Hello peeps! Sorry if I haven't posted in a while because I got a minor concussion. I'm fine but I finally finished the story on my doc! So I will be trying to post everyday! Hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter Two

Mike's P.O.V

I jump out of bed and grab Doll. She jumps up in fright and sees my face. "Let's go!" I point to the door and run downstairs.

As I get to the fridge, Doll comes down already dressed. We take out a box of cereal and munch the delicious food with a mix of milk.

After finishing, I quickly changed as Doll got her purse ready. We grabbed our coats and the car keys. We got to the car, turned it on and I took out a piece of paper.

"Before I went to bed I quickly searched for some orphanages around the area." Pointing to the paper, Doll grabbed it and quickly scanned the list. She then took out her mini map. I backed out of the driveway and she started telling me some directions.

We visited six orphanages in three hours. One orphanage was closed and no kids really interested me or Doll in the others. We were just leaving the sixth orphanage until Doll asked if we could rest. I looked around us and only saw stores. I took the mini map and saw only one restaurant near us. Freddy Fazbear's Pizzeria.

I drove us over there. We entered and got hit with warm air and excited shouts from children. We sat down and Chicca walked by. She waved robotically at me and I smiled back at her. We order some pepperoni pizza and watched the animatronics delight the kids. Mr. Fazbear walked by and was surprised to see me.

"Hey Mike! How's your day been?" He asked as he sat down in front of us.

"We decided to get a kid. We've been to five or six orphanages and right now we need a break." I smiled at him warmly.

"Really? That's great!" He then leaned in and whispered, "Just a heads up, an orphanage is visiting today. You should go see the kids." He got up with a wide smile and waved good bye. I quickly told Doll and looked around the room. I saw a young lady trying to control about 16 kids. She had a high pony tail, glasses, nice yellow spaghetti strap shirt with brown boots and skirt.

I walked over to her and she smiled at me. "Hi, I'm Mike. Are you in charge of the orphanage?" I asked, looking over her shoulders to see all the kids running around and bumping into the animatronics.

"Oh, yes. I'm Sarah! Do you care to adopt?" She turned around, grabbed a stuffed bunny from a running boy and handed it to a small girl. I nodded in response. She told me to look around and discuss with her before I leave. Then, she left and started yelling at some kids who broke a plate.

I walked around seeing happy faces. Everyone was smiling and laughing except… one. A teenager, maybe 13, was sitting and drawing on a piece of paper. Two teenage boys came up to her. The taller boy slammed his fist on the table, making her stop drawing. I was too far away to hear them but they were saying something. After a few sentences, he took her paper and tore it apart. My eyes frowned and I walked over to them.

"There! I ended your misery on drawing your family tree for the school project. And like I said before. No one cares, loser." He and his friend walked away, laughing. I replaced their spot and stared at her.

"Are you okay?" I asked, sitting down next to her. She stared at her hands.

"Why do you care? Like they said, 'no one cares.'" I looked at the torn project and picked up a few pieces.

"I do." I handed her a brand new piece of paper from a seat next to me. She first stared at the paper. Then at me. I grabbed her pencil and wrote on the top 'My Family Tree' and slid the pencil back to her.

"What's the point? They are just gonna come back to tear it up again." She sighed out. I bent my head and looked at her brown eyes.

"Not with me here." She first hesitated, but then picked up the pencil and began to draw a tree.

After, finishing her picture of her birth parents picture, which had a question mark on each, and of her brother, who she remembered, the orphanage was called to eat. Gently folding the paper, she walked away.

"Thanks." She said with a small smile. I smiled back and headed towards the table Doll is sitting at.

"I think I found our kid."

Doll's P.O.V

"She is an amazing artist, really likes to write and draw, and yeah." I stared at Mike. I thought for a while and decided and remembered how she never looked happy.

"What about her mood? Is she always going to be… sad?" I asked with a worried. It was his turn to think.

"I never thought about that." Then, he plopped down next to me and began to eat a slice of fresh pizza.

"Look. We can think about it over night and tomorrow, we go to the orphanage." I grabbed his hand. "Okay?" He looked up at the girl and smiled.

"Okay."

Yay! You just finished Chapter 2. I really hope you guys liked it and forward to more.