE IF YOU GIVE ME MY STUFF BACK, THEN I'LL DECIDE IF WHETHER I SHALL GIVE YOU YOURS BACK!"
"OH FUCK OFF!"
"Hey shitheads! What do I say about language!?" Deciet sighs as this is the seventh time the twins argued that week. And it wasn't even Wednesday yet.
"Roman, what did I say about stealing stuff?"
"But Remus-"
"No buts, give Remus back whatever you stole from him and I'll make him give you back your stuff okay?" Roman pouted (like the child he is) and then nodded.
A/N:
Here yee, here yee. I have decided to just create this and just leave it like how it is because I'm tired as frick since it's almost 2 a.m. so like .3. . Anyhow, I maybe edit this to be better and hope you fellow fanders have a magnificent morning/afternoon/evening/night! And I'll be back whenever I'm in a writing mood and I write something actually good for once-
YOU ARE READING
Mamaceit
FanfictionLiterally just Deceit being a mother to the others. (heh that rhymed) I was inspired by a fellow fander who wrote a story exactly like this but I'm changing a few things) (also the cover artist is penguinkool on Instagram)
