A SSB4 fanfic ≧▽≦ . I suck a descriptions sooo...... 'Scary. Definitely' 'Needs therapy. STAT' 'You just....Need to know him better...' "I just don't know." Sandy tapped her chin as she watched the boy flip through pages in a book. "Four people missing without a trace, and only one survivor? Living in the same house? Sounds fishy to me." Alex, Sandy's partner looked over at the boy in the glass. He looked up and over at for her friend, shut the blinds. "So what do we do with him?" Alex sighed, pondering to herself. "Camp." Sandy softly spoke. "E-Excuse me?" Alex tilted her heads. "Let's let him socialise. And I have the perfect one in mind."