I walk over to her to see a baby, a hybrid, in her arms. "Hello ma'am. What's the problem?" I ask politely. She sighs and looks at the baby. "I've been walking house to house trying to find anyone to take this poor soul in. I found him placed in a dumpster earlier today, that's why he's dirty. No one's willing to take the poor thing in though. If I can't find anyone, he'll die. There's a storm coming soon." I look at his face. He has cuts and bruises. He can't be more than a couple of weeks old. She's right. If someone isn't up to taking him home, he'll die. I move the blanket slightly to get a closer look at his face I touch his hands and he grips my finger ever so slightly.... "Ranboo..." =========================== **anything portrayed between the characters is platonic. there is one romantic relationship in this though** **cover is not mine! It is by AnimatedBagofBones on DeviantArt**
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