Epsilon showed David the living area, kitchen/dining area, the upstairs bathrooms and wings for the different bedrooms. "Since your profile says you're seven, we would normally put you with the Reds and Blues, who are six to eight. But since the bedrooms are already filled and we're undergoing renovations, we have to put you with the Freelancers. Unless you want to put up with the Chorus Kids who are five and under."

David didn't say anything, rather he just bunched up the grey and yellow shirt he was wearing out of nervousness. He shook his head while his cheeks turned pink.

"Don't worry, even though the Freelancers are between the ages of nine and twelve, they're really nice once you get to know them." Epsilon reassured

They walked down to where the older kids were, who were all pretty much awake, dressed, and doing their chores. They headed to the left where the boys were all slept, opposite of the girls. "Hey dudes, have a new roommate for y'all." Epsilon greeted as he stepped in the doorway.

The other five boys stopped what they were doing and focused their attention to Epsilon and David. The room was designed to fit six small kids comfortably, but it still had a homey look despite it being slightly cramped. There were three different bunk beds on different sides of the room as well as three cupboards with four rows of drawers and three toy bins somehow managing to be squished in.

There was a brunette boy with a scarred eye wearing a gold shirt and grey cargo shorts trying to make the top bunk bed on the right. There was also a blonde boy sitting on the bottom bunk wearing a deep purple shirt with green sleeves and wearing jeans. The tallest one of the group, was wearing a white hoodie with orange accents and black who seemed to be intrigued with David. The other two boys looked from where they were sitting in the corner drawing pictures. The one boy drawing moustaches all over the paper had black hair and was wearing a white button up shirt and black pants. The other boy drawing flowers had tan skin, brown curly hair that reached his ears, and wore a tye dye t-shirt, tan shorts, and a royal blue zip up sweater.

"Who's that?" The boy in purple asked

"He looks a little small to be in our wing." The boy in gold added

"He's supposed to be with the Reds and Blues, but there's no more room for him until renovations are complete." Epsilon explained, "So he has to stay with you guys, because that's just plain mean if we stick him with the Chorus babies."

"What's his name?" the boy in tye dye asked

"...David." David whispered shyly

"Hey David, welcome to our room. You can call me Florida, pleased as punch to meet you." Florida smiled, a little too sweetly

"By the way, David, we call ourselves state names instead of our real names. So we have to find you a state name." The gold boy explained, "By the way, my name is York."

"I am North Dakota. But everyone calls me North. My sister is called South." The purple boy greeted

"My dear boy, I am to be called Wyoming." The boy in the button up said with an unusual accent declared

"And the tallest boy likes to be called Maine. He only speaks sign language, 'cause he can't talk." North said, gesturing to Maine.

Maine signed hello to David. David shyly waved to Maine, and hid behind Epsilon. "Come on, David. Don't be scared, we'll make sure you're safe." North said going towards him.

"We need to give him a name...where did you come from?" York asked, "That's how we got our names."

"...Seattle..." he whispered

"What state is Seattle in?" North asked, pulling on Epsilon's shirt

Epsilon scrunched his eyebrows. "Been awhile since I did geography...But I believe Seattle is in the state of Washington," he shrugged

"Okay, we'll just call you Washington or Wash for short." York declared, looking rather quite pleased with himself.

"Anyway, David. You will occupy the bottom bunk with Maine on the top." Epsilon said moving across the room to where Maine slept.

Maine shook his head and signed a brief sentence, Too High. "Maine, I don't want David on the top, he's too small. Besides, I don't think he can climb."

"I can try." David said looking up

Epsilon then picked him up and placed him at the very top. David then positioned himself like a cat, ready to pounce. "There you go, how does it look?"

David said nothing, rather, he wasn't sure how to feel from where he was sitting. "Are you sure you want to be on the top? It looks a bit too high for you." Epsilon asked with concern

"...Yeah..." David said quietly, looking down, immediately regretting it.

"David, are you sure?" Epsilon asked one last time, hoping David changed his mind.

For a second, David looked like he was either going to pass out or cry. "No, down, help!" he said, eyes threatening to well up with tears.

Epsilon wasted no time in getting the small boy down. "Maine, he's too small and way more scared of heights than you. Please let him sleep on the bottom bunk." Epsilon begged Maine

Maine let out a huff before he signed his answer. Fine, but if I fall off during the night, I'm blaming you!

"Fair enough, and can I ask you guys a personal favour from Sheila?" Epsilon said, making the other boys gather around.

"What?" they asked

"She wants you to watch over David," he said, "Since he's the youngest of you boys, you need to make sure he's safe whenever he's with you guys. Kind of like how you look after each other, okay?" Epsilon explained

"Don't worry, we won't let anything happen to Washington!" York said, puffing out his chest

"We'll make sure he's safe." North agreed.

"Especially Maine. Because you're the oldest, and he's bunking with you." Epsilon said, "Treat him like he's your little brother."

I'll try my best. Maine signed.

"That's what I like to hear! Now, who wants to get some breakfast?"