Isabella heard the sound of another vehicle pull into the driveway. When she looked out the window, a man in a pitch black suit and a bow tie entered the house. When the man closed the door, she could hear the man and the servant talking.
"So has our newest addition arrived yes."
"A yes sir she's up stairs."
"How does she look?"
"Well if you want my honest opinion sir, I do think she is a bit of a runt, I think if we provide her with a bit of tender loving care I'm sure she will work considering what you desire. I will say she is a cute as a button. "
"Good good, you know ever since his mother died my son has been awfully lonely. I think it will be nice for him to have someone to play with. Mind if I go see her?"
"Of course master. I think she's upstairs watching cartoons."
Isabella saw the doorknob move and jumped back. When the man entered the room, Isabella took this chance to have a good look at him. He was a tall man with a goatee and blue eyes that were so bright it was if they were glowing. He had a smile on his face. One that was in a stern yet sort of welcoming mood. It was enough to make Isabella frightened.
"Hello there." He said
Isabella stepped back.
"Don't be afraid. I'm not going to hurt you."
"What is your name? Isabella asked.
"My name is Toben. This is my house."
"Why did you bring me here?"
"Ah. Let me explain. You see we brought you here because my son is desperately lonely and he wanted a playmate. So we asked the owner of where you originally came from you see and she suggested that we bring you in to our family."
Isabella was silent she was not sure what to think or how to react.
"Do you like your room?" Tobin asked
"I like it. It's got a pool. I've never had my own pool before."
"Yes. Pools for your kind are rather cheap for men like me so it's not very uncommon for us to have pools for your…"
All of the sudden there was the sound of a bus.
"Oh. There is my son right."
A young boy a couple of years younger than Isabella walked into the door.
"Papa! Papa! Where are you?"
"I'm up here son."
The young boy walked up the stairs and into Isabella's room.
"Who is this?" he asked.
"This is Isabella she's going to be your playmate" Tobin said.
"Oh she finally came? Yeah! I'm going to hug her and squeeze her and play with her."
"Hehehe. I'm sure you will. Anyway I think it's best to leave you too to it. You two make good .
Once the two adults left the room there was a brief moment of awkward silence. Isabella Shyly asked the first question.
"So what's your name?"
My name's Kristofer. And your name is Isabella.
"Yeah it is how did you know."
"Because daddy and me gave you that name before you came here"
While that little remark did surprise Isabella a bit, it did not shock her. Up to a few days before her coming here, she had only just been called Isabella. Before that the people of the orphanage didn't really call her much of anything.
"The lady at the orphanage told me that all the little boys in girls had their place in an adopted family. What is my position? What's my position?
"Well you are an orphan but you're not exactly adopted, so I can't call you my step-sister."
"Then If I am no truly adopted, then what am I?
"I'll just call you my playmate ."
"Kristofer! time for lunch!"
"Can I eat with my new playmate?"
"Are you sure?"
"yes"
"Okay."
The butler brought two food, but Isabella noticed her plate was much larger than that of Kristofer.
"Sir? Why is my plate bigger?"
"Because my dear you are malnourished and you need to eat."
"But…"
"Don't worry about me." Kristofer said.
Isabella finished her plate and later that night, Tobin tucked her in to bed. Isabella still had a lingering question in her mind.
"Mr. Tobin? are you my adopted daddy?
"The honest answer? No I am not your father, both of your parents died a long time ago and you have no other blood relatives to take care of you, but that being said, I will take care of you as I already have. I will give you food and shelter. All I ask in return is that you try to get along with my son. Not as a brother but as a friend. Can you do that?
Isabelle nodded.
"Then that is all I ask."
Mr. Tobin can I tell you a secret?
"You may."
"I don't know how to read."
Tobin was surprised by that
"Well we'll have to fix that.
A/N: So she is not considered a adopted in the since of becoming a daughter but she is being taken care of. So I guess that is still good for her. Anyway I hope you enjoy so don't forget to read and review.
