~Finni~
I watched as my sister became a flurry of panic, and Vlad's sisters were quickly helping Dante up and helping him to the couch.
"What happened, lad?" I asked looking at his limp arm.
"I...Had a bit of an argument with my foster parents." He said shifting slightly.
"Ah...You sprained your arm Tay!" Vlad said, examining his arm carefully.
"T-Tay?" He said uncertainly.
"Yes! You need a nickname! Everyone in our family does!" Vlad seemed very happy. But his expression quickly turned serious. "But we need to have you rest! I'll tend to your arm, do you need some medicine?
"Vlad, no wonder you want to be a pediatrician. You know your stuff." I said impressed.
Mary Ann quickly ran from her room and handed Dante a stuffed dog.
"Here! You can take my stuffed puppy to protect you in the night okay? Are you cold? Do you need blankets? Medicine? Water? Hugs? I'll go get the guest room fixed up so you can rest!" I watched my sister flail her arms, asking many questions.
Dante seemed to be unused to all the attention he was getting. I patted him on the shoulder and looked at him reassuringly.
"Every things going to be alright, lad."
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DON'T WORRY GAIZ, EIRI AND I GOT THIS STORY. WE COOL, WE COOL. WE'LL TAKE IT FROM HERE.
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Finnigan
Vlad
Mary Ann
Dante
