Joy to the World... [open]

[Hannibal Casry]

The young male walked into the day care. He looked to be about twenty-three years old, and held a child in both arms. The kids each looked to be about three or four years old, and he was alone. No other followed him into the day-care with a bag of belongings or anything of the sort. The child who leaned against his right hand side, was a thin blonde girl with wide, curious eyes a deep shade of sky blue. Her lips were curled upward in a smile that never left her face. The child on his left hand side was a boy, very similar features. His blue eyes were a slightly darker shade then hers, and blonde hair was cut shorter... a lot shorter. However, he also had a smile that lit up the world. The girl's name was Morgan and the boy Jordan.

The male who held them, his name was Jimmie, or James Foster Zavir the third, if anyone really cared. Doubt it, but anyway. He was dressed in a form fitting black, long sleeved, button up shirt. The collar was folded down against the cloth to cover up the tie that he wore. The steel gray tie. His pants were also a thick shade of black, with steel gray stitching and a small steel chain that connected his pants to his wallet... or perhaps the other way around. On his wrist was a watch that he looked at once or twice, but no more. His eyes were the coolest shade of dark blue. They were flecked with lighter specks and had a bright blue outline around the cornea. His features were pale and held a tired look, not a wide-eyed, optimistic look of curiosity like the children he held. His looks showed the face of a father who was to oyoung to be a father. A tired man that didn't want to deal with this, but wasn't cold-hearted enough to dump the children in someone else's hands.

He walked into the daycare to be greeted by the sounds of screaming kids, and women that tried their best to watch over the children. He set Morgan and Jordan down and right away they ran off to go see the other children that had been waving. He walked to the counter and was greeted by a familiar face...

[Kate Payne]

A female walked into the building of paradise for children but a place of Hell to people who did not like kids… she was followed closely by a five and half year old boy with a angry look on his face… Alldon, go play while I sign you in. her sweet voice told the little boy. She was only 20 years old and did not look like a mother of a six year old, and in fact she was his mother she was his mother’s best friend. Her name was River Rizon. The Rizon family was known because the eldest brother, Jake Rizon, slept around with almost every women in the city… it was a huge surprise that he was not the one bringing a child or two…or three… or even four children of his into the Daycare and in fact to everyone’s surprise he did not have any kids… yet

River walked up to the counter and picked up the pen writing nicely she signed the little boy in. it was not even a minute after she told the little boy to go play that a sudden loud scream echoed through the room. River jumped a little never hearing a little kid scream so loud but when she looked up she saw Alldon pretty much ripping the little girl’s hair out. River dropped the pen her eyes widening Alldon! Stop that! River ran to the scene grabbing the boy’s hand to keep him from pulling her hair again… quickly River prided the hand full of her still attached hair from Alldon’s uncaring hand. A new worker also ran to the scene River led Alldon away to a corner were the time-outs were held and sat him down on a chair Alldon don’t move!

Quickly River made her way back over to were the little girl and now what River was going to assume was her father… I am so sorry. Is she okay? River asked the man… he looked tired and unready for a child… he did not look to be much older than her expect the dark lines of tiredness under his eyes.

A middle aged women walked up to River and spoke firmly to her River either you or I are going to have to sit Alldon and his mother down and talk about his behavior… This is the ninth time he has done that this week and it is only Thursday… Time-outs just seem to be not working.

I know I know I’ll talk to her about it tonight. River spoke in a sorry voice she was a little embarrassed that Alldon had pulled the little girls hair. She turned back toward the man and little girl…