Reapers pov ( finally )
Goth was being silly again. She was 'singing', well, going "lalalala." It was cute. Geno was getting dressed as I was trying to get Goth dressed and ready to go. We were going to visit Fresh and Error, Geno's brothers.
"Lalalala" Goth 'sang'.
Geno came out of the bedroom. She knelt down next to me and Goth. She was trying to get Goth to say 'dada', because, we figured that she wouldn't say 'mama'.
"Goth, say dada." (Goth: "Shawn!" XD)
"Lalalala."
"Dada."
"Lalalala."
" . . . Really?"
I stepped in, "She's singing for us."
Bliing.
Geno checked her phone. She read what I assumed was a text, and paled.
"Fresh, you idiot." She muttered.
"What happened?"
"Fresh fell off his skateboard and cracked his skull."
"Idiot."
Goth crawled over to Geno, who was laying on the floor.
"Mama?"
We looked at her. "What?" Geno asked.
"Mama!"
Goth crawled away.
"Really!" Dork.
She came back with a box of tissues. How did she get that.
She crawled over to Geno, took out a fistful of tissues, and wiped at her face.
"Awww, thank you baby." Geno picked her up.
"Mama!"
