Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-26854056-20170524171132

Just before Leon could butt in in Harvard's defence, a pair of children came waddling up to the adults, donned in squeaky duck slippers and Hello Kitty and Spiderman bathrobes. The little girl, who inherited her mother's shortness, had two little auburn pigtails tied up in messy bunches either side of her head, aside from having her father's piercing green gaze and the freckles that dusted her cheeks, she looked like a carbon copy of her mother. The little boy, however, was unnaturally tall for his age, which was ironic since his surviving family members consisting of Leon, Elizabeth and his sister were inherently tiny. Instead of having green eyes and brownish hair like the rest of his family, the little boy had copper coloured hair and blue eyes and looked more like his father than anything else. The resemblance to their parents was quite startling, considering the fact that they only just turned four.

These two children must be Bonnie and Clyde Maestro, the bereaved children.

Oblivious to her mother's plight, Bonnie excitedly nudged past the poor woman, pouncing on Leon's trouser leg and squealing into it as she hopped up and down, the ducks that were strapped to her feet crying out in agony.

"Uncle Leo! Uncle Leo! I ate an entire box of Mom's empanadas! And Clyde made mud cakes in the back garden! And-"

The little girl trailed on and on, her excitable behaviour almost knocking Leon over as she repeatedly barreled into him. Her brother, however, jumped on his back, trying to get a piggy back, leaving Leo to be mercilessly attacked by a sea of toddlers.

Elizabeth's gaze held onto Harvard's, her unsettling expression wavered by the presence of her children. Leon, seemingly picking up on this, scooped the two up, in an effort to distract them from their mothers scathing glare.

"N-Now you two- We need to get your baby sister before we leave, alright?"

He quickly grabbed their chubby little fists, leading them away after shooting Harvard an apologetic, concerned glance. After the patio was deserted, Elizabeth spoke up, her voice scarily calm.

"Haven't you already ruined Leon's life enough? Or will you stoop so low that you will torment a widow and her fatherless children?"