Tender doesn't exist, my OCs dad and her ridiculous amount of sibling have a new place.
__my POV__
Let me just set the sene, Here I am. In front of my house that shouldn't fit this many people. Peace is holding an unconscious Willow and the rest are watching with a mix of delight, fear, and embarrassment.
"We're gonna fire Willow our the cannon at those people." Peace buzzed with excitement as it pointed towards 4 people.
2 of them were pale as- and the other 2 had a tan.
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(Xavia and Xavier)
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(Iris)
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(The big ones Vel)
"Think its a mother and 3 kids?" "No shit Sherlock." "Pepper I'm gonna slap you to hell." "Just load the damn thing!" "Okay! Jeez.."
Poor Willow was loaded in the cannon, the audience of siblings and Ozzie was silent..
"FIRE!" Peace yelled. Just like that Willow was flying trough the air, not gracefully, like a damn chicken got thrown off a roof.
And Willow missed them by about a metre!
"What the fu-" "Language!" "Oo pretty!" "Wot?" "That's nice."
