Sora's Darkness V3

He enters the room once he heard chopping on a cutting board.

 

"Hiya, Zack." He said as he waved to him with the knife.

 

He waves back then sits on a bar stool. "Need any help?"

 

"Nope." He said as he added four of the slices and noodles into the pot.

 

He watches his brother.

 

"Genesis liked anything with dumbapples in it. We used to always call him dumbapplehead."

 

He chuckles. "That must be hours of laughter."

 

"Yeah, particularly when it was his turn to hold the apple on his head in stab-the-dumbapple."

Can you think of a good first and last name for someone living in the 13 colonies?

 

He laughs so hard he fell off his chair.
Mary Smith?

 

I'm looking for something more unique. I'll probably end up smashing two random names I like together. In Language, we have to write ten diary entries about if we were a person in the 13 colonies.

He poured the apple slices and noodles into a bowl and started making another bowl of it.

 

Do a slave's perspective.
He climbs back up.

 

Nah, I already got most of the plot figured out. She will have a slave friend, though.

He put the bowl in front of him. "It's sweeter than usual because of the dumbapples."

 

He uses the utencil then digs in. "Whoa, I never thought this was possible!"
She hugs her grandmother.
He spits out the bottle.

 

"Thank a group of weird, bored friends." She hugged her back. He picked him up and rubbed his back.

 

"Do I really want to know why they're bored in the first place?"
She wrapped her tentacles around hers.
His eyes grew sleepy.

 

"It was either that or paperwork since the second- class SOLDIERs were still there." He stroked his hair.

 

"Sephana wants to stay with you, Miss."
He shook his head then belches.

 

"That's fine." He gave him back to Luana.

 

"Really?"
He cries.

 

"Of course. I care for most of the children in this family." He cradled him again. She sniffed the Heartless.