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No one was sure where he had come from, or why he was there. All they knew about the young toddler was that he was troublesome and tended to search dumpsters for his next meal. He just showed up one day trying to find something to eat.
Today he was running for his life, or at least, that was how he felt. Child Services were after him again, and getting closer. He ran down an alley and felt certain that he was doomed until a hand reached out, and dragged him into a dumpster’s hidden bottom. His sky blue eyes widened with fear as he looked a boy who was slightly taller than him holding him back against the dumpster while another who looked similar to him ran off. Kowalski held Rico back while Skipper ran off to distract the adults. All three of them having black hair and blue eyes, the adults didn’t pay much attention until they caught Skipper, who cried for his mother. Mariam, who had noticed the switch and what was going on, immediately went along with the act and took her child from the child services while scolding them for scaring her baby boy.
Kowalski waited until both his mother and his older brother came for them before letting go of Rico. He smiled to the confused younger boy. “You okay? Those big meanies shouldn’t have been chasing you like that.”
“Yeah, I’m fine… why did you guys do that… never mind that, How did you do that? You’re just little kids!”
“Hey, I’m three and a half, mister!” Kowalski pouted. Mariam smiled as she patted her stomach. She was pregnant and was sure that this young boy needed her just as much as the others did. She smiled even more with the little kick that came from her stomach when Kowalski and Skipper spoke. The baby wanted to meet their big brothers.
“Yeah, and I’m four next month!” Skipper said proudly.
“What about you, young man? How old are you?” Mariam asked softly as she picked up the messy toddler.
“I’m three years old and… a month old. Are you going to send me back to the white place with the meanies in black?”
Mariam smiled softly to the child. “No, I think I’ll keep you for my own. You’ll have a family if you want. How does that sound?”
“I’m Rico… I think I’d like a family.” Rico smiled, tears filling his eyes. These three were the first beings to be nice to him since he could remember.
“Well Rico, I’m Mariam, and I’m going to be your new mommy.” She smiled. “Come along boys, let’s get you little soldiers cleaned up. We can’t have a dirty platoon, now can we?”
“Nope!” Skipper smiled, following his mother without question. “I’m Skipper, and this is my brother, Kowalski. He's the Lt. and I'm the Cap'n!" Skipper said proudly. He loved playing military games, not that Kowalski minded, so long as he was able to play the scientist.
"Do you want to play army guys too?" Kowalski asked as they entered the clinic that they all lived in. It was a nice little house that doubled as a clinic for the neighborhood.
Rico thought about it. "I'm the guy who blows stuff up and finds all the supplies!"
"Right! You're the sergeant, he's the options guy, and I'm the action guy!" Skipper laughed and the boys all smiled. It was the start of a good team, and in Mariam's mind, the start of a beautiful brotherly relationship.

Description
No one was sure where he had come from, or why he was there. All they knew about the young toddler was that he was troublesome and tended to search dumpsters for his next meal. He just showed up one day trying to find something to eat.
Today he was running for his life, or at least, that was how he felt. Child Services were after him again, and getting closer. He ran down an alley and felt certain that he was doomed until a hand reached out, and dragged him into a dumpster’s hidden bottom. His sky blue eyes widened with fear as he looked a boy who was slightly taller than him holding him back against the dumpster while another who looked similar to him ran off. Kowalski held Rico back while Skipper ran off to distract the adults. All three of them having black hair and blue eyes, the adults didn’t pay much attention until they caught Skipper, who cried for his mother. Mariam, who had noticed the switch and what was going on, immediately went along with the act and took her child from the child services while scolding them for scaring her baby boy.
Kowalski waited until both his mother and his older brother came for them before letting go of Rico. He smiled to the confused younger boy. “You okay? Those big meanies shouldn’t have been chasing you like that.”
“Yeah, I’m fine… why did you guys do that… never mind that, How did you do that? You’re just little kids!”
“Hey, I’m three and a half, mister!” Kowalski pouted. Mariam smiled as she patted her stomach. She was pregnant and was sure that this young boy needed her just as much as the others did. She smiled even more with the little kick that came from her stomach when Kowalski and Skipper spoke. The baby wanted to meet their big brothers.
“Yeah, and I’m four next month!” Skipper said proudly.
“What about you, young man? How old are you?” Mariam asked softly as she picked up the messy toddler.
“I’m three years old and… a month old. Are you going to send me back to the white place with the meanies in black?”
Mariam smiled softly to the child. “No, I think I’ll keep you for my own. You’ll have a family if you want. How does that sound?”
“I’m Rico… I think I’d like a family.” Rico smiled, tears filling his eyes. These three were the first beings to be nice to him since he could remember.
“Well Rico, I’m Mariam, and I’m going to be your new mommy.” She smiled. “Come along boys, let’s get you little soldiers cleaned up. We can’t have a dirty platoon, now can we?”
“Nope!” Skipper smiled, following his mother without question. “I’m Skipper, and this is my brother, Kowalski. He's the Lt. and I'm the Cap'n!" Skipper said proudly. He loved playing military games, not that Kowalski minded, so long as he was able to play the scientist.
"Do you want to play army guys too?" Kowalski asked as they entered the clinic that they all lived in. It was a nice little house that doubled as a clinic for the neighborhood.
Rico thought about it. "I'm the guy who blows stuff up and finds all the supplies!"
"Right! You're the sergeant, he's the options guy, and I'm the action guy!" Skipper laughed and the boys all smiled. It was the start of a good team, and in Mariam's mind, the start of a beautiful brotherly relationship.