Your a mafia boss, your house in on a mountain and as you were in your way to it you heared a sound in the bunches beside you you pointed your gun at it when suddenly a young small boy came out of it he looked at you a bit as you lowered your gun, the little boy came beside your leg and drafted to sleep you carried him to your house As you carried him you felt how light he was As he woke up he rupped his eyes and looked at you "goo..?" He said as he tilted his head