It was a peaceful night in New York City. Allen Jones was relaxing on his couch, wearing a white tank top and a pair of gray sweatpants . He was watching one of his favorite tv shows, American Horror Stories when there was a knock on his door. He sighed and stood up, turning the tv off. His eyes widened when he opened the door, standing there was his older brother Matthieu Williams and honestly he looked terrible.

There were dark bags under his eyes and he had multiple cuts on his face. But that's not what shocked him. What shocked him was that he was holding what looked like a half-asleep, four year old boy. The boy had dark auburn hair with an estranged curl and was wearing a tan military outfit. For some reason the kid looked like an exact replica of Luciano.

"Is that Luciano?" Allen asked with wide eyes, letting his brother inside.

"Yeah It's him. " Matthieu replied, setting down Luciano on the floor. "Roland decided to test out a new spell he learned."

Allen sat down on his couch, staring at the child who in return glared at him. He still couldn't believe that the all mighty Luciano- leader of the Axis and mafia boss was turned to a tiny four year old. He bursted out laughing, he found this hilarious. He took out his phone and took some pictures. He could use this to blackmail Luciano into doing whatever he wanted.

Matthieu gave him an unamused look. "Are you done?" He asked.

"Yeah." Allen nodded, wiping the tears from his eyes. "Why did you bring him here?"

"Because Luciano here decided it would be a good idea to tick off Kuma. So Kuma was not happy and tried to kill Luciano, while destroying my house in the process." Matthieu explained, gesturing to Luciano."So you're going to watch him. Oliver's already working on the cure. So it should only be for one to two weeks."

"Don't-a leave-a me with him-a. The idiota will-a try to corrupt-a me!" Luciano yelled as he frantically waved his arms around.

"I'm not going to corrupt you." Allen yelled back. Just because he was a vegetarian doesn't mean that he'll force others to become one too. He turned to his brother and said "You owe me one." Matthieu shrugged his shoulders, not really caring as long as he didn't have to look after Luciano.

Allen let out a high-piercing scream, which he would never ever admit sounded girly as something sharp pierced into his lower shin. He looked down to see Luciano running away, laughing maniacally with a bloodied knife in his hands.

"Good luck Allen." Matthieu waved as he walked out the door.

After Allan bandaged his wound, he went into his bedroom. He groaned, Luciano was sitting on top of the middle of his bed. If he wasn't so tired he would've made the brat sleep on the couch.

"Scoot over." Allen mumbled, just wanting to get some sleep.

Luciano shook his head, crossing his arms over his chest. "No."

Allen picked him up and plopped him on the other side of the bed. He ignored Luciano glaring at him and crawled underneath the covers, falling asleep instantly. Luciano hated how easy it was for Allen to pick him up. He soon fell asleep a few minutes afterwards.