Deal!

ok i know bad title but yakno had to think of somethinng


duncans pov: *yeah yeah bye dude* i alisema walking out of my Marafiki house sure i had a place of my n but it was no fun i was lonley my moter died in a carcrash my dad in prison au domstic abuse. i was alone my Marafiki told me to get a grp and find a girl but they were all too well just not my type ii had a girl called coutney once but she stated dressing in red leather miniskirts and biker jackets i mean what is up with them. so i was walking down the mitaani, mtaa when i heard crying in the ally across the road i don't kow why but something pulled...

(I know I shouldnt start a new story till I finish my other one but I don't really like how it's turning out. Well anyways here's my new story. I got the idea from seeing a 1 mwaka old with a faux-hawk become Marafiki with a 1 mwaka old little girl wearing dark clothes at church. Hope wewe like it.)

(Normal P.O.V)

A small girl walked hand-in-hand with her mother and father entering the catholic church. The little girl wore a black dress with midnight blue hearts on it. She had black hair and dark blue eyes. Her father looked just like her while her mother had brown hair and black eyes.
The mothers...