No joke OCs and no military OCs, any gender is ok :P

0///.///0 "you're so cute..." she whispered

Mocha: *Tucked into a ball, sleeping*
Care-Taker: Are you interested in adopting this little one?

Yes.

*On the paper, she found out she's adopting a 15-year-old boy, not a 8 or 7 year old*
Mocha: *Sitting on a chair, swinging his legs*

Nellie: He's so smol... I still want him.

Caretaker: Ok, Mocha, come with me
Mocha: *ears perk up and he'd get up*
Caretaker: Follow me
*Leads them to a separate room, she'd place a paper on the table*
Caretaker: Just sign here, and he's all yours

Nellie: *signs it without hesitiation

Caretaker: Ok, it's official
Mocha: *His voice would be super cute and high pitched* What is?
Caretaker: Mocha, you now have a guardian :)
Mocha: Wait, really!?

*she walks over to them* "Hello little one."

Mocha: hello *Minccino ears twitch*

"Would you mind being adopted?"

Mocha: No...?

"I'm sorry if I sound so formal, working as a servant can do that to you...."

Mocha: oh, ok

(Sunshine)
I'll adopt you!! Smiles

Mocha: H-huh?
Care-taker: You interested in adopting this little one?

Yes I am interested in adopting the little one

Care-taker: okay, you two come with me *Walks into an office*
Mocha: *Gets up*

Follows into the office

Care-taker: *Gives Sunshine a paper to sign* Here, sign this and he's all yours

Signs the paper

Care-taker: Alright, he's all yours!
Mocha: Wh-

Picks him up and hugs him. Shhhh...It is okay

Mocha: ovo

Takes him home
I'll let you pick your room and set it up

Mocha: Ok

And while you do that I'll make some food for you

Mocha: Okay, thank you ^w^

Is making food downstairs
Hey, Mocha are you hungry?

Mocha: *Has just finiahed making his room* Starving, thanks

Okay please come down to the kitchen table

Mocha: Okay! *Sits at the kitchen table*

Brings the food to him they both eat at the table

Mocha: *Happily eating*

Just eat slowly and carefully

Mocha: Okay

Finishes her food

Mocha: *Also finishes*

Okay, I think you should get ready for bed.

Mocha: but I'm not- *Cutely squeaks a yawn* tired...

Picks them up and takes them to their bedroom

Mocha: *heavy eyelids*

Puts them in their bed do you want me to tuck you in?

Mocha: yes please...

Okay tucks him in

Sam: Mine

Ryzen: hello there

ELias: Little child, little child *system crashes due to cuteness*