Requested by~ PersonThatIsBored
"maybe a Darkiplier x Child reader?...I think it's just the thought of Mark, or a version of Mark, taking care of a child"(So send some love there way if you enjoy...or if you don't! They're still great regardless of my lack to entertain you! Haha Sorry lovelies!)

P.s. This is NOT Septiplier/Danti...I swear! It's close friends, bros, etc etc. Also please check out the cover, I had din putting it together. It's a collage of various artists works, I only modified the background, Dark, & Anti, I don't take credit for the artwork.

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Ages:
Darkiplier~19
Wilford~23
Anti & the other Dark YTers~21+
Jack/Felix/Ken/Cry~5-7
Y/N~5

Dark's POV
Mom and dad just left for the weekend. I waved to them, as they pulled out of the driveway and out of sight. We kind of lived in the middle of nowhere. I usually don't mind being home without my parents, but the whole weekend with Wilford sounded...exhausting.

I typically don't get up much earlier than noon, 11 if I'm feeling productive, but that's a rarity. Since Mark insisted on seeing our parents before they left, here I am standing in my plaid pajama bottoms at seven in the morning. I made my way back inside with Mark's hand in my own. He was tired, and I didn't blame him.

Upon entering, I saw my idiot of a brother, took no time making himself at home. Yes he lived here, but he seemed to be making himself even more at home than if mom and dad were here. He wasted no time finding his favorite TV show and raiding every cupboard of anything edible to his eye. "Wil..? It's like 7AM, why are you eating Cheez-Its?"

"Hmm?" He questioned while cramming another handful into his mouth and looking over the back of the sofa. "Umm...duh! These are life my dear brother."

"Whatever. Yo..I think I'm gonna lay down a bit longer. I don't do mornings!" I turned to go upstairs, but caught a glimpse of Mark at the kitchen table. "Hey...Wil look at Mark!" I whispered, nodding in Mark's direction. He had attempted to make cereal, but fell asleep with his head in the bowl. Thankfully, he didn't poor the milk yet. He was only six, but he always acted more mature then his age.

"Man...little dude must be tired if he didn't even eat." Wilford laughed. He was right though. I think Mark's appetite was bigger than all of ours combined.

I walked into the kitchen and picked Mark up. I carried him upstairs and placed him in his own bed, before heading to my own.

****
The sound of a bunch of morons vibrated throughout the house, waking me up in the process. I didn't have to look to know Wil had invited his idiotic friends over. Bunch of morons. PewdiepieEXE, MadCry, BeastKen and...of course...AntiSepticEye.

Anti and I were good friends once upon a time, but then hanging out with Wil and his clan of F*cktards became more important than talking to his best friend. Yeah, I might sound like a bitter b*tch right now, but I have every right to be p*ssed. He barely speaks two words to me if I'm in the same room, and when he does, its just some smug comment to get the other guys riled up. I hate to admit it, but it truly does hurt. He betrayed me...

I decided I wasn't going to be able to get back to sleep with those morons here, so I decided to get up. Flipping on my radio, I began gathering some laundry and other items. I had slacked on my chores for awhile now. The one thing I did different than the rest of the Fischbach's was exactly that. I could care less what my room or the house looks like, but these guys want it clean and have a place for everything...and I mean everything. And that included Mark. The poor kid's like seven...live a little bro.

Upon cramming the last of my week's worth of laundry into the washer, I heard Wil and his clan bellow out in laughter. I rolled my eyes. I finished the load and hit start, when I heard a startling yell from Anti. Normally that meant the guys were ganging up and on him and I'd come in to save his *ss and vice versa. But I'd been fooled one too many times by their bullsh*t. Instead of clamoring up the stairs to save my ex-bestfriend, I casually went about my business. This is probably another one of there pranks to get me to come up, so they can make some smart*ss remark to me. Well news flash, your jokes getting old.

I eventually came back up from the basement and walked to the bathroom. The voices of my brother and his friends weren't heard any longer. Thank God!

As I approached the door, I saw it was shut. I knocked on the door loudly. "Hey whoevers in there hurry up. I gotta p*ss."

"Oh...umm...yeah sorry. I'll be right out." The voice said stuttering and I heard his feet shuffle in a nervous manner.

I leaned into the door a bit staying silent. I heard the slightest sounds of someone whom had been crying...that someone was Anti. As p*ssed off at him I was, he still was my friend. I didn't want to see him hurt. And I've only seen him cry one other time...

I gently tapped on the door. Speaking lowly, so the others wouldn't here me. "Anti? Is everything alright man?"

"It's nothing man! Just...just leave me alone." He yelled in his Irish tone. I shook my head knowing his words weren't true.

"Whatever!" I threw back, but instead of walking away like I intended I stopped a few feet from the door. I crept back to it and heard his muffled cries louder than the last. Knowing I was now the cause made my heart clench. Godd*mn him...

I looked down at the handle and with a simple movement of my hand, the door flew wide open revealing Anti sitting on the floor looking wide eyed at me. His puffy, red eyes went from those large, shocked gaze to a squinty-eyed hateful one's in two seconds flat. "What happened to you?" I asked flatly.

I honestly don't know what my question was directed towards. Maybe it was the fact that he was crying or maybe that he had a blackening eye and bloody lip or maybe it was the fact that he abandoned his best friend, so he can be part of the clan that's the reason for him bleeding right now. I really didn't know.

"Nothing! P*ss off man!" He said hiding his face in his knees and  motioning for me to leave.

I felt my eyes darken and my lip twitched. But upon taking in his battered look, I swallowed down my anger. I huffed angrily and nearly ripped the mirrored cupboard door open. I reached for the top shelf, grabbing the first aid kit. I started grabbing out the things he'd needed and prepping them. I let out sigh and decided to try again. "Anti...what happened?" I said sternly.

"I said nothing! Just...just leave me alone! ...no one else has that problem." He snarled, mumbling the last part. He stood up quickly and went to bolt out the door. I quickly put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back, then shoving the supplies into his chest. I can tell by his face, he had a mixture of pain, shock, and being p*ssed shooting through him. He opened his mouth to speak, but I didn't give him the chance.

"At least clean yourself up, you don't need to give your ma a heart attack! Now I'm going to go kill my brother." I turned around and started storming down the hall.

"It's no use, Dark! They alr..." Anti yelled down the hall.

"No, Anti it is! I'm getting real tired of this sh*t! And why the h*ll you think hanging out with them was cool, I'll never know, but have you learned your lesson yet?!" I didn't wait for his response before I reached the joined living area and kitchen. "WILFORD! Where the h*ll you? Listen here you guys think that I won't kick the living shi...MARK! Hey buddy!" I quickly changed my attitude. Mark didn't need that in his life.

"Darky, Darky! Guess who here?! Wil said they're staying ALLLL...DAY! Isn't that AWESOME!" Mark excitedly chirped about something.

I cringed at the nickname. "Mark...why do you insist on calling me that?" I rubbed a hand over my face. "And yeah...show me Mark. I have to have a little talk with our...dear brother."

"He's gone." Anti said coming into view. He looked like h*ll and did the bare minimum to suture himself. "They're all gone." He plopped down on the bottom step of the staircase and covered his face in frustration. I let out and irritable sigh. Mad at the new news, at anti,....and myself. I could've stopped them.

Mark cautiously walked up to Anti and pulled at his hands. "Uncle Anti...what's wrong?" I smiled a bit as Anti hated his nickname even more, but I quickly lost it as I caught a glimpse of Anti's tears. "Don't cry Uncle Anti. It'll be alright."

Anti fluffed Mark's hair and patted his head. Mark quickly fixed it. The kid hated when his hair wasn't the way he liked it. I remember when ma cut his hair and he went ballistic. It was too short or whatnot and he hated it until it grew back out. I still find it funny to this day.

"I'm alright kiddo. You don't need to worry. Uncle Anti is just having a rough day. I'm better bud!" He strained a happy voice and quickly wiped the tears away.

"Ok. Uncle Anti? I have an idea! Me and Jack and Dark and Cry and Ken and Felix and me will make you feel better!" Mark jumped up excitedly and darted out of the room. Anti and I both wore the same confused look.

I hesitantly moved closer to Anti, but was quickly separated as I heard yelling and a group of youngsters came rushing to a halt before us. Anti quickly jumped to his feet and look over the group at me with questioning eyes.

"Hey! Now everyone calm down! Felix, Cry, Ken...Where are your brothers?" I said sternly.

"Darky! Wilford said we were having a sleepover! Isn't that AWESOME!? Come on guys...let's go to my room." Mark chirped and the bubbling crowd ran up the stairs past Anti, who wore the same shocked expression.

I was mute until they were all in Mark's room upstairs. My shock finally subsided and I was able to mutter a response. "Yeah...very. f*cking. awesome...I'm going to kill him. Wilford you SOB! And did you know about this? Anti I swear if you knew..." he cut me off.

"I swear I didn't, Dark!" He ran his hands through his hair and then looked back at me." Not exactly. Listen they never told me sh*t ok! I didn't know what was going down until last minute. It was always that way." He said setting back down on the bottom step.

"Ok...so where are they? Do you know? Cause I'm going to kill them when they return!" I seethed.

"I don't know. Some party they mentioned. They...said I couldn't come. I was a problem. Yeah, a problem that they didn't want to come to the party. Fook'em anyhow. I don't care." His voice and downcast gaze said otherwise. I mustered up the courage to go sit next to him on the wide staircase. He tensed for a moment, but quickly relaxed. I started laughing and earned a strange look from him. "You OK there man? Have you finally lost your mind." He smiled and shook his head.

I shook my head in agreement and wiped the forming tears from my eyes. I patted his back like old times, but ripped my hand away when I realized what I had done. I quickly stood up and walked towards the kitchen. "I'm sorry...I didn't..." he stopped me and followed suit.

"It's...it's cool bro." I nodded and we stood oddly in silence. He finally spoke up. "I'm sorry too. I really fooked things up! I'm sorry bro." He looked at me with the eyes that only I had really seen. He was my closest friend and we had shared everything. When he left me, a part of me went with him. He was more a brother than blood could ever bond.

"Thank you man. We're cool ok?" With his nod as an approval, I embraced him in a brotherly hug. I patted his back and pulled away. "And one more thing, you're not a problem Anti."

"Ok..thanks again." He gave me a a half smile, so I returned it with another brotherly bear hug.

I pulled away and laughed. "Ok now enough of this sappy sh*t. We got some kids to take care of."

"Yeah coming from you! Remember Darky, you hugged me!" He laughed.

"Oh shut up...Uncle Anti." I cringed slightly.

"Dude maybe not...yeah not that nickname." Anti and I both laughed as I playfully punched his arm. He let out a small hiss. He lifted his sleeve to reveal a nasty bruise on his shoulder. "One of the guys...it's nothing. Just don't hit it anymore."

"Sorry Anti...For that and I'm sorry I didn't check on you. You guys pranked me so many times with that and...I should have just made sure you were ok. But they're gonna get their *sses kicked when they get home!" I smiled yet felt nothing but guilt and anger. Guilt for not checking on Anti and anger towards my brother and his so-called friends.

"Dark...it's ok. We're cool man. I don't want to talk about that anymore. So...how's life?" We both laughed and we agreed to forgive and move on. We sat in the kitchen and caught up with various things.

I knew that the kids would be getting hungry soon. Mom had had left some pasta and instructions on heating it, so we decided that that was best. After popping it into the oven, I decided we could chill with old game system. That's how Anti and I first bonded.

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The boys had maneuvered playtime to the outdoors. Which was cool, so long as they played in sight. I was not looking to lose anyone today. Though I'd make an exception for Wil.

It wasn't long and the timer for the pasta had gone off. Anti decided to set the table and remove tge meal from the oven whilst I gathered the kids.

I was nearly at the door when Mark came bursting through. "DARK?! ANTI?! GUYS come here! She's hurt! We need help!" He shouted.

"Wait, who's hurt Mark? What's happened?" I quickly followed Mark outside towards the others. They were circled around something-no someone.

Anti was hot on my trail. "What is Dark? Is it Jack?!" His voice laced with worry for his younger brother.

"No. He's fine Anti. And I don't know." I replied honestly.

I stepped up to the group and they parted to reveal a young girl. She looked about the same age as the boys here. She was so small and cold. I gently lifted her fragile body and headed for the house. She was limp into my arms. Anti gathered the boys and kept them away from my task.

I walked her to our bathroom and quickly wrapped her in a towel. I placed her on the sink and look around for something. I caught a glimpse of Mark. "Is she going to be ok?"

"Umm...yeah buddy. I think she will." He only nodded but kept his eyes on the small girl before us. He looked worried. "Hey do you want to help me?"

He quickly nodded and stepped into the bathroom. I leaned her against me and helped Mark onto the sink. I asked him to support her while I cleaned up some of the visible wounds. He wrapped his tiny arms around her body and rested her little head against his shoulder. He looked down at her like she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen. I would have smiled had it not been for the current situation. While I aided the young girl, I questioned Mark. "So what happened? How did you guys find her?"

"We were playing tag and she had came out of the woods. We were scared at first, but she kept asking for help. When she fell down I made sure she was ok. She wasn't Darky...she still isn't. Make her better please." I nodded and he continued. "Well anyways, then she was laying there, so I knew we needed you and that's when I got you. We don't know where she came from, Darky."

I cleaned most of the dirt and dried blood from her body with damp cloth. I bandaged her wounds and checked for any other marks or injuries that a quick glance would reveal. I noticed the bruising patterns all over her small frame. I couldn't imagine what this little one had been through. She was so skinny too. And her feet would certainly bare scars as she grew older. She had no shoes and the woods around our home are unforgiving.

Anti had checked in at one point and told me the kids were all eating or watching cartoons.

I had finished with the small girl and asked Mark to get me something for her to wear. She only wore a small torn dress, that was covered in dirt and small blood stains. He had came back with his Transformer pajamas. At least they're better than nothing, I thought to myself.

Most of the kids were falling asleep by the time I had came out and Anti was cleaning the kitchen. He had made sure that they'd all eaten and got got a bath before settling in for the night. Mark stayed right beside me as I carried the small girl.

"Hey Anti, she hasn't stirred at all. I think it's best to keep an eye on her. You've done enough already. Could I have you sit with her and just keep an eye on her?" I asked tiredly.

Mark spoke up before Anti had a chance. "I'll watch over her Dark! I won't leave her side. And If she wakes up, I'll call you!" I looked down at his begging eyes. I kneeled to his level, making sure the girl was secured against me.

"Mark, I appreciate that bud, but you need to eat something first." He didn't let me finish.

"But I'm not hungry, Darky! I'll eat when she wakes up!" He was determined.

"Mark, the lass may not wake up for a while. She's got some fight in her f'sure, but it could be a few days. You need to eat and get a bath first, then you can sit with her ok?" Anti offered. Mark looked at me for confirmation and I nodded. He slowly nodded and trudged over to his plate.

I handed the little girl over to Anti and walked over to Mark. I warmed our plates and we ate in mostly silence.

****
We had all crashed in the living room. The boys were on the floor as usual. Anti, Mark, the little girl and myself on the couch. The little girl was secured between Anti and Mark. That kid was serious about never leaving her side.

When the boys started stirring, I decided to make my famous pancakes. The aroma wafted through the house and brought everyone to the table, except Mark. I finished plating the last pancake and mentioned for Anti to keep an eye on  the kids.

I walked to the living room and heard some mumbling. Upon nearing I heard Mark speaking. "Please wake up. Darky, he's my brother, makes the best pancakes. You'll really like them. I know you will." I watched as he tucked her hair behind her ear and I smiled. He's a good kid. "This is my good luck charm. You can have it, maybe it will help you. I hope you wake up soon."

"Mark, I don't know if she can here you bud, but what you're doing is very kind. You're a good kid, you know that?" I said as I kneeled next to the couch and patted his back. "Come on bud, let's get you something to eat."

"I'm not hungry Dark. I'm going to stay here. Thank you." He said in a monotonous voice and pushed up further into the couch. He watched her and slowly let his little eyes drift to sleep.

I frowned a little and stood up making my way back to the kitchen, but something caught my eye. I looked back at Mark and the little girl. Mark wore the same expression. She moved. I knelt by her side again. "Hey there little one? Can you hear me? You don't have to be afraid." Her little (E/C) eyes fluttered open, but widened at the site of me. She jumped and flung her small frame to the back of the couch and right into Mark's small lap. She gasped and turned. She blinked at him; meeting his wide chocolate eyes with the same expression. She quickly fumbled from him and pressed herself into the corner of the couch. "OK OK, we aren't going to hurt you ok? I know you're scared, but we helped you." Her small eyes flickered between us and the room.

Mark sat up and inched closer. He picked up the small item he'd given her earlier. "You dropped this." She looked at it and shook her head. "Oh..well I gave it to you. It's my lucky charm, but it helped you more. You woke up. I tried talking to you but..." She started nodding her head.

"You heard Mark?" I questioned. She furrowed her brows slightly then nodded.

She slowly extended her arm to take the item from Mark. He smiled and gave it to her. She observed the small trinket. "Thank you...Mark." She said in the faintest voice.

I didn't think his eyes could open any wider yet they did. At the sound of her saying his name, his eyes sparkled and seemed to expand. "You..You're welcome...umm...what's your name?"

She looked down bashfully.

"Hey, if you don't remember it's ok? Sometimes that happens ok." I asked and shifted into a sitting position on the floor.

She quickly shook her head 'no'. "Y...Y/N."

"That's really pretty. I mean...you're name it's...I mean you're pretty too, but I meant..." Mark fell back into the couch and covered his face. Poor guy. He just kept embarrassing himself. I've been there kid.

The little girl, Y/N, stared for a moment. Her cheeks turned rosy yet her large, beaming eyes were fixated on him. It was amazing that this kid was moving and talking after the state we found her in, but to be smiling and beaming in joy was truly something else. "Thank you." She said with a smile and moved closer.

Mark peeled his hands from his face and looked in shock. "Ok. You're welcome."

I stood up and motioned for them to continue as I seen Anti. "She's awake? How is she doing?"

"I'd say quite well considering. Her names Y/N, Mark's managed to make her smile...and blush the little charmer, and she's opening up. I'd like to see her eat something before I start bothering with questions. And hey and thanks for helping with the kids man. I couldn't have done this without you." I smiled.

"As much as I like to inflate the ol' ego, thank you as well. Let's be honest here, I couldn't have made it without you either, Dark. As for the kids they're all eating now." I nodded and looked back towards Mark and Y/N. I told Anti we'd be in and walked back towards them.

"...and right now, they're eating. I think you'll like everyone. My brother Dark makes the best pancakes." She nodded add she remembered the statement. "Are you hungry, Y/N?" Mark asked my question. She looked towards the sounds of the others and shook her head. "No? Are you sure? I'll sit right next to you and I promise you'll love them." She frowned causing Mark to do the same and look at me.

"Y/N?" She looked up at me. "Would you prefer to eat in here with Mark and I? I understand you're really nervous. Would you eat if it was just us?" She slowly nodded. Mark smiled and clapped his hands together in excitement. That kid is hooked on a girl at the age of five...he's either going to be a heartbreaker or get hitched right out of school! I can't tell yet! "Ok guys I'll be right back with your plates.

****
The rest of the day seemed to go by much quicker. Y/N was slowly opening up to the others. Anti and I were even falling back into old habits. As much as it seems strange, I'm thankful for the events that have occurred because had they not Anti not I would be speaking, Wilford would be pestering me about something and that little girl may have still been wondering alone out in those woods. They say things happen for a reason and I truly believe that. Without our little sleepover... so much would be different. But now with it, so much will change.

Like now. My parents just pulled in the driveway. They're a day early and where I'm nervous about explaining the Y/N situation; I'm even more so about the Wilford situation.

"Hey kids, we're home!" Mark ran to the entryway to greet our parents, leaving a confused Y/N with me. I scooped her up in my arms and headed to the door. The boys quickly followed behind.

"Ohhh...What a pleasant surprise! Hello darlings!" My mother chirped. Anti stepped out beside me as I held Y/N. "Hello Anti." She looked over us and smiled. "I'm glad you two are talking again. And ohhh.. who might this little one be?" My mother stepped further inside and the boys moved back to the living room.

Mark chirped up instantly. "Mommy mommy! That's Y/N! She's really nice and we found her outside!" I mentally facepalmed.

"You what?!" She looked at me expectantly.

"Alright, mom, what Mark meant to say is...well she was indeed found outside, but she needed help. She was unconscious for quite sometime. Mark and I cleaned her up and we have all been keeping an eye on her. She's covered in bruises ma? We were just trying to help her."  I turned Y/N to face my mother and father who looked over her small features carefully.

"He's telling the truth! We couldn't possibly make this up." Anti threw in.

"Yeah mommy and daddy, it really happened. And Darky? Can Y/N and I please go back into the room?" Mark asked with his pleading brown eyes and Y/N quickly looked at me for my approval. Normally I'd say yes, but this was up to my mother and father.

I looked at them and they nodded. I placed Y/N down and Mark took her by the hand as they ran towards TV set. I shook my head. "We got ourselves a little lover boy there. He's been stuck by her side like that since she arrived." I laughed and everyone followed suit.

"Well I think I better get back to the heathens. If my brother is anything like me, he's probably picking on Mark and his new girlfriend!" Anti chuckled.

"Oh...heavens no. He's far too young to even consider a girlfriend!" We all laughed at my mother's statement. "Also what made you boys think, that having a girl like her here with all these kids was a good idea? She has surely suffered some trauma and having all these kids here may cause some unnecessary stress. Also...Anti? Darling what happened to your face? Did you two fight?!" My mother glared over to me.

"Actually mom I was just about to tell you. Me and Anti did get into a verbal dispute, but that was all. Your other son on the other hand is to blame. Anti? Would you like to?" My parents looked at him.

"Yeah...so Wil and the guys were talking about some party. They said I was too much a problem, so so I couldn't come. They umm...I'll spare you the details, but they do this." He pointed to his face and I quickly snatched his shirt upwards to reveal the bruising on his torso. "...and that." My father stepped back in disbelief whilst my mother stepped forward and looked over the bruises. "It's really not that bad. Anyways then they decided to go to this party and they left their siblings with us, so that's why they're here." Anti hung his head. I walked over to him and lightly patted his back. Assuring him that everything was going to be OK.

My father spoke first. "Well boys, I'm proud of you. You've managed to get over your dispute, babysit all these kids alone, and rescue that little girl. Anti, I'll speak to your father about this. Let him know you're not bluffing. But boys, you make me proud to be a father. Anti you may not be my son by birth, but you were raised under this roof; as Dark was under yours. Thank you boys." My father almost looked like he was going  to cry. Mom quickly went to his side and kissed his cheek.

I on the hand, embraced Anti and then ruffled his hair. He shot me a glare but got me back. "Darky baby not front of your parents." I'm going to kill him.

"Anti! You Idiot! You're such an ass..inine little brat. Hi Mark and Y/N!" Again when my little bro or the kids entered, my words were censored. Also I may have forgotten about ma and pa for a moment.

"Hey Darky!" Mark exclaimed. Anti chuckled and sent a mocking wink; I sent a real glare. I was going to kill him.

"Mark buddy, that nicknames gotta stop. And what's up?" I asked.

"It's movie time! You promised! And Y/N picked it. She said it's her favorite." He was so happy.

"I think you'll like it Darky!" Y/N added and Anti lost it. He had to leave the room. Smart. I was going punch him in that sore shoulder again, had he not walked away. Lucky b*stard!

"I'm sure I'll love it, but..." I looked at my parents. There was more to discuss. Like what to do with Y/N. But they simply nodded and silently told me to go enjoy the show. I smiled. "I'll be right in. Have Anti set up." I asked.

"Sure thing, Darky Baby!"

As I heard his Irish accent yell from the living room, I only rolled my eyes and walked away. This idiot is my best friend and I wouldn't want it any other way. Why? I ask myself that question everyday. Instead I decided to return the favor.

"Thank you Anti-Boo!"

**15 years later**
Today's the day. The day my little bro is officially a man. As I stood next to my brothers, I smiled. To my right stood Anti, Wilford, and Mark's close friends, Ethan and Tyler. To my left stood Mark. The man of the hour. And soon the woman of the hour would make her appearance. The woman I knew he'd may someday, the day he laid eyes on her-Y/N.

Since that day of the sleepover, everything changed. But I know one thing is that Pa would be so proud. Wil may have be kicked out after the incident, but family sticks together. Funny how the tormentors of my past, aka his old pals, have become good friends of mine as well. Y/N was reunited with her family, that lived nearby. She was lost for days, but found us and now she's part of our family. The boys that stayed over are grown up now. Some married, some engaged,  and others making sure they found their significant other. My family keeps growing and so does my heart.

I watched my boy, Timothy, walk down the aisle elbows crossed with the little girl I would refer to as my niece-Sam. She graced the path with petals for the bride to be to cross over. I looked over at my wife, as she beamed at our son. She was gorgeous. Anti's wife stood next to her, sporting her baby bump elegantly in the gown. The man who once told me he'd never get married or have kids, married before me and was currently on baby number three. Dirty liar.

As the music started, I looked up. The beautiful little girl we rescued all those years ago, who was now a beautiful young woman. The woman that would forever make my little bro's dreams come true and him do the same for her in return.