Souls of Secret

[Ravynn Mandy]

It was an unusually quiet morning as Ravynn Mandy sat along the lounge with one of her new books in her hands. She especially liked mornings because she sometimes found that Raymond didn't annoy her as much in the mornings. Whether it was due to lack of sleep, which she doubted or laziness, another thing she doubted, she didn't know and nor did she care. She was in the lounge room with out Raymond so she was taking advantage of it while she could. As soon as he decided to annoy her, that was her quiet time gone. She smiled slightly as she thought about him. He was so obnoxious. Sometimes she didn't even know if the word was supposed to be an insult. She and Michelle on more than one occasion had called him an "annoying energiser-bunny". Which was almost an exact description of how Raymond was at any one time. She shook her head as she thought about it. It wasn't always clear to her, why, Raymond was like that. But she really didn't mind.

Ray closed her book and swung her legs back ovr the lounge, touching them to the floor and then sliding off. She hadn't seen Raymond in a few hours and that tended to make her antsy, even if they were in the same house. She rolled her eyes and headed towards the bedroom. Maye he was sick?

 

[Raymond Mandy]

Raymond Mandy woke up on the kitchen floor. The boy sighed lightly. He rolled on his back and laid on the cool, tiled floor. It was not strange that he woke up in strange places. One time he was playing hide and seek with Ravynn, and he woke up the next morning under the sink! He had gotten used to it though. The seven year old stared at the ceiling seriously. It was bumpy and white. Ray Ray breathed calmly and evenly as he took in the ceiling. He was still in his clothes from the day before, so he did smell a little bad. Soon the wall got boring, and Raymond crawled from the kitchen and up the stairs. There was nothing going on with his legs that prevented him from being a big boy and walking on his two legs, but he did not want to. He took a quick bath and washed his hair. Ray Ray did not know where Michelle was, but he knew that his sister was in the lounge. He had not checked there, but he always had sense of where his sister was. He was older and that's just how it was. Raymond put on some clothes. A red shirt and khaki shorts. He did not wear shoes in the house, but he knew that if he ever went out he would wear his red hy-tops. His wet hair was wrapped up in a towel, and he was looking for his sunglasses. Later on that day he had an appointment with his counselor. Michelle had found him a counselor because she had noticed some not so good qualities in him. Qualities of his father. Raymond started to crawl around in his room looking for his missing sunglasses. Ray Ray did not mind the appointments. He did not really care about them, but Ray always told him to cooperate with the counselor. He tried, but he found the counselor the be annoying. Raymond sighed and crawled to his sister's room which was right next to his. He started searching under her bed for his sunglasses. He was starting to get frustrated. Where were they?! He did not like going through his sister's stuff, but if he had to he would.

Raymond searched his sister's desk. He went through drawers, books, papers and her clothes. He had practically messed up his sister's entire room looking for his sunglasses. His room was in the same condition, so she shouldn't be too mad at him. Ray Ray heard the pitter-patter of small feet behind him. He knew it was Rasta. "Help me find my glasses, Rasta!" he ordered the dog. Raymond and Rasta had a connection. They understood each other and they had a bond. Rasta made noise with him, and was his best friend. Most of the time he preferred the dog over people. He was giving Ravynn and Michelle an unusually quiet morning. Soon, he would start screaming about his glasses, and then Rasta would chime in like they actually understood what he was saying. Raymond stepped out of his sister's room and howled like wolf. "Where are my sunglasses?!" he screamed so the whole house could hear. He was getting ready to throw a fit if he did not get his sunglasses.
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[Ravynn Mandy]

Ravynn cringed as she finally heard her brother. He had lost his Sunglasses. Again! She shook her head and sped up the stairs to Raymond's room. Looking her brother up and down, it was obvious that he had taken a bath, or a shower, but she figured it would probably be a bath. It was usually always a bath. Ray shook her head and pointed down the stairs, in the direction of the lounge room. His sunglasses were on the table. Where he had left them yesterday. She walked down the stairs and picked them up, brandishing them to him. She giggled lightly and patted Rasta on the head. Her brother could be very childish at times, mostly all the time. She sat on the lounge and tapped the pillow next to her. It was time for her weekly, how was your counselling session moment. She crossed her legs and leaned over her legs to grab her diary. Raymond didn't know, but she often kept little notes on him. It wasn't anything bad, but more so that she would always remember. She didn't exactly have an amazing memory so she liked to write everything down. Not to mention she had every-one's secrets written down. "So Ray Ray, how has your day been? How are your counselling sessions?" She asked as she clapped her hands.

Out of Character:

Sorry it's short. I don't have any inspiration.

 

[Raymond Mandy]

Raymond heard footsteps coming up the stairs. He knew someone had heard him! Of course it was his Ravynn, and of course, she knew where his sunglasses were. He watched as she waved them in front of his face. He scratched the towel on his head. They were there? Impossible! He had left them somewhere in his room last night. He was sure his sister would not take his glasses. She had not bussiness or right to do such a thing. Ray Ray was tempted to jump over the railing, but he did not. Last time he did he had to go to St. Mungo's to get his broken arm healed. Sure it had been fun jumping over the railing, but he did not want to give his family a heart attack. Which he assumed was a bad thing. Raymond walked down the stairs and went to the loungeroom. He laid on his stomach on the lounge facing his sister. He unwrapped his hair. It was still a little wet, but he did not mind. His clothes always got a little wet from all the sweating he did daily, so water would not hurt them too much. Truthfully, he hated these sessions with his sister. Rasta jumped onto the lounge and curled up into a ball on his back. He always tried to not give his sister a hard time. Which was kind of hard for him. He loved giving people a hard time. It was fun to see reactions and the emotions on their faces. Raymond pulled some hair over his face and inhaled through his nose. His hair smelled good. It smelled like...hair, but he liked it. "Smell my hair, Ray!" he suggested and smelled his hair again. He pushed his hair back so it was out of his face. For the moment as least. He had completely ignored his sister's question. He hated being ignored, but sometime Ravynn was worst. most of the time his sister was pretty quiet. He liked that. He did not need any competition in the house.
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