M.G PoV
You have no idea why this happened but here you are. You life was normal enough, you lived in the suburbs an hour away from the city of brotherly love with your friend Melon. You worked at Starbucks until you had enough money for graphic designing equipment. Or as the rest of the world called them, computers and tablets. It all began on a summer day with the ungodly temperature of 94 degrees Fahrenheit. Seriously, anything over 70 degrees is, by your standards, nuts. You were relaxing in the comfort of your air conditioned car, when you saw four figures huddling in an abandoned gas station. Being the type of person you are, M.G Koing herself, you immediately pulled over. It appeared to be four young girls, around the age of eleven. They were on the ground, and, since it was so hot, you helped them into you car. Two you had to carry in, the other two walked in, one gave a little struggle, after all they didn't know you but, came anyway. Driving home as quickly as possible, you called your friends Melon and Decker.
-time skip-
After bringing the girls to your house, you and your friends agreed that the best bet was to take them to a hospital. There you learned that one girl was blind, another was paralyzed from her hip down and another had hemophilia. Geez. You then drove to a police station to see if anyone had reported them missing. Nope, nada. Waking up, the blind girl told you that her name was Terezi, the girl who would need a wheelchair was Tavrin, the girl with hemophilia was Karkit and the girl with hetochromia was Sillyx. Then she giggled and passed out. Huh. They police said to contact someone, and to decide if you were going to keep the girls, or put them in an orphanage. And no way were you putting them in an orphanage.
And that's how you and your friends found yourselves the guardians of four young girls.
