There lived a man, a single father with two sons. His He was a 30 years-old widow, his wife died two years ago. His sons' names were William, his 10-year-old son and Arthur, his 7-year-old son. His mother died 12 years ago, and his father remarried 4 years ago. The woman who became Lysandre's stepmother also had a son. He was 6 years old, his name was Lance. On day, Lysandre and his sons were having a normal dinner at their house.
"DAD, Look at this!" Arthur went running to his father
"What is it son?" Lysandre asked his son.
"I got a new toy from my friend at school"
"Oh, really? Did he give it to you?"
"No, not really"
His father chuckled, "Oh son."
Suddenly, Lysandre got a call from his father.
Ring Ring Ring. Ring Ring Ring. Lysandre's telephone rang. He picked it up and heard his father's house.
"Lysandre, I need to talk to you about something"
"Father, what's going on?" Said Lysandre to his father on the phone.
"It's about your stepmother and our son."
"Father, is something wrong?" Lysandre asked after hearing his father's shaking voice.
"Your stepmother is sick. I don't have the money to pay for it so, I'll be selling my house"
"Wait, WHAT?"
"You heard what I said, son. Listen, I'm going to stay at the hospital. That way, I can take care of her as well. But Lance is the problem. I can't tell him to stay at the hospital with me. I don't think I can take care of him anymore. And he's only 6 years, I can't tell him to leave alone either"
"Well, what do you want me to do, father?" Lysandre asked, wanting to help his father all that he can.
"Can you take him in son? Take Lance in and raise him for me, please."
"..."
"Lysandre?"
"Alright, I'll help you dad."
"Thanks son."
Lysandre hung up the phone.
"Dad, what's going on?" William asked his father
"ARTHUR! GET OVER HERE!" Lysandre called his other son.
Arthur went to his father and brother.
"Listen up you two. Someone else is coming to live with us starting from today and I want you guys to take good care of her, okay?"
William and Arthur exchanged confused glances.
"Who, dad?" Lysandre's oldest son asked him.
"My brother. Step, at least. Anyways, like I said, I want you guys to treat him as part of the family."
"Okay dad, we'll try our best," said Arthur.
Lance came to Lysandre's house that afternoon, dropped by his father. Ever since that day, Lance and Lysandre has been living together.
Hello! I know this chapter is pretty short. It's just a backstory of how Lance and Lysandre became brothers. More will be explained in the next chapter. For those of you who are reading this, thank you.