Moon sat between Pride’s legs who she finally had gotten to do her hair. The girl pulled a few pained expressions, feeling her hair leaving her. Please don’t let me be bald. Please don’t let me be bald, the girl chanted inside her head. Pride had a stern look on his face, combing her hair, having no sympathy for her at all. He had told the girl not to sleep with loose hair, trying to teach her how to treat her hair textures and what was unhealthy. But Moon just didn’t seemed to listen as she did what she wanted. The Sin had her hair in four sections, thinking about making an easy hairstyle. Cute, of course. But easy. His hands moved quickly, letting the four sections loose, grabbing them all in his hands. The Sin made sure he didn’t forgot any hair, grabbing hair protection gel, making sure the girl’s hair looked smooth before he made a big puff with her hair. He immediately stood up, walking out of the door and going to the bathroom that was in the hallway. Yeah, they may be living in a big house but that didn’t meant they had their own bathrooms. The girl stood up, too. She admired her hairstyle in the mirror, touching it and frowning immediately when she realized she messed her hair up a bit by touching it. Panicking, Moon told herself off, getting quickly dressed in a beautiful green dress, with short white boots. Moon’s porcelain face, somewhat luminous, had a dark tone to it. Her eyes were a piercingly warm shade of brown that would melt your soul. Her eyebrows were arched over the curve before dispersing onto the bridge of her wide nose that was set above her dark luscious lips. She had a enchanting face, framed by ebony-colored curls, most of the time loose and set free. She had always loved her ’fro. And always would. Nobody could take that from her. Overall, she was truly an unearthly beauty. She carried herself with dark proud and slender,gracefully and elegantly. She had learned from Lust she had to scream ’power’ when she walked or people wouldn’t respect her. So, when the girl walked outside, she seemed like a queen, high and regal, with a strange air of mystery about her. And her strange beauty couldn’t help but add mystery to her. The girl didn’t need any makeup to make her look beautiful, but that didn’t meant she wouldn’t wear makeup. She looked beautiful both ways. And she felt confident and comfortable wearing makeup and walking around with a bare face. Of course the teenage girl had flaws, too. She just didn’t acknowledged them, not thinking about them as flaws. She sat down on the little seat in front of the vanity that stood in the corner in the room. She put on multiple rings, getting on as much as she could. The girl smiled sweetly at the ring that was around her ring finger. Her family ring. A moon. Everyone in the house had one. A family ring that somehow showed them who they were, they wore it everyday, not taking it off. The ring was too special for them. It made them feel like a whole family. It was the symbol for family. She put in pearl earrings, smiling happily in the mirror. Moon quickly grabbed the necklace she had gotten from Gina. It was also a moon, resembling her name. It was the day where the moon stood up high when they had met for the first time. She had loved it instantly. She was afraid to lose it, though. That’s why the girl only wore it on special occasions. She stood up from her seat, skipping out of her room. On the way to the kitchen, the girl smelled this delicious smell of only one person could be responsible of. "Gluttony," she sang, walking into the kitchen. The adorable chubby turned around, smiling at Moon, immediately turning back around to his masterpiece he was cooking. "Whatcha making?" The girl asked, creeping closer. She smelled the various verbs, making her nostrils flare, trying to get more of the smell. "You’re smelling Seafood, Paella," Gluttony chuckled when Moon came closer, peeling in the pans. "It looks sooo good. Can I taste it?" Gluttony grabbed a spoon, seeing Moon’s eyes sparkle. He quickly shove the spoon on his mouth, tasting and humming, sneakily looking at the girl who pouted in betrayal. "I’m sorry. But you have to wait until dinner time. I want to surprise your taste buds." "What’s for dessert?" She jumped on the kitchen island, swinging her pretty dark legs. She hoped he was planning for ice cream. She loooveeeed ice cream. And with her obsession with ice cream, Gluttony made the best, decorating them pretty, making it look like the three dollar ice cream was worth hundred of dollars. The brown girl’s mouth watered, thinking about what the Sin had up his sleeve. "Golden Opulence Sundae." The answer had the girl’s eyes almost rolling back into her head. "I love you," the girl whispered, thinking how she was going to devour it. The Sin scoffed, going back to his kitchen duties. "Can I drink wine with the rest of you?" She asked Gluttony. Most of the times he’ll say yes, but not in a wine glass. No, Moon got another glass, making it look like she had a other drink in her glass. "Absolutely not," Wrath walked into the kitchen. "Why not?" Moon dragged, immediately pulling one of her best sad expressions. "You’re still young," the Sin said, walking to the refrigerator, snatching a bottle of water and chugging it quickly. It was end discussion.  "I heard you took care of the boys?" Moon jumped from the kitchen island as Wrath tapped on her thighs, not needing to say she didn’t liked the girl sitting there. They didn’t had chairs and couches for nothing. "I did," the Sin said, curtly. "What did you do?" The girl asked curiously. "The trick is to go after the leader," she said. Nothing was said as Wrath walked out of the kitchen. Gluttony shared a look with Moon, shaking his hand. "She is in a foul mood," he excused the Sin. "You should get the dinner room ready, make it pretty." Moon almost gleamed with excitement, nodding and heading off to the dining room, humming happily as she thought about watering and decorating the trees that were in the dining room. I’m going to make it pretty.