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Marisa led Faith down a long street, running once more. They reached the end and saw a big house. Marisa was looking at it, searching for a way to get in without being noticed. She saw there was a window on the second floor open.
"Come on," Marisa said, pulling Faith along.
Faith followed Marisa until they got to the house. There they climbed the ivy on the wall and reached the open window. Marisa forced open the screen and climbed in, pulling Faith after her. They looked around. They seemed to be in a little girl's room. They thought nobody was around.
"Faith, this is a quick trip. Don't get comfortable. We just need to find some clothes," Marisa said, realizing Faith was getting used to the warmth.
"Can't we just rest for a while? Ris, my legs are tired and I'm cold!" Faith whined.
"Don't start. Now look for something," Marisa said, opening drawers.
Faith opened drawers and began to look around, but as she started looking, she heard something under the bed. She pulled up the covers to find another girl hiding under the bed. The girl looked about Marisa's age. She had brown hair with blonde highlights and brown eyes. She looked at Faith, realizing it was only a little girl who had broken in.
"How'd you break the screen?" the girl asked.
"I didn't. My sister did. Is this your room?" Faith asked.
"How old are you and why do you look like you just came from the hospital?" the girl asked curiously, "And yes, this is my room."
"I'm five, and Marisa is ten," Faith replied.
"I'm ten, too," the girl said.
"You can come on, we're not gonna hurt you. I'm Faith," Faith said with a smile.
The girl climbed out from under the bed and stood up. She looked at them, finding them quite odd. No girls she knew were bald. She also never knew anybody from a hospital, and it looked like they were.
"I'm Samantha, but you can call me Sam," she said, then she looked at Marisa, "You can borrow any clothes you like. They're probably your size and if you want, you can stay awhile. I'm sure my mom will let you."
"Mom?" Faith asked.
"You do have a mom, right? I mean, you had to. All babies have moms," Sam said, confused.
"But what is a mom?" Marisa asked, never hearing of that.
"She's a woman that has you. You have a belly button, right?" Sam asked, pulling up her shirt and little and pointing to hers.
"Yeah," Faith answered, checking and finding hers.
"Then of course you have a mom," Sam said.
Marisa had found an outfit for herself and was changing. She looked at the clothes, realizing they'd be too big for Faith. Before she could finish, there was a knock at the door, and a woman came in.
"Sam, who are these girls?" her mother asked.
"Their names are Faith and Marisa, and they don't got anywhere to go. I don't think," Sam told her mom.
Her mom looked at them. They looked like they'd come from an orphanage or hospital, or some other place like that. They looked so innocent and sweet, so she made a quick decision.
"Okay, well, if you girls have nowhere else to go, how would you like to stay here with us?" Sam's mother said.
Marisa looked at Faith. They might actually have a home. Would Manticore be able to find them? What would life be like now? She didn't know whether to say yes or no. She decided it was worth a try.
"Okay, thanks," Marisa replied.
"Yay!" Faith exclaimed, running over and hugging Sam's mom, "Thank you! I'm Faith!"
"Well hello, Faith. You can call me Marietta, or mom, whichever you prefer," Marietta said, picking Faith up, "Let's see if I can find some of Sam's old clothes for you."
The girls had a home. They were safe and warm. Marietta treated them like her own daughters and they adjusted right away to a normal life. Sam became their sister and they began to call Marietta Mom after awhile.
TBC please R/R!
Marisa led Faith down a long street, running once more. They reached the end and saw a big house. Marisa was looking at it, searching for a way to get in without being noticed. She saw there was a window on the second floor open.
"Come on," Marisa said, pulling Faith along.
Faith followed Marisa until they got to the house. There they climbed the ivy on the wall and reached the open window. Marisa forced open the screen and climbed in, pulling Faith after her. They looked around. They seemed to be in a little girl's room. They thought nobody was around.
"Faith, this is a quick trip. Don't get comfortable. We just need to find some clothes," Marisa said, realizing Faith was getting used to the warmth.
"Can't we just rest for a while? Ris, my legs are tired and I'm cold!" Faith whined.
"Don't start. Now look for something," Marisa said, opening drawers.
Faith opened drawers and began to look around, but as she started looking, she heard something under the bed. She pulled up the covers to find another girl hiding under the bed. The girl looked about Marisa's age. She had brown hair with blonde highlights and brown eyes. She looked at Faith, realizing it was only a little girl who had broken in.
"How'd you break the screen?" the girl asked.
"I didn't. My sister did. Is this your room?" Faith asked.
"How old are you and why do you look like you just came from the hospital?" the girl asked curiously, "And yes, this is my room."
"I'm five, and Marisa is ten," Faith replied.
"I'm ten, too," the girl said.
"You can come on, we're not gonna hurt you. I'm Faith," Faith said with a smile.
The girl climbed out from under the bed and stood up. She looked at them, finding them quite odd. No girls she knew were bald. She also never knew anybody from a hospital, and it looked like they were.
"I'm Samantha, but you can call me Sam," she said, then she looked at Marisa, "You can borrow any clothes you like. They're probably your size and if you want, you can stay awhile. I'm sure my mom will let you."
"Mom?" Faith asked.
"You do have a mom, right? I mean, you had to. All babies have moms," Sam said, confused.
"But what is a mom?" Marisa asked, never hearing of that.
"She's a woman that has you. You have a belly button, right?" Sam asked, pulling up her shirt and little and pointing to hers.
"Yeah," Faith answered, checking and finding hers.
"Then of course you have a mom," Sam said.
Marisa had found an outfit for herself and was changing. She looked at the clothes, realizing they'd be too big for Faith. Before she could finish, there was a knock at the door, and a woman came in.
"Sam, who are these girls?" her mother asked.
"Their names are Faith and Marisa, and they don't got anywhere to go. I don't think," Sam told her mom.
Her mom looked at them. They looked like they'd come from an orphanage or hospital, or some other place like that. They looked so innocent and sweet, so she made a quick decision.
"Okay, well, if you girls have nowhere else to go, how would you like to stay here with us?" Sam's mother said.
Marisa looked at Faith. They might actually have a home. Would Manticore be able to find them? What would life be like now? She didn't know whether to say yes or no. She decided it was worth a try.
"Okay, thanks," Marisa replied.
"Yay!" Faith exclaimed, running over and hugging Sam's mom, "Thank you! I'm Faith!"
"Well hello, Faith. You can call me Marietta, or mom, whichever you prefer," Marietta said, picking Faith up, "Let's see if I can find some of Sam's old clothes for you."
The girls had a home. They were safe and warm. Marietta treated them like her own daughters and they adjusted right away to a normal life. Sam became their sister and they began to call Marietta Mom after awhile.
TBC please R/R!