Thanks for all the reviews, they're really appreciated! Here's the long awaited chapter 2

Baku sneaked into the next room, which I would classify as a livingroom, with the bag of cookies in a firm grip in his hand.

"Come out, come out, wherever you are...", he said with a forced friendly voice. After have looked behind most chairs and other things, he got an idea, which probably wouldn't work, but oh well, gotta try.

"I've got cookies...!" he exclaimed with a happy voice, to make sure anyone in the nearby area would hear him. Immediatly, the sound of a pair of clumsy feet approached eagerly.

"I've got you now!" Baku said with emphasis as he saw Cinna wobble his way over to him, stretching his chubby little hands out for the cookies.

"Mine!"

"Oh no...you've got to share them with your...uhm...'brothers'...now, be a good boy and stay here while I go and get the others...", Baku frowned when Cinna didn't answer him, but stared like obsessed at the bag of cookies. 'Well, this'll probably keep him busy for a while', Baku thought and handed the bag to the boy.

"...Stay!" he ordered and hurried out of the room, leaving Cinna, happily searching for the cookie at the bottom of the bag.

Baku climbed the stairs quietly, not wanting his adoptive-children to hear him coming and run away again. As he reached the upper floor, the first thing he saw was Zidane searching through the pockets of his coat. It's hanging, or rather 'was' hanging on a clothes hanger, since it was now laying on the floor in the dirt.

"Why you little..!" Baku yelled and ran forward, before the boy had a chance to move. He picked the blonde up by the back of his neck, glaring and grinding his teeth.

"What are you think you're doin'?" he awaited and answer, but Zidane just hang there, looking innocent. "Answer me!" he then dropped the boy on the floor to look through the pockets himself.

"What...hey kid, where's my wallet, eh?" he struggled to keep himself from yelling at the boy.

"Uhm...", Zidane started chewing at his finger, watching Baku shaking with anger. "Bjank has it..." it finally turned out.

"Argh!...okay, you go to Cinna, he's in the livingroom...", the boy looked at him suspiciously. "You'll get cookies."

"Yay!" Zidane went down the stairs, hurrying as if his life depended on it.

"Jeez...this is gonna be a looong day...", anyway, our brave Baku continued his search for the other two kids.

The next room up was his own bedroom, and he really hoped for the sake of those childrens' lives, that they hadn't messed anything up in there.

He found the room empty and his first thought was to look under the bed.

"This is getting old", he complained and crouched down, but this time he was right. Furthest in under the bed, Blank was curling up in a corner. Baku sighed.

"Hey kid, want cookies?" he asked as friendly as he could manage. The boy shook his head furiously and wrinkled his nose. Baku noticed he was, right as Zidane had told him, holding his wallet tight to his chest.

"Look...if you don't get out, I'll come in there and get you myself", he explained calmly, but you could hear hints of anger in his voice still.

Blank gasped at this terrifying thought and crawled forward, hitting Baku in the head with the wallet.

"Ouch!" the readhead then, fast as hell, disappeared out from under the bed and ran out of the room.

"Get back here!" Baku hit his head on the edge of the bed as he made his way up from the floor and ran, to where he supposed the boy had took off.

One minute later, he found Marcus in the small room, where he'd collected the few books he owned. The boy was interestingly looking through book from book, not seemed to have noticed Baku's presence at all.

"Hrm...excuse me", Baku said and stepped into the room as Marcus turned around, curious eyes looking up at him. When the boy didn't say anything, Baku spoke up again. "I see you've found my books..." the little goblin nodded and carefully put them back where they were from the beginning.

"Uh...want cookies?" Marcus stared at him for a moment, deciding what to say before just shrugging. 'Damn, this kid needs to talk more', Baku was about to ask him wheter he had seen Blank or not when he caught sight of some red hair behind shelf.

"I can see you kid", Baku said satisfied as the readhead yelped a little and ran out from his hiding place, hiding behind Marcus.

"Can I get my wallet back now?" reaching one hand out expectingly, Baku watched as the boy crouched down even more.

"Naa!"

"Wha...yes! It's mine and I want it back", he ordered. "Now give it to me!"

"Naa!"

"Yes!"

"Na!"

"Don' yell ad him", Marcus said protectivly, crossing his arms. Baku smiled at the little boy.

"I won't if little Blank here would give me my wallet back", he explained and the goblin seemed to be considering this.

"Bjank...", he turned around to face his 'brother'. "Give de mister his money back..", without hesitating, Blank reached his small hand out, holding the wallet for Baku to take it.

"Thanks", Baku smiled at him, but the little boy timidly hid behind Marcus again, staring at Baku as he put the wallet into his pocket.

"Now boys...com'on, lets go downstairs and eat something", Marcus nodded and started walking after the man, when he realized Blank was still standing there. He thought this over for a while before offering his hand out for the other boy.

"Com'on bro...", he said. Blank hesitated a little but then took his hand with a shy expression on his face. They then walked off together.

About Cinna and food and Blank's behavior, I couldn't get it all in here, but you'll get to know about it in the next chapter. Until then, tell me what you thought about this one XD