qweenkiller

Little Flower It was a cold night at the pasta mansion and most of the family were out on missions or at home resting, one member, was in the living room trying to relax after finding a little girl all by herself. Something told him to bring her home, but he did not know why, he was known to show no mercy, but this was new. ‘dammit, why did I bring a little girl home? Maurice are you seriously getting soft now?’ he thought to himself as he watched the little girl with long black hair pulled back with a purple bow sleep curled up with an old wolf plushie. The little girl was a little dirty and banged up, while the male named Maurice had a few scuffs on his knees and part of his face while he moved his blue hair out of his face and sighed heavily. All he had to do was wait for his father to get back, but he looked at the little girl and walked over to her so he could take her to his room and clean her up. After he picked her up, he headed towards his room before the little girl started