Mr. Wilson's Home for Boys

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  1. @Charlie Vasilyev @OlympusBlood
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    Alan
    Alan was washing the dishes after dinner. The older boys were expected to help out around the house, we'll all of them were supposed to help but usually the older boys would help out more so the younger ones didn't have to do much. He did his best to make sure the little one's time here was as good as it could be...which still wasn't very good but he did his best...and he still failed at it.

    As he washed the dishes he thought about what it would be like to not be here and to have a normal life away from Mr. Wilson and his cruelness. He liked the other boys here but he couldn't help but wish for a normal life, with parents who cared about him or at the very least a caretaker who didn't abuse him.

    He had a few bruises from a recent beating, he had stolen a piece of bread from the kitchen and Mr. Wilson didn't like that. If the old man had fed them more he wouldn't have had to steal it. He had only taken one because he knew if he had taken any more than that the old man would have noticed.

    Willy
    Willy climbed up the stairs eager to play with his toys after dinner. Getting into the room all the boys shared he grabbed the two toy cars they had and pushed them across the room pretending they were racing. Today had been a pretty good day, no one had gotten a beating and he had a decent amount to eat. He overall loved being at the orphanage...well maybe not quite love, but he tried to make the best of it.

    He liked playing with the other boys, especially the ones who liked hugs and kisses. No one had ever told him it was weird that he was so affectionate and he didn't care. Showing physical affection was the only way he knew to show he cared about someone. Plus it helped him with his need for affection, so he figured it helped everyone involved.

    "Does anyone wanna play?" He called to the other boys who weren't washing dishes. He held up one of the cars for them to play with in case someone did want to play. Besides the cars they had a few books, a ball, and two stuffed bunnies. It wasn't much but Willy didn't mind. He wondered who he would sleep with tonight? Mr. Wilson had only given them two beds to sleep on so every night they would split up and half the boys sleep in one bed and half in the other.
     
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  2. Charlie heard Willy call for someone to play cars with him, but he wanted to feel grown up. He always felt stuck in the middle: Matey and Willy were younger, but Alan and Aaron were older. He'd only been here for a few months now, but he was quick to learn. Luckily, he hadn't had a beating yet, but he heard some of the others getting hurt by Mr Wilson. Most recently, he heard Alan being punished for stealing. Charlie had attempted to be reassuring, but Alan seemed fine. He was washing the dishes now; Aaron was stood next to him, a cloth in one hand, a plate in the other, drying them.

    Charlie's eyes glanced to the door, but then back to the two older boys. A pinched expression rested on Aaron's face, but he wasn't focused on his chore, probably lost in thought. So, he walked over to Alan and said, "Do you need any help?" He smiled, grey eyes shined brightly.

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    Aaron hated when mealtimes ended. It was not unknown for the group to have to cook for themselves, but he didn't know which cooking was worse. Either way, Alan would drag him into cleaning up- even though it was everyone's job. How was he supposed to do anything when he was stuck drying dishes till they sparkled? It made him think as well- places he didn't want to return. He sighed loudly. Charlie was a strange kid. Smiling, offering to help, it wouldn't make you climb the ladder of this family. You'd still get beaten eventually, no matter how carefully you trod.

    Still, Aaron didn't mind too much. He hid it carefully, and refused to show any upset over it. Over anything. If Wilson knew it was him, that was enough to balance it out. Praise was impossible, and these other boys were too strange, so Aaron needed attention somehow. Punishment was the way to get it. Nonetheless, he needed to get these plates dried...
     
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  3. Matey was standing next to Alan in the kitchen. He looked up at the older boy watching him do the dishes. Matey put his arms up and clambered onto the counter standing next to Alan. He wasn't supposed to stand on the counter and had been beaten several times since he'd been placed in this..home.
    Matey grabbed the dish towel off of Alan's shoulder and reached out for a dish,

    "Lemme 'elp." he demanded in his own childish manner. He grabbed a dish from the bigger boy and started to dry it off. At 5 years old Matey was convinced he was a 'big boy' and would always try to help just to prove what a big boy he was. Matey grabbed another dish and started to dry that before standing on his tip toes and putting it away.
     
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  4. Alan
    Alan smiled at the small boy as he got on the counter to help. It warned his heart that the small boy wanted to help but he knew he shouldn't be on the counter. Once Matey had put the dish away he said, "thank you Matey! Hey why don't you go upstairs and play with Willy?"

    He was glad the boy wanted to help he really was, he was just worried that Mr. Wilson would come in and see him on the counter and give him a beating. Sometimes the beatings weren't too bad, a couple slaps and maybe a kick, sometimes they were really bad once Alan had ended up with a bloody lip, a cut on his stomach and bruises all over his body. That had been the worst he ever had and the worst he had ever seen but Mr. Wilson hadn't given a beating since Alan had been beat which was a few days ago. This meant it was most likely going to be soon when the next beating happened and Alan just hoped it wasn't one of the two youngest boys. It was awful to hear them cry and even worse having to bandage them up.

    He went ahead and put Matey on the ground just to make sure if Mr. Wilson walked in he would have no reason to beat the child.


    Willy
    Willy noticed that no one was in the bedroom as he looked around for someone to play with. It looked like he was the only one up here, the rest of them must have been washing dishes and Willy started to feel bad about not helping, he decided he would help in some way and started cleaning the room but couldn't do much due to his size. He out all the toys away, tried to make the beds (being so young they didn't turn out very well) and tried to organize the closes in the closet. Each boy had two or three pairs of clothes, he and Matey shared usually and sometimes Alan and Adam shared, Charlie had the most clothes since he had some hand me downs from the older boys. Willy and Matey had about 5 pairs of clothes total, Charlie had 5 to himself and Alan and Adam had two each. They didn't get new clothes often and when they did they usually had holes in them.
     
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  5. Charlie decided that, with Matey now involved, he'd go to see if Willy still wanted to play. He made his way up to the bedroom and saw the small boy cleaning up. "I'll help you," Charlie smiled, making the bed carefully. He didn't really care much for the toys- he tended to read the books- but he didn't want anyone to feel left out.

    Aaron scowled slightly as Matey climbed onto the counter. He placed down his own latest plate and then watched Alan put the younger boy on the floor. "You can help on the floor," he said blandly, considering dropping the plate he just picked up, just to make a point. Still, he'd seen the mood Wilson had been in recently- he didn't really want to mess up at home- school seemed safer for now. He remembered very clearly when Alan had been beaten so hard he had bruises everywhere, and a nasty cut on his stomach. And to think, if Aaron hadn't ratted, he would've gotten away with it.
     
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  6. Willy
    Willy smiled as Charlie helped him clean up the room. Once they were done he walked up to Chalie and wrapped his arms around one of the boy's legs since that was as high up as he could reach. "Thanks Charlie! You're the best!" He said giving a huge grin to the other male looking up at him. He really had no idea if Charlie would be okay with him hugging but he was going to do it anyways. Usually people were okay with him hugging them and he really didn't care if they didn't, he wasn't hurting anyone and he was trying to show he cared about Charlie.

    Alan
    Alan frowned slightly when Adam was rude to the little boy. Adam wasn't always the friendliest but he just hated when Adam was rude to the younger boys, at school it wasn't a big deal but at him it wasn't very good. Smiling down at Matey he said, "thank you so, so much but why don't you go play with Charlie and Willy?"
     
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  7. Charlie smiled; it had been a while since he'd had a hug and it made him feel generally happy. "You're welcome. You're the best too." He looked around; school bags were to one side, toys put away, wardrobe organised, beds made... it was surprising how quickly he and Willy had done it. "Do you want to play now? You don't even need any toys to play some games."

    Alan seemed better with people... His facial expression had changed. Why? "Are you upset or something? What's wrong with your face?" he said to Alan, who had turned into a smile, thanking Matey as if he'd saved Alan from drowning. "Yeah, thanks," Aaron murmured, though he didn't really know why he was thanking them.
     
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  8. Matey frowned when he put on the ground. He couldn't reach the dishes down here how was he supposed to help? He didn't like to be babied and would get very frustrated if he thought someone was babying him. He watched Alan finish the dishes and sighing neatly hung the dish towel on the oven handle where it belonged.

    The small boy turned and ran off towards the door. Matey liked being outside more than inside. It aways felt less cramped and more..free. Matey hated feeling locked up and that's exactly how he felt in this...house. Mr. Wilson had rules about when you could go out and when you couldn't. Matey had only broken them a few times. He'd gotten caught all of those times, but right now he was feeling very cramped and needed to get out. Maybe he could sneak out without Mr, Wilson knowing this one time.

    Matey reached the door and looked around. He stood up on his tip toes to reach for the lock.
     
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  9. Willy
    Willy smiled when the other said he was the best. When the other asked if he wanted to play a game he shook his head and said, "will you read me a story?" Willy couldn't read although he was learning but school wasn't in session right now as it was summer break. In all honesty he just wanted to snuggle with Charlie since he figured the other would be okay with it. He went and grabbed a book that Charlie read sometimes and held it out to him hoping the other would read it to him as Willy smiled up at the male with a big smile on his face.

    Alan
    "I'm fine," Alan said with a sigh as the younger male exited the kitchen. He decided to say nothing to Adam about him being tied to Matey since he wanted to keep the piece. "You can go if you want I'll finish the dishes," he said looking at the few remaining dishes that still needed to be washed, dried and put away.

    Mr. Wilson
    Mr. Wilson had heard what sounded like someone trying to open the front door of the house and walking to his bedroom door and opened it slightly to see one of the little ones, the brunette trying to open the door. The child knew he wasn't supposed to be going outside and Mr. Wilson wasn't about to let him go outside especially when it was going to be dark out soon. If the child tried running away it would be harder to track him down and Mr. Wilson couldn't have that. Opening the door fully he walked out of the room and came up behind the boy and slapped the back of the boys' head. He didn't hit him too hard since he was one of the younger ones and he knew they bruised easily. Grabbing the boy by his shirt collar he said, "you wouldn't happen to be trying to go outside would you?"
     
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  10. Aaron rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He knew that something had bothered Alan, and no doubt it was Aaron and Matey, but if he wasn't going to tell, so be it. It wasn't like it would matter anyway. They weren't friends to begin with. Besides, why try to stay on everyone's good side? He picked up another plate, before Alan continued. "Hmm." He considered leaving the kitchen before he heard the bedroom door open. "I think you'd want to back up him more." He tilted his head towards the front door, as Wilson began to shout. "Maybe you should remind him about the newbies. I'm sure he wants an extra pay check." He smirked slightly, knowing how Alan was very caring and protective. It was fun to press his buttons.

    Still, he didn't like the idea of these new arrivals. He hadn't managed to eavesdrop on too much; the average social worker visit- he was only interested with what they had to say about Aaron- and the questioning of whether the old geezer could take in others. He didn't know too much, since that was when Wilson did his fake fatherly voice that sent Aaron running up stairs as the door opened. Any new arrivals would mean less bed space, less clothes, and a lot more washing up.

    Meanwhile, Charlie smiled at Willy. "Sure, I'll read to you." He liked to read, but he did wish they had more books. There was all the classic, cheap fairy tales: Little Red Riding Hood and the like, as well as a book of nursery rhymes and some others. This one was The Three Little Pigs. "Okay, then, once upon a time, there was three little pigs..." Charlie read it slowly and held the pictures so Willy could see them.
     
  11. Leone let out a sigh as he carefully got out of the black SUV. He struggled with his duffle bag for a few moments before getting settled with his crutches and shutting the door. Had the car pulled away any faster, he was sure that it would've burnt rubber. Standing alone on the sidewalk, the older teen couldn't help but think about disappearing. But, one glance at his crutches destroyed that idea very quickly.

    He slowly made his way to the front door of the house, all too aware of the weight growing in his chest. Finding his balance on the crutches, he brought a hand up and knocked on the door. He silently gritted his teeth. He needed a cigarette, badly, but his case worker confiscated them when he got taken in by the police. He didn't have the opportunity or the money to go out and get another pack before he was shipped off to this new house.

    Growing impatient, he knocked on the door a bit more forcefully. "This fucking sucks..." He muttered softly. It was starting to get dark out, and his black jacket wasn't that fantastic at keeping out the cold.
     
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  12. Claus was shivering, not from fear but from whatever was outside the house. At least, that's what he kept telling himself as he slowly made his way to the entrance. This was new, being in an orphanage. Then again, he'd just been "orphaned" because of his mother, well, getting caught. He still cared for her, loved her even, at least that's what he kept saying to himself, so this wasn't really necessary, right? But who knows, maybe this place was better than his mother's. He just didn't know. Taking in a deep breath, he made his way to the door to find that someone else was there. He remained quiet because that guy seemed to be in a bad mood. Keep hidden, don't draw attention to yourself and you'll be fine, right?
     
  13. Willy
    Willy smiled at the pictures as he snuggled up to Charlie wrapping his arms around the male with a smile on his face. He liked looking at the pictures and pointed to one of the pigs who was walking on two legs in this picture and said, "pigs don't walk on two legs." He then chuckled, he knew it was a fairy tale and this wasn't real life but the picture looked funny to him.

    Alan
    Alan saw what was happening and walked quickly out of the kitchen. He would feel awful if the little boy was hurt since Alan was the one who had sent him away. He was about to say something when there was a knock on the door which reminded Alan once again that there was at least one new boy coming to stay with them tonight, possibly more.

    Mr. Wilson
    Hearing the knock on the door he let go of the small boy and pushed him away from him towards the stairs, not enough to make the boy fall but enough to get the boy moving. He then opened the door to see both of the new boys standing there. Good both arrived at the same time, he thought to himself as he invited them in, it didn't look like they had many possessions but that just meant they would share clothes with the two older boys already living here. Once they were inside he introduced himself as Mr. Wilson and told them to stay out of trouble or they would regret it. He then said to Alan and Adam, "you two show these two to your room and explain how things work around here." With that he went back to his room closing the door behind him not wanting to be bothered by these children he had to take care of.

    Alan
    Smiling he stepped forward and extended his hand towards the new boys saying, "um hi I'm Alan. We might wanna go upstairs and I'll explain everything." He hated explaining how things worked here...since things worked really badly. Normally he would show them the locker room style bathroom they all shared and then the bedroom because that was about it, minus the kitchen but they didn't really need to see that tonight. Luckily he had had just enough time to finish the dishes.
     
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  14. Charlie laughed with Willy, "You're right they don't. They can't build houses either." He placed Willy on his knee so that he could see the book a bit better, and continued to read. It was nice to relax, though he hoped Matey wouldn't feel left out with Charlie only reading to Willy. He could always read another book before bed.

    Aaron turned to follow Alan as he walked out of the kitchen. The knocks on the door got louder, which just meant an extra impatience in the household. It wasn't like they had loads of space as it was. Aaron looked at the two with a pinched expression. The one closest to him was on crutches, with dark hair, and made Aaron fairly curious; he had a sort of fighter sense to him. No doubt it was him being all loud at the door. The other one also had dark hair and seemed to be nervous. He'd probably get even more nervous when he finds out what happens here. "Can you even go upstairs?" Aaron asked to the boy with the crutches, his monotonic voice quieter now that he'd witnessed Wilson's foul mood.
     
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  15. Leone made his way inside, taking it all in carefully. Mr. Wilson seemed like a terrific guy, and the black haired teen knew that they were going to have some issues. Then the real boss stepped forward. Or, the only kid willing to run down how to survive in the house. He gave him a handshake, allowing one of his typical smirks to appear. "The name's Leo." He introduced himself easily enough. His gaze flashed to the kid questioning his mobility. "Don't worry your little head, Blondy, I can get around fine." He stated a bit coldly, his smirk never faltering.

    But then his attention shifted to the kid standing next to him. It would seem that he figured out who he'd be stunt doubling for. The nervous kid was only about two inches shorter than him. Already Leone was coming up with a fun trick to play on the people at this new school. They could pass eachother off as brothers, and see how long it would take for anyone to figure it out.
     
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  16. Matey gritted his teeth when he smacked and then picked up. A small wave of relief hit him when he put down and he stumbled off when he was shoved. Matey stood in the distance a watched the newcomers enter. They both were pale dark haired boys with blue eyes. The five year old cocked his head to the side. Maybe they were brothers. It'd be cool if they were...Matey wished he had his brothers with him. The one on crutches said his name was Leo the other hadn't said anything yet.

    Matey moved closer and looked up at the new boys,

    "Matey." he said quickly trying to emphasize that his name was Mah-t-ay and not May-tee or Matt-ee like some people called him.

    The small child was bouncing on his toes a little bit. He was hyper especially for a boy who was about to be forced to go to bed. He'd wanted to go outside to run around and get some air, but instead he was going to have to go up to their crowded little room and attempt to sleep.
     
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  17. Claus shifted uncomfortably at the stares he was given by everyone. He didn't want attention, nope. Not here. His eyes flickered up slightly at the one that was going to show them around before flicking back down to the ground. He merely nodded and stepped into the house, still feeling apprehensive. He opened his mouth to say something before quickly closing it. No, he'll say stuff later. Might as well follow and remain invisible, right? He didn't pay attention to the fact that the young man that entered with him looked almost like they could be brothers.
     
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  18. Little head? Blondy? Aaron was sure they were insults. Well, even more fun to get this guy in trouble then. It seemed a little strange he'd be willing to be cold if he was very clearly so vulnerable. Nonetheless, Aaron shot a quick look, before he made a mental note to think of an insult back. A more original one than Blondy. He hummed slightly under his breath in disapproval. "My name is Aaron." He looked slightly at Matey, who was coming towards them to introduce himself, and then locked eyes with the nervous boy. They both were older than him, but it didn't seem to faze him. "Follow the rules and I'll stay out of your way." Though, let's be honest, it'll be more fun if you don't, he thought to himself. "Speaking of rules..." he glanced at both the boys and then Alan, "We can get started with them upstairs." He wandered towards the stairs, hoping everyone else would follow into the bedroom. He saw Charlie and Willy looking at a book. Once he'd read all the books, he remembered word by word, so it was no fun to read them again. Still, the younger kids reread them a thousand times... it was sad really. He sighed, before sitting down. His box of keys was untouched. Perhaps a weird thing to collect, but it was left in its place, all tidy in the furthest corner from the door, where Aaron decided to sit.
     
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  19. Alan
    Alan smiled, "nice to meet you Leo." Seeing as the other one looked shy he didn't make things awkward, especially since Leo and Adam already seemed to be off to a bad start. Leading all of the boys upstairs he showed the two new ones the bathroom which consisted of a locker room style shower, two stalls which each had a toilet, two urinals, a bathtub to bathe the younger boys and one sink and mirror. He then lead them into the bedroom and said, "this is our bedroom...we all share it. It is a little cramped but it could be worse." He smiled then realizing with two more the two queen sized beds would be even smaller, never the less they would figure it out. "Um if you have any clothes or possessions you can put them in the closet, you two are welcome to wear any of the clothes that will fit you, we all just kinda share," he said. It was starting to get late and they would have to figure out the sleeping situation. If they had an extra blanket one of the older boys could sleep on the floor but they didn't so that wasn't an option. It would be cramped but they would figure it out.

    Willy
    Willy looked up as the other boys entered the room. He noticed that there were two new boys with them and he smiled and thought to himself, I wonder if they like hugs? He decided he wouldn't hug them at first since one looked hurt and the other looked scared. Maybe they both came from the same place, and they kinda looked similar...
     
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  20. Leone very carefully made his way up the stairs, careful of the energetic little kid for obvious reasons. If he bumped one of his crutches, then the older teen would most likely take a fall. He listened as Alan gave the tour, a frown appearing on his face as they finally reached the bedroom. "I call dibs on the floor." He stated with a sigh as he carefully moved into the empty corner of the room, moving a few stray toys out of the way as he put down his duffle bag. He carefully sat down, his gaze landing on Aaron. "Alright Sarge, lay down the law. Let me know all the ways I can piss you off." His smirk returned as he got himself settled.

    He opened up his duffle bag and carefully pulled out some of his things. A blanket that him and Martin stole from Walmart, a couple pairs of worn out clothes that he grabbed from his old school's lost and found bin, and a pretty serious looking textbook on avionics were all items that he pulled from his good old bag of wonders. Having retrieved his blanket and his book, he shoved his clothes back in the bag and closed it back up.
     
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