AN: Yeah, I'm still alive. But my life is a mess with moving and university and everything. I will update the other fics as well, but my favourite form of procastination with writing is updating this litte piece :D

Thank you for all the support and this time there have been PROMPTS used, but I have not made notes on which ones. SO sorry for that. Please enjoy

Killer: 10 Kid: 5 Bonney: 4

"Seriously?" Killer groaned at the sight of Bonney, who was sitting on the floor covered in chocolate. The small girl watched her oldest brother with innocent eyes, not understanding why he looked so displeased.

"Where did you get that?" the 10-year old asked as he sat down in front of his sister.

"There!" Bonney pointed at a cabinet, grinning broadly.

"So they have been home?" the blonde boy muttered sadly while his little sister ate the remains of the dessert, happy with the world.

Killer: 18 Kid: 13 Bonney: 12

"Are you sure?" the redhead questioned again.

"I AM! He has a crush on somebody!" Bonney repeated for the hundredth time. "I saw as he wrote something on pink paper! It has to be a love letter!"

Kid wasn't too sure about that, but he wished that his brother would finally get a girlfriend. It would mean that he wouldn't have so much time for them anymore, but it would make him happy. And that was more important, wasn't it?

Killer: 17 Kid: 12 Bonney: 11

"Do you know that they both wrote about you when asked to write an essay on their hero?" the white-haired teacher asked.

"Mrs. Nico, why are you telling me this?" Killer couldn't sit still, shifting under the teacher's stare.

"If you ever need something, come to me." Nico Olivia smiled, before releasing the teen. But a frown appeared on her face with the door closing. It wasn't fair to expect that somebody so young would raise his siblings, letting his youth go like that.

But he didn't complain and always did his best. So much was clear. What a boy.

Killer: 21 Kid: 16 Bonney: 15

Killer's silent glare was always worse than any kind of yelling Bonney could have imagined. And it didn't help that she was feeling pretty sick in the first place.

"Look... I am sorry..." the pink-haired girl tried to sit up, but had to stop as the pounding in her head increased drastically with the movement.

The blonde didn't reply and just stood in the door frame, his eyes on his sister.

Bonney didn't know what to do. It was clear that Killer was pissed. And this time for real.

"Aaaargh!" the girl let out a frustrated groan. "I don't know what you want to hear! So just tell me and please stop staring at me like that! I won't sneak out to get drunk ever again! Hell, I won't drink so much ever again!"

The words erupting from the sick girl, charmed a smile on her brother's scarred face.

"See, you have understood what you did wrong." he said calmly. "And now shut up and sleep off that hangover. I will send Kid with some medicine over later."