[ WP ] : Children are named by the traits they are fated to have - Brave , Serene , Deeply Caring , Unmoved - and of course your lovely daughter , Bites People .

The light shined through the stained glass windows, creating sparkling light and rainbow dapples on the wall, floor, and tapestries. It was such a beautiful place, this orphanage. It used to be a church, until the owner moved away, and no one bothered to come or upkeep it. No one until Passion, that is. Passion is a beautiful woman, famed for having a heart as big as her eyes ( which by the way, were huge, starry, and gorgeous ). 
 
 Names are a powerful thing in this world, when a baby is born, the parents take them to see Queen Gentle. A lady unlike any other, who posses a powerful magic. She casts a spell on the baby, and divulges their future personality, the parents then pick one of those traits to define the child, and name their child after that trait. 
 
 I'm not sure what my parents thought when they named me, because they kind of had a gold mine. Smart, Agile, Nice, Fun... those all were possible choices. But my parents wanted to avoid a headache so they went with Shy. Now I'm a mega-introvert who can hardly carry on a conversation if I do n't know the person personally. No one can help because, well, that's what my parents named me. And you ca n't reverse a name trait. I guess I ca n't complain to much though, all those other traits are still there... being Shy is just my dominant trait. There were worse options though, I had plenty of traits that would make bad names. For instance, they could have named me Masochist. 
 
 But I shook thoughts of my crappy name out of my head for now. I was here for one reason. My wife, Gamer, and I ca n't have children, so I'm here to adopt. Gamer would have come with me but, you know, she had a lot of things to get done today. So I let Passion lead me to the room where the younger children were. 
 
 `` Here we are Shy, feel free to say hi to everyone.'' She smiled. I muttered a quick thank you, and went to look around. Gamer made one thing clear, she wanted a daughter, so in this room full of five to seven year olds, I began to meet up with the kids. 
 
 I've never had a problem with kids, I'm not sure why. I'm just not nervous around them like I am around others. Plus, kids seem to like me just as much as I love them so... win-win I guess. All of the children were totally absorbed by all of their games and toys, so none of them really noticed me walking around. 
 
 There were three girls kids in the room, two were playing with some kind of doll, while the third was in the corner, absent-mindedly nibbling on a teddy bear while she played tic-tac-toe with herself. I walked over to the two girls first, just because I did n't know how to approach the other one. They were playing with some sort of kit, dressing up a plastic doll with extravagant outfits. 
 
 Passion put her hand on my shoulder suddenly, scaring me out of my wits, and smiled. `` Shy, these two lovely girls are Graceful and Dominant. They're best friends, and both little trouble makers.'' Passion said that in a way that made it seem like these two were her favorite. `` They're growing up so fast, you're name traits usually do n't start showing up until age seven, but these two are demonstrating their's at age five! Graceful really is just her namesake, watching her move around, it's just like a ballerina! And Dominant... well I think that one's self explanitory, the kids here practically do whatever she asks. She does n't have to do anything problematic, she just asks nicely and they give right away.'' 
 
 Passion smiled and walked away, I slowly stepped back from these two. They seemed to be a package deal, and having a kid named Dominant with me being super Shy... it's really just a recipe for disaster. So I walked over to the corner, and crouched down to get a good look at the third girl. 
 
 She was still biting that teddy bear and playing what appeared to be a Pokémon game. `` Hey there little girl...'' I said quietly, she looked up at me. Her eyes were wide and vacant, it looked as if she was n't used to being talked to. `` What's your name?'' 
 
 She smiled at me and opened her mouth, until someone sprayed her with something. I looked up, and saw Passion with a spray bottle. `` No! That's a bad girl, you do n't do that to people, remember!?'' Passion shouted. 
 
 The little girl started to cry, and I turned around to face Passion, unusually furious. `` What did you do that for?! You're treating her like a dog!'' I screamed, out of character for me, but I was upset. 
 
 `` Mrs. Shy, you have to calm down.'' Then she giggled, `` Wow, never thought I'd say those words. We have this girl on training, her name trait is... problematic... to say the least.'' 
 
 I bent back down, and looked at the girl again, ignoring Passion. `` What did you say your name was again?'' I asked softly. 
 
 The girl looked up and stared at me, then smiled. `` My name is Bites People. I'm seven and a half and I just want to be friends with someone.'' She said proudly. 
 
 `` Why are n't you playing with everyone else?'' I asked her, she was the only loner, after all. 
 
 `` They do n't like me to play with them, they think I'm gon na bite them.'' She giggled and leaned in closer, then whispered in my ear, `` I only bite people I like, and I do n't like anyone here.'' 
 
 I smiled at how adorable this girl was and softly said, `` You were gon na bite me.'' 
 
 She looked at me confused for a second then beamed, `` I like you. You're nice, I can already tell.'' She brimmed with pride, then a look of shock spread across her face, like she just had a genius idea. `` Hey, do you wan na be my friend? We could play together, build pillow forts, watch movies. I think we'd be great friends.'' 
 
 I laughed warmly, and placed my hand on Bites People's shoulder. `` I'm gon na be even better than your friend. I'm gon na be your mom. Would you like that?'' She gasped and nodded feverishly. I glanced over towards Passion and said, with as much passive-aggressiveness as possible, `` I want to adopt her.''
