Ok well, I myself decided to do a POV of Brahms. It won't be very long because I don't want to give hints about what's going to happen through out the story. I also won't make one until every other chapter or until I see it fit to out one in. There will also be a POV for Greta sometime, how that will happen you may ask, I guess you'll just have to wait and see :) CHAPTER 2!

He could hear the sound of a car door shutting. Brahms went to one of the front bedrooms windows and slowly peered out its glass. He could see an older looking woman approaching the steps to his house. The man knew who it was, this woman brought those other families to his home.

Brahms didn't like this woman.

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All the families she brought in never followed any of the rules to the house. The first family that moved in after his beloved Greta left were noisy and they forgot to check the traps. Thus, making him constantly battle the rats in the walls. Mummy and daddy wouldn't have been happy if they continued to do this... None the less, he quickly took care of them.

The next few families that were brought in were not quite as bad as the first. He left the doll he patched up in his room where a young girl played with it, until she to left. However, the last family thought the doll to be "creepy" and put it in the attic. Brahms would bring the doll back, but this scared the family even more.

It amused him when they were frightened, trying to figure out how the doll moved from place to place. His actions caused the mother of this family to go insane and take her life. After that incident, the house was once again quiet.

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He heard the front door open and quickly retreated to his hole in the closet. Using the walls, he went downstairs to see what the woman was doing. She was putting flowers in vases and setting them on tables. Next, she got a broom and swept the places where dust had collected. The lady, then brought out a mop and cleaned the floors.

Brahms studied her every move from cracks in the walls. As soon as she had entered the house, she left. He went back upstairs to his perch behind the window and watched. Another car pulled into the drive way in front of the house and he assumed it held his houses new guest.

From out the vehicle came two very young girls. One was taller than the other. The taller one had hair as black as the basement while the shorter one had light brown hair like the brownies mummy used to make. They were both very pretty, like dolls unwrapped at Christmas. Brahms watched them as the woman went and shook their hands.

After they stood outside for a moment, the woman brought them inside and began talking to them about the house. Brahms quietly went back to the walls and downstairs. He listened as the girls cut up with one another and felt a sly grin forming behind his mask. The girls went into the kitchen and then the study.

The girl with the black hair started talking about the brunette making her laugh. They looked mature, but he felt like they still had the tendency to act like children. Brahms continued watching them with fascination.

When they went up to the attic, Brahms wanted to see what their reaction to his doll would be. The brunette screamed and said a naughty word when she saw his toy. Her friend laughed, but looked at his doll wearily. Don't cover it he warned . The black haired girl grabbed a blanket and covered the dolls face.

Rule two had been broken.

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Brahms soon learned the girls names to be Margaret and Kaitlyn(he also learned the woman's name, but he didn't care for her). After leaving the attic, the woman brought his guest to his bedroom. Kaitlyn asked about his accident in the fire and the woman told her it was pub talk like everyone else believed. If he wasn't so shy, he would step out his hiding place and slit that woman's throat open. But, that would scare his new dolls away and he didn't want that.

The woman took Kaitlyn and Margaret to their bedrooms and then outside where they learned about the rat traps. They nodded their heads when the woman pointed to them, so Brahms assumed they would check them. After they spent some time outside, the woman brought them back in and made them tea. All the while Brahms continued to watch and listen.

He learned their ages and why they moved to his house, he liked the idea of living with child care specialist. They would take care of him, he was sure of it.

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Minutes past until Brahms heard yet another car pull into the driveway. Since his guest and the woman were down stairs, he went to his window to see who it was. Mum and dad taught him how to read, so he realized this was just a moving van. He went back to check on his guest and found that they were outside and that the woman had left. Not long after she was gone, the driver to the moving van left to.

They were now alone. After deciding they would take in what they need, they unpacked and fixed themselves dinner. Brahms was getting hungry himself and was tired of eating the rats he fought, but they hadn't seen the list describing their task yet so he would have to settle for the vermin again tonight. When they finished eating, he saw Kaitlyn go into the living room and turn on the tv.

He focused on what Margaret was doing and watched as she turned the cassette player on getting startled by its volume. Brahms was ok with her adjusting the volume this time since she wasn't used to it, but he wanted to listen too. When Margaret put a disc in, he instantly knew what it was. Gigue in G by W. A. Mozart one of his many favorites. He watched as Margaret closed her pretty blue eyes and relaxed to the sound of the music.

Later on, while they took showers, he would peek in on them as they washed their fragile bodies with fragrant soap. The sweet smell of roses and strawberries filled his nose and he felt a small sensation of bliss.

When they were finished, he went from room to room watching them as they put on their silky pyjamas before going to bed. Since he wanted to see them up close, he slipped into their rooms and stroked their hair and faces. To his amazement, their skin felt like that of a peach during the summer. Warm and soft.

Brahms liked them.

Ok well I disturbed myself a little while writing this lol. This wasn't exactly "short", but I enjoyed writing it. You might be wondering why I spelled pajamas pyjamas, well one of my British friends said that that's how they spelled it, so I figured since Brahms is from the U.K. he would probably spell it like that. The piano music Gigue in G by W. A. Mozart was referenced because I like it and the music Brahms listened to in the movie is not clearly stated. Chapter 3(which will go back to Kaitlyn and Margaret's POV) will be posted tomorrow! Thanks for reading :D