Their heritages

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Jacob:
He is half Polish, half French. So it curses his ears when he hears Horace screaming profanities at Enoch in his language.

Enoch:
He will pay you a hundred bucks if you can guess that his dad was Italian. His mom was Russian and Enoch was the only one out of his ten siblings to get blonde hair. The only trait he got from his dad was his left eye. AKA the brown one. His siblings called him Little Russia. He secretly loved it. Oh oh oh!!! And he could not, for the sake of his life, speak English. Didn't speak it until Miss P took him in and it took four years for him to learn simple English. And he didn't even speak full Italian or full Russian. It would shift between the two and it sounded so weird and nobody could fucking understand him and it made him so sad... but when he learned English, Russian/Italian became his "I'm so pissed off at you I can't even speak English" mood. And a certain somebody knows just how to get him flustered enough to stop speaking English without pissing him off.

Horace:
Is that somebody. He is Ze French. Oui oui. And his voice is so calming when he speaks French except for when he's pissed off at Enoch. But Enoch'll do some shit to make him mad and they'll chase each other around screaming bilingual profanities at each other's backs. That happens a lot. But ten minutes later, they'll be in a tiny cuddle pile, wearing sweaters way too big for them and mumbling in their separate languages, half asleep and both of them almost crying bcs of the horrible things they said to each other that were so stupid and rude and they don't feel like living because that was so horrible and rude and mean. And the other peculiars live for it bcs it's so sweet. Like the two will stomp through the house screaming and yelling and the others don't give two shits bcs once it quiets down they'll get their dosage of cuteness. Emma legit pushed Hugh down the stairs bcs Enorace was going on on the couch and that's her ship, which is sailing quite successfully.

Emma:
Bish you look at her and think she ain't nothing but Russian? You're right. But. She is split down the middle with Russian and French. But cannot speak any language other than English, Old Peculiar, and Latin.

Olive:
Straight up Italian. Bish she loves herself so she don't give a fuck if she can't speak her native.

Millard:
A little bit of everything lol. Let's spice some shit up.

Claire:
Lil French angel. Don't speak it, but you can bet your soft parts she's French.

Hugh:
Mixed. And a lil bit of Irish, but not even a full percentage.

Fiona:
Bish you know she's Irish. It's canon. Also half African.

Wyn:
She. Is. Greek. Like Diana Prince.

Miss P:
LeFay. Of fucking course she's French.

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