โฐ โ โง โ @cherrygardn asked: โ who taught you how to do that? โ / kunikida.
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หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐ถ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ was teaching a small child. Perhaps what they had done was only mere fraction of their ability. But what mattered was that the man's GREEN BOOK was in their hands.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คClearly, they had gained far too much experience from stealing food and toys from various stores. Now, the man's book had fallen victim to their sticky hands as they began to FLIP THROUGH the pages.
หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ คโใ คSo what's in here ? Is this your TOP SECRET diary or something ?ใ คโ
หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ given the state of their hand. With the multiple cuts across their fair skin dripping with blood, it almost looked like the child got into an unfortunate accident with a wood chipper. But somehowใ คโใ คthey didn't seem to be TOO worried about it.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คWhen the strange man asks; they would merely smile as they would brush their hand against their jacket in an attempt to wipe off the blood. This guy caught them at an unfortunate momentใ คโใ คbut it was FINE !
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คOh, yeah ! Just a little PLAYGROUND accident ! That's all !ใ คโ
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หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค' ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ 'ใ คโใ คas much as they hated to admit it, that sounded about right. They always had this vision that the mafia was ALL WORK and no play at all; borne of those days when their Onii - chan was too busy with work to spend time with them. Of course, those were some rather BITTER memories. Maybe everyone in the mafia was the same; trapped in some form of prison or another whether it be piles of paperwork or literal iron bars.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คTheir thoughts were interrupted as the executive spoke again with an idea that they had NEVER, ever heard before. Making your OWN ice cream and sweets ? That sounded REALLY fun ! At his words, the child would nod eagerly at the suggestion.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คThat sounds fun ! I've NEVER made ice cream before !ใ คโ
---- Chuuya wouldn't lie. Seeing the way Yumeno's eyes lit up at the sight of the small toy , made a small smile come across his face. Stuffing his hands in his pockets.
"Gonna be honest here. I don't really get out much myself. Boring stuff. " a pause as he hummed. Seeming to ponder. He never ... really even got to be a kid. Always having to fight to survive. Finding food , shelter. All of that had taxed out his childhood. He didn't really... know what kids liked to do. And it was even harder with Yumeno.
A thought came to him. The kid liked sweets , clearly. And he knew something that might also let him have some fun instead of standing in a store.
"Ya know. There's an ice cream bar. Ya get to make your own ice cream and sweets. How bout it ? Think that might be fun ?"
โฐ โ โง โ@diverse-hearts-ocs asked: " why doesn't anyone believe me about these things ? " - Garth
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หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐จ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ that an act of TERRORISM or REVENGE had taken place within that room. The entire room smelled of soot as clouds of smoke wafted through the air. The stove itself seemed to be the source of the attack; having been reduced to hardly anything but a SMOLDERING BLACK CUBE. Beneath the pair's feet were shards of shrapnel and glassใ คโใ คalong with some blackened food particles.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คIt may had looked like an attempt to assassinate the mafia's sonใ คโใ คbut those closest to him might have had OTHER IDEAS on how such a catastrophe could have struck the kitchen.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คWellใ คโใ คit kind of looks like someone tried to cook something and it didn't work !ใ คโ
Come midsummer youโll be wandering the prairies, dipping in and out amongst the grasses, finding your way in a world in which people fail to realize your worth. Some people might think youโre a little fake, but is it your fault if they mistake you for what youโre not? Turn your face to the sun, and soak up the love it gives you.
โฐ โ โง โ @frozcnlight asked: โ Itโs just me. Iโm not going to hurt you! โ
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หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค' ๐ท๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ 'ใ คโใ คthose were the thoughts that would slowly push through that sudden paranoia as they gripped that broken glass shard they found; not even caring if it cut into their skin. No, they more they looked at the woman's face, they had DEFINITELY made a mistake. They knew this woman. They knew that she was NOT from the mafia and there was ( probably ) no reason for her to take them back to that place.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คSlowly, they set down that broken glass; fingers now curled against the cuff of their navy sleeves to stop the RED from dripping down. The look on their face was that of growing relief.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คSorryใ คโใ คI thought you were SOMEONE ELSE.ใ คโ
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หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐. To them, it was all just a needlessly complicated web of adult affairs that they should have played no role in. Whenever they were brought out of their cage to assist in whatever dumb assignments the Boss came up with, they only cared about two thingsใ คโใ คgetting out with their life and if they could, causing a little chaos and mayhem to those that dared to cross them. Other than those matters, they COULDN'T care less about if the mafia succeeded or not.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คYet this time, there was a heavier weight to the mission as they find themselves paired with the OTHER child in the Port Mafia. She couldn't have been that much older than them. Maybe a yearใ คโใ คor perhaps even two years ! Either way though, she was still a kid just like them.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คWere they worried ? Were they perhaps SCARED even ? They wouldn't go that farใ คโใ คbut it definitely felt WRONG. All they knew was this time, they would have to be a bit more careful about using their ability. She DEFINITELY wasn't a stupid adult like the rest of them.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คThey quickly shrug in an attempt to cover up the perturbed look on their face. They weren't scared ! And they DEFINITELY weren't going to say something like that to her !
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คI'm NOT scared at all ! I do this kind of thing all the time ! Why do you ask ?ใ คโ
หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐; clearly not satisfied with the man's response. The sheer amount of work Dazai - niichan had to do was RIDICULOUS at times. It was as if nothing had changed at all really. There were so many instances before when the two of them were much smaller and yet Dazai - niichan was STILL piled with work. Clearly, everyone was just WAITING for Dazai - niichan to come back so they could make him do work all over again.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คThey already know that there was little they could do to HELP their Onii - chan. Yet that didn't stop them as they pull a few candies out of that cutesy little plastic bag and place them onto the desk.
หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐ป๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ forces the slightest raise of the brow at him. The two of them had only met with his mother ONCE; an experience they would rather not repeat. Sometimes, they wanted to ask more about his mother and WHY she was so crazyใ คโใ คbut he didn't seem to want to talk about it.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คInstead, they focus themselves on the boy's other words. ' Building a base 'ใ คโใ คsomething like that might have actually have been FUN like the video games Dazai - san and them used to play together. But how does one go about building a base in REAL LIFE ? The characters in video games either magically knew how or learned from a person or a book or something. None of which the two of them had access to.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คYeah ! That'd be GREAT ! But how do we build a base ? ใ คโ
Trying to remain hidden within the city itself was rather difficult, but at least out here they didn't have any annoying adults asking after them or hunting them down. Would anyone think to look for them here? He glanced back at the nearest building - it was the sheer opposite of the manor like house he was from.
"Mother wouldn't come near here, that's for sure". He hadn't shared much about his own situation, hadn't really asked Yumeno much about their own, but he didn't feel like it was needed. They both just knew that they were better together and away from adults.
"Somewhere with an intact roof - it'd be nice if we can slowly build a base!". It was almost like a game when he worded it like that, but he knew that they each took the situation deadly serious.
หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐ป๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ใ คโใ คbut they also were still intent on being a ' generator of hate ' whose ' rage was a renewable resource like sunshine '. Even as they would plop down next to their Dad, they were STILL pouting.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คIsn't going out at night the mafia's entire THING ? Like you call yourselves the ' WARDENS OF THE NIGHT ' or something ?ใ คโ
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คใ คโใ คwhich is a REALLY cheesy name !ใ คโ
@theircurse Has Asked: โI am a generator of hate, and my rage is a renewable resource, like sunshine.โ ( Chuuya )
"Oh my god Yumeno. I am sorry I forgot your candy. I can go out and get it tomorrow."
He flopped down on the couch with a tired sigh, about half asleep as he sat. He knew he was forgetting something when he had come home.
"I can offer cuddles instead. It is too late right now to go back out. I really am sorry Yuyu. I will even get extra tomorrow."
โฐ โ โง โ @diverse-hearts-ocs asked: Are you going to tell me what happened? - Sabriel
โณ -: โ ( book of night ) โ :-
หหห *ใ คโ ใ คโฟ๏ธตใ คหหหใ ค๐บ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐, ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐ ๐'๐ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ asking for the mafia's permission to go outside. The whole thing was just STUPID ! Even if they had the definite potential to be a weapon of MASS CHAOS AND DESTRUCTION, they shouldn't have to ask to go outside ! What was even more dumb was that they weren't the only one; that even their Papa who was a GROWN MAN had to ask permission as well.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คThat day, they had simply snuck out by THEMSELVES to enjoy being a kid for just a few moments. Playing at the playground, marveling at the toy stores ( and definitely not taking anything without paying ), getting some yummy candyใ คโใ คjust NORMAL ACTIVITIES that most children their age would have enjoyed.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คHaving an actual family in the mafia kept them from running off into the night like they used to. But nowใ คโใ คthey had to sneak back IN to the mafia ( gross ) with no one else noticing. It wasn't an easy feat playing the world's most complicated game of HIDE AND SEEK with the guards. When they saw that door to their family's abode, they could swear that they had made itใ คโใ คuntil they saw the woman they HATED the most right in front of them.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คGREAT.
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คโใ คWhy ? Can't I do ANYTHING without you MAFIA CREEPS always breathing down my back ?ใ คโ
โฑ โ โฐใ คหหหใ คThe child speaks; disgust clear upon their face as the attempt to DISCREETLY put the stolen toys to the side. Of all people, this woman didn't need to know anything about what they were doing !