Month: December
Day: Monday

Anastasia:
''What a cute little kitty you got there. What's his name?'', Anastasia asked, stepping into the room as she eyed the younger boy. she smiled at him brightly, trying to comfort him, because he seemed rather scared with his big blue eyes, filled with shock.
She moved closer to him carefully, placing her hands on his shoulders, kneeling slightly so she stood on eyelevel with him.
''His name's Mr. Whiskers…'', the boy whispered and Anastasia's smile got brighter. She squeezed his shoulders slightly out of happiness.
''He looks really sweet. I'm sure you love him a lot.'', she answered and the boy nodded, a blush on his face. He avoided eye contact. ''I'm Anastasia, you but you can call me Anna or Ann if you like. What's your name? Oh, and what happened to your plushy's eye?'', she continued, pointing at the little green eye that hung by a thread.
The boy shrugged slightly, still not looking up at her. He opened his mouth to speak, his words were whispers and hesitant: ''I'm Yuki… Mr. Whiskers got hurt because I… cuddled him too much…''
Anastasia smiled brightly at the kid, patting his head to comfort him; Yuki seemed really sad and Ann just wanted to help him. ''He's such an adorable child.''
''Well Yuki, dinner will be up in a few minutes; you arrived just in time.'', she said and she automatically grabbed the boy's hand, as if she was trying to be a mother to him. ''Wanna grab a bite with us?''
''Not that I'm going to eat…''

Yuki shook his head, clamping to Mr. Whiskers firmly. He didn't look at Anastasia still, but he kept holding on to her hand, which was at least a little start to a new forming friendship. Anastasia looked worried at him, squeezing his hand slightly.
''Oh come on, please come to the kitchen.'', she pleaded, hoping Yuki would give in. ''You don't have to eat if you don't want to. It's just some way to meet the others. There are a lot of other people in the house as well, you know.''
''O-okay…'', Yuki finally whispered and Anastasia held his hand tighter, pulling him towards the bedroom's door. As they entered the hallway and went to the kitchen, she said: ''It will be fine, you don't have to worry about anything. Just stay close to me and I will protect you.''
''He will be fine as long as Brad and the other two boys don't pick a fight with him…'', she thought however, worried about the boy's safety. ''He's so young and small, they will crush him if they start an argument… especially mentally. He seems like a rather emotional boy…''
Upon entering the kitchen Yuki hid behind Anastasia, blushing greatly and staring at the kids that were already in the room. Anastasia couldn't help but smile, trying to encourage him. She dragged him towards the dining room which was in the next room and found a seat. She patted the chair beside her, telling Yuki he could sit down. ''As long as Yuki stays sweet and quiet and the boys aren't pissed at something, everything will be fine. I hope…''

Brad:
Entering the dining room Brad stretched his arms and yawned, sitting down on one of the chairs. He blinked a few times, rubbing his eyes before he looked up and stared at Anastasia. A grin appeared on his face and he started to wiggle his eyebrows at her.
''Sooooo… Ann, how's it going?'', he asked with a flirtatious tone in his voice. ''Did you miss me?''
Anastasia smiled at him, but she had already been smiling when he entered the dining room so he quite got fed up with her expression by now.
''Oh yes, I've missed you very much.'', Anastasia joked, her expression not changing at all. Brad sighed in irritation and leaned back in his chair, staring at the ceiling, bored.
''Gosh Ann, you're never even irritated a slight bit, are you?'', he asked and he saw Anastasia shake her head, a giggle escaped her throat. ''Annoying girl. Ellie and Olivia are a better fetch. Even though Anna has this gorgeous body, oh my.''
''Brad, can you stop staring at my chest please? It scares me…'', the sudden words of the girl shook him out of his daydream. He quickly sat back straight in is chair and grinned again, shrugging.
''I'm sorry, you just look so hot.'', he said, trying to scare her some more.
''Stop it…'', she whispered, looking at the wooden table. Brad's grin continued. ''You want me to stop?'', Brad's arrogant voice ringed in his head. He leaned forward and opened his mouth, like he was ready to say something, but then his eyes fell on something else; a boy sitting next to Anastasia, probably around the age of twelve, but Brad could be wrong.

The boy blushed even more than Anastasia and stared at his lap, his body shaking slightly, his blue eyes widened in shock. A few strands of his black hair were hanging in front of his eyes, but his body was so stiffened that he didn't even bother wiping them away. ''Who is this little thing?''
Brad frowned, leaning forward over the table some more, but now moving closer to the boy. ''Hey little shit, who are you?''
His words hit the kid like a bomb and he looked up at Brad, terrified. His body shook even more and he clamped to something he held in his arms, firmly. It was a cat plushy. Brad grinned once more. ''That kid has a plushy? Really? How cute… how annoying.''
''That plushy? What's its name, hmm? And what's yours?'', he asked, his voice sounded forcing; he wanted to scare the living shit out of the poor boy.
''Y-Yuki… I'm Yuki… and this is… Mr. W-Whiskers…'', the boy whispered, looking away from Brad. ''Mr. Whiskers, really? Oh my god, it's even worse than I had expected. Such a stupid name. Sweet…''
''Mr. Whiskers huh?'', he asked and Yuki nodded, blushing greatly. ''Yuki, okay. I'm Brad, Brad Anderson.''
He brought his hand forward, like he wanted to shake it, but actually he was reaching for the cat plushy, ready to rip it away from the child and cause him harm. But before he could proceed his plan someone called him.
''Yo Brad, come help me in the kitchen please. I can't carry all the dishes here.'', a girl's voice sounded; it was Ellie's. Brad sighed in irritation and got up from his seat, moving out of the dining room and into the kitchen.

Ellie:
''Guys! Dinner!'', Ellie yelled as she grabbed a few dishes in each of her hands; tonight's dinner was pizza, Ellie had made it all by herself. She was pretty proud of her salami pizza, staring at the oven in which it was hiding; the oven had turned off not too long ago; pizza was ready.
Brad entered the kitchen, an annoyed look on his face; he strut like a zombie, showing Ellie he wasn't in the mood to help her. It pissed her off, she snorted at him.
''Brad come on, stop acting like an ass and get the pizza out of the oven, and bring it to the dining room. Oh and before you bring it to the dining room, cut it into a few slices. I heard a new person arrived at the house today so I guess slice a few extra.'', she told him, ordering him around. Brad stuck out his tongue and moved over to the oven very slowly, opening it, muttering under his breath: ''Yes, mom.''
''Oh, how hilarious. Is everyone in your family this funny?'', she asked. She knew he would get angry, that he might try to hit her again like he had done earlier. Brad wasn't one to hit girls but since Ellie had told him she wanted to be treated like a boy, he had cursed at her and hit her in the face. She didn't care though; she had hit him back twice as hard, with a fist.

She left Brad where he was and entered the dining room with the dishes, looking at the table as now people had entered and were coming together, finding their seats. Benjamin was sitting in the far corner, together with Benny on his right, Olivia was sitting on the other far corner, on the opposite side of the two boys, her arms folded, her tank top too tightly again like always; she loved showing off her body and Ellie felt disgusted every time she looked at the girl.
But she didn't show it, instead she placed the dishes on the table, giving everyone one to use. Then her eyes fell on the boy sitting next to Anastasia, she smiled as she gave the kid a dish for dinner.
''Hey there, I'm Ellie. I guess you're Yoki?''
''Yuki…'', the boy corrected her and Ellie giggled, standing beside him. She said: ''I'm sorry, I meant Yuki. Thanks for correcting me, I'm not good with names. But don't worry, I will learn.''
Yuki looked up at her, smiling slightly, he simply nodded and held a cat plushy firmly in his arms. Ellie actually disliked personal belongings at the table, like phones, plushies and other stuff, but since Yuki was new to the house and seemed really shy and scared, she decided not to pay much attention to it.
''is everyone here? Where is Zeleb?'', she asked, looking at Benjamin and Benny, who both shrugged; meanwhile Brad came back with the huge pizza, sliced. He placed it on the table and sat down on his seat. Ellie looked at him, a worried look on her face. ''Have you seen Zeleb?''

Brad shook his head, he didn't say anything. The room was completely quiet for a moment, until 'sexy babe' Olivia made a nasty remark. ''I don't care where he is.'', was all she said, her arms still crossed over her chest. She looked up at Ellie, a I-hate-you look in her ocean blue eyes. ''Come on, let's eat.; I'm starving.''
Ellie nodded, a sad look in her eyes, and she found a seat, grabbing one of the pizza slices. She muttered something like ''dig in'' and took a bite from her slice. Her blue eyes with a grey tint to them stared up at the doorway as two figures stepped into the dining room; a man and woman: Mr. and Mrs. Black, the foster parents.
They took a few slices for themselves, together with two dishes and turned back around, leaving the dining room in silence. It always went like this; everyday. They would come in and grab some dinner for themselves and then leave, maybe snatching away some beer out of the fridge on their way back upstairs. Upstairs was forbidden to the kids; if you went upstairs you would get into trouble.
''Well, I guess we can all go eat now, with our without Zeleb…'', Ellie muttered and she took another bite from her pizza slice. By now everyone had started grabbing their pieces and eating, everyone except for Yuki, who was staring at his empty dish silently. Ellie looked worried at him, she felt for him, he looked so sad. ''Why isn't he eating? Isn't he hungry…?''
Ellie decided not to worry about it; she worried more about Zeleb right now; he hadn't shown up yet even though he loved pizza. She knew about his… issues. The last time he had skipped dinner Ellie had found him in his room, completely drugged. She was afraid he had used again, and during dinner that was all that stayed on her mind.