Warning:

Since it's summer...I just need to write something...

Dirk had been about sixteen when his parents had been killed. His sister ,Roxy, fifteen. Dave and Rose ten.

Roxy had taken it harder then the other three, and began drinking after ransacking the family of six's, well four's, apartment. She'd managed to find their fathers batch of special wine and Vodka.

Dirk had simply thrown himself into his building of robots. Almost never coming out of his room only to eat, though barely anything.

That was, until Social Services had taken his ten year old siblings away. Dirk and Roxy had fought tooth and nail to get them back, and they, unfortunately, did not win.

And the two lost their younger siblings.

That day, Dirk fought hard to get them back.

Cleaned up the apartment, with the help of his less then inebriated sister, got a job at some Cafe down the street (So in case his sister needed him for anything, he would only be five minutes away ).

While Dirk worked, Roxy kept into her school studies. Taking weekends and breaks to work for extra money.

Fortunately, one family managed to take in both Dave and Rose, and even let the separated siblings stay in contact.

Now, in the future, Dirk and Roxy are currently eighteen and Dave and Rose are twelve. Legally, Dirk and Roxy are allowed to get their siblings back, but it's all up to the foster family and Social Services. The latter of which, is currently inspecting their house and asking personal questions.

Dirk could not be there, as work stopped him from being there. Fortunately, or unfortunately, Roxy was there. Dirk just hoped she was sober, or if she was drunk that she was there enough to get through everything.

Hopefully Roxy remembered to bring them to the Cafe so he could see them before he got home so he could give them a non-Strider hug and embarrass the every loving fuck out of himself.

The time was currently four in the afternoon and Dirk had been horribly jittery. Just waiting for his phone to go off with Roxy's silly little sound of beer being opened ringtone, with the message,

" They won't let us have 'em back, dick!

*dike

*dirk "

He almost shuttered when that thought hit him, but he's a Strider, and Strider's don't shutter.

Ding ding went off that stupid bell over that stupid door. Slowly, Dirk gathered his notepad and went towards his new customer.

Yup yup, starting this XD

Dunno why either..but hopefully I can get in a chapter or two before my mom and I head off on our trip ( If we even do...)

Soooo~ I'll type maybe tomorrow?

Dunno, but "see" ya'll later~