Chapter 3.5: Starburst Shores

Screenshot-24The fact that Precious had bailed on me hurt, but I didn’t dwell it too much. I was used to people bailing on me. It was how my life had been from the very start, after all. Besides, I had a trip to plan and that was way more important than the fact a guy had left me with no sign of goodbye.

Canary celebrated her birthday just shortly after and we took off for Starburst Shores. It was sunny and warm when we arrived. The cold winter home in Fondant Fields seemed distant. It had been a good choice coming here. The sun was a welcome change from the cloudy winter sky at home. The ocean laid blue by our feet and the sun caressed our bleak winter bodies. It was almost completely windless, only a soft breeze chilled our faces now and then. It was great.

Screenshot-25We spent our days at the beach, working on acquiring a good-looking tan before it was time to go back home to the winter. The three sun lounges had been ours ever since we first got here. I suppose that was one advantage in coming here during the middle of the week, the townsfolk were busy working, leaving the beach in our hands.

It was also a disadvantage since it meant there were no sexy men to look at.

Screenshot-27“Wanna go swim?” Canary asked and smiled. She was a bit restless and didn’t exactly lay still for very long. I didn’t mind as the sun was quite warm and I got sweaty quite fast if I just laid there. Besides, I had heard that you get a tan faster if you have a layer of salt water on your body.

“Right” I said and stood up.

Screenshot-26“Naha, I’ll stay here.” Plum had only been swimming very little during our stay so it didn’t surprise me that she passed. She was certainly not getting restless in her sun lounge. Or perhaps her hangover was just worse than ours and she preferred to not move too much.

Screenshot-28“Last one in is a jelly rat!” I cried and started running towards the water. I loved the feeling of sand between my toes when my feet dug themselves down in to the ground as I ran.

Canary followed me, laughing loud. She wouldn’t manage to pass me, though.

Screenshot-30“Wah, it’s cold!” she exclaimed once her feet got to the water. It was. Not because it was particularly cold in the water itself, but because the difference from the warm and sunny air was huge.

“Just get in” I said and slowly walked further out. I wanted the surface to be above my belly button before I laid down to swim.

Screenshot-32It was cool, almost cold, to lay down to swim. Still nice, of course. I liked summer, much better than winter. Warmth, no need for big chunky clothes and the general happiness that sun seemed to bring.

Screenshot-36Suddenly the back of my head was splashed and it made me furious. I turned around and saw Canary right behind me. She knew I didn’t want to wet my hair!

“What the fudge, my hair!” I yelled.

“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to!”

Screenshot-33I splashed her back using the back of my hand. It was satisfying to see a big wave of water splashing against her face. It made her mascara smudge.

“For berry’s sake Soda! I said I didn’t mean to” she turned around and swum towards land again, clearly upset.

Screenshot-34“Oh right… Sorry” I mumbled, realizing I had overreacted. “Sorry Canary!” I yelled after her, making sure she heard my apology. There was no reaction.

Just a little while later we decided to head back to our rented vacation home. Canary was still upset that I had splashed her and smudged her mascara out. Plum was upset that we had to leave the beach so early, losing precious sun hours. I wasn’t upset. I just felt bad about it all. She probably hadn’t meant to splash me. And my hair wasn’t even very wet anymore, it still looked good.

Screenshot-38Later that day we decided to hit one of the clubs, although it seemed depressingly empty when we arrived. There wasn’t even a line to get in, which we had kind of hoped for. But then again, this wasn’t Briocheport. After paying a small entrance fee we stepped through the doors and in to a huge room. There was a big bar which a few berries were seated at and then there was a huge dance floor, a small scene and a couple of tables and chairs. And this was just the first floor!

Screenshot-39“It’s so big!” Plum was pretty much mesmerized and just stood still looking around her with huge eyes. She was right, the place was huge compared to what we were used to in Fondant Fields. The only downside was that it was pretty dead. Maybe the townsfolk of Starburst Shores didn’t go out to party in the middle of the week?

“Wanna go upstairs” I asked. Canary nodded but Plum didn’t snap out of the trance she was in. I had to snap my fingers in front of her to make her follow us.

Screenshot-41The upstairs were big too and Plum was frozen at the spot and looked around impressed. Canary ran straight to the Electro DanceSphere and started spinning around. I got dizzy simply by watching her and went to get a drink instead. Plum soon followed me.

Screenshot-45In the end, we decided to go to another club. One of the guests told us there was usually more action at that other place because of the karaoke machine and the regulars that came there to sing. And they were right, there was even a line to get to sing. When we arrived to guys were singing some cheesy love song while goofing around with each other. We decided to watch them. They were probably the cutest guys we had seen during our trip so far.

Screenshot-46Since the rest of the guests at the place seemed to cheer loudly and sing along to the catchy tunes, I did the same. I have a decent singing voice, I have to admit and when I started singing one of the guys turned to look at me. He was, wasn’t he? Looking straight at me while singing?

Screenshot-47After the song I went to introduce myself. “Quite nice singing. I’m Soda Pop.”

“I have to say the same” he said smiling and shook my hand. It was a nice smile and his handshake was warm and firm. “I’m Flamenco.”

“Nice to meet you.” I smiled one of my seductive smiles. I was going to score this guy tonight. I was.

“You’re not from here, are you?”

Screenshot-51“Nah, from Fondant Fields. Me and my friends are here on vacation for a few days. Sunbathing and partying” I replied and pointed towards Plum and Canary who were busy playing pool.

“Should have chosen Briocheport for the partying” he smiled. “Places close quite early here.”

“Well, maybe you could take me some place nice afterwards?” I suggested and winked.

“Let’s do the best of this first” Flamenco answered and took my hand and swirled me around in a pirouette.

Screenshot-50He was a good dancer and to me it was a lot more fun dancing than playing pool. Plum and Canary must have thought the same thing because they left the place just shortly afterwards, leaving me alone with Flamenco.

We danced the entire evening, just taking small breaks to fill up with some drinks. He was quite the gentleman and introduced me to everyone he knew at the club.

Screenshot-49When the bartender called “Last round” Flamenco leaned in to whisper something in my ear. I just knew he would suggest going someplace else to continue our party.

“So, I was thinking I could take you out tomorrow. There’s a nice place down the road but they’re only open during daytime.”

That was it. My disappointment was huge, but I agreed thinking I would at least get another chance. I still hadn’t played the firefighter card either.

I was sneaking when I got back to our rented house because I was sure Plum and Canary would be well asleep by now. It had been hours since they left. As I passed through the window to their shared bedroom I glanced in. I don’t know why I did it, I always had a difficult time keeping my eyes off a window while passing.

Screenshot-72I did not expect to see what I did. My two best friends were practically on second base. I was lucky that their clothes were still on or I’d be scarred for life.

I never said anything about it. What difference would it make? Except making both them and I feel uncomfortable with the whole situation and since they didn’t mention anything of it either, it was better to just let it be. Although I have to admit it did hurt me a bit to realize they were actually keeping such a secret from me.

Screenshot-60Any hurt I was feeling washed off until it was time to meet Flamenco again, though. He took me to some kind of cowboy themed place. There were even hay bales outside. Not really my kind of place, but if it got the job done I wouldn’t be the one to complain.

“Howdy Soda” Flamenco said and smiled before offering me his arm, escorting me through the doors.

Screenshot-55At first he lured me up on a mechanical bull. I suspect he wanted to see me tip over but with the physical shape I was in (yet another thing to thank the firefighter career for) I managed just fine. I even rode without holding my hands for some time, just clutching to the bull with the muscles of my thighs.

I think he was a bit disappointed when the bull stopped and I was still on it.

Screenshot-62Next we went upstairs to a foosball table. Unfortunately for Flamenco, my cousins had a table just like this at home, so I was quite skilled at that too. I pretended to play bad though, as I suspected it would better my chances at scoring what I really wanted to score. I just wouldn’t walk away from this date without it.

Screenshot-63“Hey, look at this! Want to take some pictures? It’ll be a nice memory to bring home” I said and tried to sound innocent. Truth was that I knew how narrow those photo booths were and being more than one in there could easily get quite intimate.

Flamenco bought it straight off.

I “accidentally” put my hand on his thigh once we were in there and then I “accidentally” bumped my breasts against his arms. And then my skirt “accidentally” lifted while his hands were close. And well, one thing led to the other. Just as according to plan.

Screenshot-64Screenshot-65Screenshot-66“Oops, I think we need to take another one” I said and tore the evidence of what had just happened in tiny pieces.

“Again?” Flamenco grinned.

Screenshot-67And yes, we went in again. But this time we behaved. Well, kind of because when the pictures came out not a single one was looking normal. We were both making silly faces on each and every one of them. That’s a side-effect of being satisfied, I suppose.

After that date, I didn’t see more of Flamenco. And I didn’t want to.

Screenshot-74We had only one day left on our vacation, and that would be spent in the best possible way – with my friends at the beach. We stood by the shoreline watching the sun set and the only thing I could think of was that this had been an amazing trip. None of us said anything, but I doubt I was the only one to hope there would be several more trips like this one. Perhaps Briocheport next.

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Chapter 3.4: Business and Pleasure

So, this chapter is a bit longer than usual because I realized I’ll need a lot of chapters for Soda Pop’s generation otherwise. And, I’ve played ahead two more chapters so… Also, there is a little NSFW in this chapter. Little being the main word. 😉


Screenshot-1201“Oceana?”

I stiffened by the sound of my father’s voice. There had just been a knock on the door and shortly after dad’s surprised voice formed the name of my mother. The betrayer. The liar. “Did he say…?” I wondered out loud.

It was actually aiming the question more to myself than to Plum who was sitting in the beanbag underneath my bed. However, she must have heard it too because she mumbled a barely audible “I think so” as a response.

Screenshot-1202It went completely silent in my room for a short moment (which was definitely not something common when I was with Plum) but we didn’t hear anything else from the livingroom. Either dad was now whispering or he had gone silent. Maybe his surprised outburst of mom’s name had been nothing but an illusion?

“You want me to go check?” The beanbag rustled beneath Plum as she stood up. I didn’t even need to answer, she knew me well enough to know that I did indeed want her to check.

Screenshot-1204She opened the door and peaked out. “There’s a woman” she said and turned her head against me quickly before looking out again. With a careful and serious voice she continued, “I’m quite sure that’s your mother out there.”

Screenshot-1206“Did you meet Tiber the other day?” Oceana asked and I could just imagine my father’s surprised look when she did. He had no idea that I had been at her house and told her. I hadn’t exactly planned for this to happen.

“What are you doing here?” he asked. Both me and Plum kept completely silent, not wanting to miss a word of their conversation. If our lives were usually free of action, this was the complete opposite. It scared me a bit.

Screenshot-1208“Did you get in to a fight with Tiber or not?” Oceana asked again. There was never an answer from my father but since Oceana cursed her brother and the failed sacrifice she had made, I suspect my father had nodded in silence.

“They should keep away from you. That was the plan. If I left you and pretended to not care they wouldn’t care to hurt you either!” Oceana was crying and I suddenly felt bad for eavesdropping. This was a private conversation they were having. Although, since I was involved, I kept listening.

“He’s a berryhole and you did the right thing” dad said. He probably tried to convince himself too. I kind of looked up to my father. He had been strong to raise us all by himself while his heart was shattered. He must have missed her so much.

Screenshot-1207“I never stopped loving you” Oceana said after a while.

Plum made a vomiting noise and slammed the door shut. I wondered if dad and Oceana had realized it was open before that. They probably didn’t know we had heard. “Disgusting!” Plum said and looked at me. I nodded in agreement. There was something gross about grownups showing affections.

Screenshot-1221Winter soon came to Fondant Fields, which meant a few days off school because of heavy snow. None of us really minded and we stayed at home in the garden making snow angels and having snowball fights instead of studying. Dad didn’t get time off work because of the snow though, and he kept patrolling the streets with proud steps.

I knew both he, his siblings and his parents had worked hard to get to the point where colorless berries could even walk the streets in safety, let alone in a police uniform. I was proud of them, but it was hard to imagine the situation had ever been as bad as dad told us. Not that I didn’t believe him, it just sounded quite surreal.

Screenshot-1209What was also surreal was to have my mother around the house. After making sure her sacrifice no longer worked it seemed it was no longer worth staying away from us. Or, from dad, at least.

I still didn’t trust her. And I didn’t like her. Nor did I need her in my life.

Screenshot-1212Blizzard kept out of the way by running mile after mile on grandma’s old treadmill. Like me, his biggest role-model and hero wasn’t Oceana, but the grandmother we had never met. It was quite amazing thinking we had a bit of hero running through our veins. Blizzard was determined, even more than me, to also become a respected berry with the surname Twist. He would make a good firefighter one day, I was sure.

Screenshot-1211Loquat, on the other hand, tried to get to know Oceana. It seemed stupid to me. We had been fine without a mother all of our lives and if she thought she could simply storm in to our lives now that it suited her, she was a fool. It wasn’t that easy. Dad and Loquat could buy it if they wanted to, but I wasn’t so easily fooled.

Screenshot-1228Unfortunately for me, dad did buy it. With his full heart, it seemed. I suppose I should have been happy for him, but I just couldn’t be. All these years, mom had abandoned us, betrayed us. It wasn’t something you could just forgive in a couple of weeks passing.

Not months either.

Or a year.

Screenshot-1213When my time in high school was coming to an end, I finally decided to ask Fandango to take me to prom. It was really a wonder no one else had done it yet, but I suspect everyone knew I would do it and therefore couldn’t be bothered. It would hurt them when he came back and turned them down.

He looked quite handsome i the pink suit and the fact that he had chosen to wear a tie about my hair color made me happy.

Screenshot-1214He treated dad with respect too when he came to pick me up, and promised to return me in one piece before the dark. He even kissed mom’s hand (which I found incredibly annoying since she didn’t really deserve such respect).

“And don’t you dare do anything inappropriate for your age” was dad’s last words before we took off. Fandango promised but I knew we would break that promise. High school prom was the perfect time to do that ultimate inappropriate thing for the first time. A cliché, but still perfect.

Fandango was nervous when we sneaked out in the bushes and he fumbled with both his and my pants before managing to get them off. It wasn’t particularly good, but at least it got done. I would have hated to enter adulthood with my virginity left.

Screenshot-1229A couple of weeks before our big birthday dad asked Oceana to marry him. She said yes and jumped at the spot. I heard her shrill voice through the door and it made me cringe. A couple of days later she moved in.

It had been a childhood dream living with both my mom and dad, but now that it was a reality I couldn’t wait to get out.

Screenshot-1225Graduation came as a relief. No more school. No more obligations. No more need to stay at home. I was voted “Most Popular” which wasn’t really a surprise but still welcomed.

Screenshot-1223Blizzard started his firefighter career practically as soon as we had come out through the school doors. That was no surprise either since he had talked about that ever since childhood. I was happy for him.

Screenshot-1232I myself bought a house of my own in the other end of town. As far away from my so-called mother as I possibly could. It hurt dad a bit I think, but in a way he had made that choice on his own and it made me feel a bit abandoned again. I loved him, but I just couldn’t be close to the mother who had once left us all. Besides, I wanted a much, much bigger house than the one I had been raised in and the one I bought had enough land to grow on. It was also a house more suited for my personality.

It felt as a home right as I stepped through the front doors. Sure, it would need some improvements here and where but all in all it was perfect. With some upgrades to the interior and the garden it would be my very own mini mansion. Exactly what I deserved.

I was proud of my home. It didn’t matter to me that the livingroom area and my bedroom were both very sparsely decorated. I had run out of money once I was done with the kitchen but I knew money would come eventually and then I would add more furniture to my home.

I had not known that kitchen appliances and furniture were so expensive and looking back I probably shouldn’t have gone for the luxury I did, but at least I had a good-looking kitchen, right?

Screenshot-11“It’s nice… But don’t you think you should have had more than two sofas in this room?” Blizzard teased. I stuck my tongue out.

“Do you even know how expensive furniture are, Mr. Live at home?”

He shrugged. “Sorry, it’s a nice home. But it would be nicer with some stuff in it. I mean, you have, what, three empty rooms?”

Screenshot-13“Unfortunately money doesn’t grow on trees” I sighed. I was happy with my home, I really was. But I wanted more, I wanted my home to blow my guests’ minds. Eventually, I told myself.

“Besides, I won’t be living at home much longer. I bought a house too” Blizzard smiled, showing up his perfectly aligned white teeth. It struck me that it was a wonder he had been single for so long. He was really handsome, I guess we had that in common.

“You did?”

Screenshot-14“Ya, it’s not as big as this… But it’s my own. Well, and Spray’s of course.”

Spray was apparently Blizz’s girlfriend, I didn’t know how I could have missed him finding the girl he believed was the one. She had been a regular guest at our house when we were teenagers but I had never known they looked at each other in that way. She wasn’t exactly the prettiest girl in town and my brother probably could have done a lot better. Oh well, his loss.

Blizz told me he hadn’t done very well either with the reignited love between dad and Oceana. He did take it better than me, but still had a hard time getting used to having her around. We had all been so spoiled with being on our own that even though we thought we missed her and wanted her there, we never really did. Loquat probably didn’t notice the change very much since he was still constantly obsessing over the chess table.

Screenshot-1242It was Blizzard who convinced me to enter the firefighter career. He had tried both the excitement arguments and the hero arguments but it wasn’t until he told me about the romantic benefits of the career that I was sold. Apparently (and why I hadn’t thought of it myself is a mystery!) it was sexy with firefighters and if you wanted to get something, all you had to do was play the card.

Screenshot-1243And I have to say it suited me quite well. Maybe it was true that there was actually a hero gene running in our family. Even dad had chosen a “hero path” by joining the police force. I actually enjoyed it and decided to be as good as I simply could at it.

Screenshot-1245Every fire I went to was as scary as my first one. The flames always looked so hungry and just the thought of how much they could destroy was overwhelming. I knew every job could possibly kill me and truth be told, that was one of the exciting things about this job.

I respected the flames. I was always careful. Seeing them fade because of my extinguisher was an amazing feeling. It was such a victory to see them turn in to ashes. I truly felt like a hero.

Screenshot-1235Screenshot-1236Plum and Canary came to visit me quite frequently. They were both still in school and I couldn’t wait until their birthdays. Neither could they. Plum would be aging up before Canary, who was still a year younger than us but we all promised such a little age difference wouldn’t end our friendship. We would always be best friends.

Plum and Canary longed for moving out of their parents’ houses too and usually envied the privacy I had in my home. I couldn’t disagree since moving out had been one of the best things in my life so far. Except getting to know them, of course.

Screenshot-1237“Why don’t we go for a party trip once you’ve both aged up?” I suggested one day and both Plum and Canary nodded eagerly. The truth was that for a party girl like me, Fondant Fields didn’t have much to offer. There was The Flyin’ Burrito and The Blank Slate and that was pretty much it. No real clubs and no place closing later than 1.

“Briocheport?” Canary suggested with a happy and excited smile on her face.

“I was actually thinking Starburst Shores. Sun and cocktails? Bikini’s while it’s still winter here?”

“Like sugar for my ears” Plum said dreamily and by that it was decided. We would be going to Starburst Shores once my friends had celebrated their birthdays.

Screenshot-1247Plum aged up before Canary and while we waited for her we hung out at The Blank Slate. It was usually really quiet there and the stories dad had told us about how bustling this place used to be seemed really far off. It seemed like the supporter pub had served its cause.

I couldn’t wait until we would go to Starburst Shores.

Screenshot-1250We had fun, it wasn’t that. It was just that I wanted to expand my sights. Broaden the choice of boys. See new things, kiss new boys. Dance on new dance floors.

Fondant Fields was getting small on me. Boring, even.

Screenshot-1227Until one day, when a new guy was at the bar. Usually it was uncle Quince or Mithos who manned the bar, but I had never seen the red man behind the counter before. It got me interested, and I just had to know who he was.

He looked rather good, too. And just above his right eyebrow he had a barely visible scar or birth mark, or something. I don’t know what it was, but that little detail made me even more curious to who he was.

Screenshot-1226“I haven’t seen you here before” I said as I sat down on the bar stool and leaned forward, towards him.

“New in town” he said with an adorable city accent while nodding my way. “Can I get you anything?”

“You could follow me outside” I suggested seductively which made him smile but he didn’t reply and kept looking at me as if he was waiting for my order. It had been a joke, but I wouldn’t have turned him down if he had agreed, I thought to myself. “Just make me something good” I said.

His name was Precious and I kept flirting with him the entire night even though he seemed only vaguely impressed. In the end, I decided to play the firefighter card which Blizzard had promised would work like a charm in every situation.

Screenshot-2Surprisingly, it did and Precious followed me home.

“You have a quite nice home” he said as we stepped through the front door and a proud smile grew on my face. This guy. Who was he? And why was I feeling so completely intoxicated about his mere presence?

“Thanks. And you, where do you live?” I wondered, taking one step at a time. I was going to get to know him from the inside and out before I was done with him. But for now, I would take it slow.

“Actually, in Briocheport” he said and shrugged. That would explain the city accent. “I’m here to check. My family might come here to expand business. If I decide it’s worth trying.”

Screenshot-7“And do you?” I took a small step forward and crinkled my eyebrows. I had practiced the seductive look I gave him several times, both in front of the mirror and on some of the guys in town. It always worked.

“Perhaps” he said and also took a small step forward. I could feel the warmth of hid breath in my face. I wanted him. Needed him.

Screenshot-4“I think I’ll wait a while to make up my mind” he said with a wink.

“Wait for what, Mr…. What’s your name anyway?”

“Pastry, Mr. Pastry.”

Pastry?! I knew very well who the Pastry’s were. They had built their name and fortune on such a simple thing as a bakery. A bakery! It was brilliant, really. A bakery in a berry sweet world. It was bound to be a success before it was even opened. If they moved here, if they opened a bakery in Fondant Fields they would probably knock the Sourz family off the throne as the richest family in town. That would be quite awesome.

Screenshot-5Not that I spent much time thinking about that now because Precious put his arms around my neck and kissed me.

I had kissed many guys, but I had never been so intoxicated. I couldn’t get enough. I wanted more. When his lips tried to part from mine I pulled him closer and closed the gap again.

“I was just going to suggest we take this to the shower” he whispered once he managed to break free. I was happy to agree.

Screenshot-9I watched Precious undress before me and when he pulled off his shirt he exposed one tattoo on the arm and a big one covering his back. He was nothing like the guys in Fondant Fields. My body vibrated with lust as more of his bare skin was uncovered.

When he stepped in to the shower and started to fiddle with the warmth of the water I practically tore my own clothes off and joined him. Oh the passion. He was a god.

Screenshot-16When I woke up the next morning I slowly turned around. “Another shower Mr. Pastry?” I whispered before opening my eyes. Only to see that there was no Mr. Pastry to be found. His side of the bed was perfectly made and there was no sign of him ever being here. That was not how it was supposed to be. It was a situation I was not used to. I was supposed to be him. He was supposed to be me. It made me feel incredibly dull.

Generation 3 Profiles

sodapop

Soda Pop Twist

Traits: Neurotic, Commitment Issues, Snob, Flirty, Social Butterfly
Favorites: Kids, Falafel, Sea Foam
Lifetime Wish: 
Master Romancer

Soda Pop agrees that the firefighter career is an obvious choice of career. Not only is it an exciting path, but also a great way to find love for the night. “Hey, I’m a firefighter” works every time and Soda Pop finds joy in replacing one partner after the other. While she is certain true love is nothing but a myth, Soda Pop knows from experience that One Night Love exists, and is enough to keep you happy and satisfied. Another good thing about the firefighter career is that it pays good, giving you a chance to swim in luxury. Boys, money and pretty things – what more can a girl want?


blizzard

Blizzard Twist

Traits: Athletic, Excitable, Lucky, Ambitious, Workaholic
Favorites: Indie, Lobster Thermidor, Irish Green
Lifetime Wish: Firefighter Super Hero

Blizzard thinks the firefighter gene runs in the family and he has chosen the grandmother (Marshmallow Puff) he never met as his main role-model. If she could be a hero and her father could be a hero, what will stop Blizzard from accomplish the same thing? To die as a hero, it’s the only goal Blizzard really has. If you’re good at something you can make money of it and Blizzard is determined to succeed. He will follow the true Twist Family call.

loquat

Loquat Twist

Traits: Neurotic, Clumsy, Coward, Proper, Lucky
Favorites: Kids, Dim Sum, Sea Foam
Lifetime Wish: 
Chess Legend

Loquat is scared for pretty much everything and rarely ever leaves the safety of his room. He is obsessed with mastering both Domino and Chess and whenever there’s a moment to spare, he is seated by one of the two games. Unfortunately, domino and chess doesn’t give you any money and even a neurotic coward has to make a living somehow. Not having a single clue of what to do with his life, Loquat decides to follow his brother’s word and try his luck as a firefighter. It runs in the family after all.

Chapter 3.3: A lie

Screenshot-1098Almost a week had passed since dad had been in the fight with Tiber. My uncle.

I had been thinking a lot this week. Probably hadn’t been much like my regular me. I had been the only one to witness the scene and so far I hadn’t manage to decide if I should tell anyone about it or not. Dad hadn’t said much about it. Most likely because I didn’t ask. He had never been much of a talker.

It felt strange thinking it had been a whole week since it happened, and yet it felt like it had been a lifetime. All the questions was gnawing on me from within. In the end, I did what the regular Soda Pop would have done right away: I confronted the problem.

Screenshot-1193“It didn’t work” I said and dad looked like a question mark. “You said mom left to keep us all safe but it didn’t work.”

“You guys have been safe” dad said and twisted his body, trying to avoid the brewing conflict. Unfortunately for him, there was nothing stopping me now that I had started. I had been raised with a lie. A fake promise of safety. I had accepted the fact that my mother had left to keep me safe, accepted a childhood without a mother, only to realize it had all been in vain. I wasn’t safe. My brothers weren’t safe. Dad wasn’t safe. We could get attacked anytime.

Screenshot-1194“That could have been us. We were there. I was right next to you!” I know I wasn’t being fair, but it wasn’t my intention either. I was disappointed and I wanted him to know. Besides, I felt sorry for him. Even though he never talked much about it, I knew it had been hard on him when mom left. Now that I had realized she did it for nothing, I felt both disappointed and sorry. “I’m telling you, it didn’t work!”

Screenshot-1192When dad didn’t say anything else, I locked myself up in my room and called Plum. She would know what to do. She had to know.

“I’m at work” Plum said as she answered my call in a whispering voice. I could picture her in front of me, trying to hide behind the counter at the spa as she whispered in to the phone she tried to hide.

“Mom’s brother beat dad up in the park. We’re not that safe” I said, not bothering with any rewrites.

“Does your dad still miss her, love her?”

“He’s never even looked at another girl.” I hadn’t realized such was the case before, but as I said the words it all hit me. Dad had never cared for girls and I had always thought it was because he had his hands full with me and my brothers. But of course, it was because he missed my mother and knew that no one could ever match her.

“I can’t go with you, but you should tell your mother. Maybe she’ll come back if she knows her absence doesn’t keep you safe? I mean, if she feels the same way about Sunny.”

“Thanks Plum. I love you.”

“Love you too. Mwaaah!”

Screenshot-1186If Plum couldn’t go with me, there was really only one other option. Luckily, Canary agreed to come with me and met me with a huge smile on her face. Truth be told, she was probably happy to get out of the house since she always complaining about her younger siblings being real pains in the B. I thought both Barley and Buttercup were adorable, though.

“Are you ready?” Canary asked once we had made it to the Sourz residence.

Screenshot-1185I swallowed a lump in the throat. It was weird thinking my mother had been here all this time. It wasn’t even that far from our house, and yet I had never met her. There was even the chance that I had bumped in to her somewhere in town without knowing. My own mother?!

I stood there, thinking about the ridiculous fact that I had no idea who my mother was, except for what dad had told us, while she had been living in the very same town as me all this time. It gave me second thoughts. What good would it do to look her up now, after all these years? I turned around and looked at Canary, my face probably letting on just how worried I was.

“I don’t know if I can do this” I admitted.

Screenshot-1187“Of course you can!” Canary smiled. “If anyone could do such a thing, it’s you!”

I breathed heavily and braced myself. Canary was right. I would regret it if I turned around now. “I want to do it on my own, I think.”

“Okay. I’ll be waiting at the stadium. Just call me if you need me” she hugged me lightly before leaving me on my own. She was always happy, always comforting. A good friend, that’s what she was. A real good friend. I was happy to be blessed with two of that kind.

Screenshot-1188The sound of the doorbell was fierce and surprisingly bright. I looked around, certian that some of the neighbors would be on their doorsteps, wondering who dared pressing that doorbell. Naturally, there was no one to be seen.

I waited several seconds before the door was opened and when it finally was my eyes shot wide.

Screenshot-1189The woman who had opened the door hurried outside and closed the door behind her. “You” she said. I didn’t know if it was a statement or a question and I didn’t know if it was sad with a happy or disappointing undertone. But I do know that she understood exactly who I was.

“Mom?”

Oceana backed away slightly by the sound of the short word. No wonder, she hadn’t even been a mom for the past 14 years. “What are you doing here?” she whispered once she had regained her senses. She looked sad and I thought to myself that it had been a mistake coming here. She didn’t care about us anymore. The possibility was that she never had cared about us and simply used our safety as a reason to get out of the house and back to the luxury environment in the Sourz family. Why would she leave that because of me or my brothers? What had dad been thinking? Suddenly, I felt angry and disappointed. She was no mother!

“You lied” I snarled and summoned my most angry face. “You just wanted an easy way out. You never cared about our safety. You lied!”

Screenshot-1190Her previously surprised look changed in to a sad one. The corners of her eyes slumped downwards, as did the corners of her mouth. It almost looked as if she would start to cry.

“It’s not safe for you here” she said and looked over her shoulder and through the window to her home. “If they see you they will…” she never finished the sentence. I never gave her the chance.

“They will what? Hurt me? Attack me?” I was more angry than I had intended to but the realization about her bailing on us actually hurt. “Well, they already have! Your fudging brother attacked my dad in the park. I saw it with my own eyes. We are not safe! YOU LIED!”

Oceana took one small step towards me but stopped herself in the middle of a movement. “Don’t cry” she said. I hadn’t even realized that I was indeed crying. Not because I was sad but because I was so angry. I had lived my life without a mother for no good! I turned my back towards her to wipe the tears of my eyes. She whispered another time, “It’s not safe her. Soda Pop, you have to leave.”

Screenshot-1196And I did. I didn’t even look back. I simply ran and didn’t stop until I was at the stadium, in Canary’s comforting arms. It had been stupid to think mom would come back. Or to think I needed her in my life. I had managed just fine with the family and friends I had. Yet, it hurt.

My mother had been no hero. She had been a coward and a liar.

Chapter 3.2: That would be your uncle

Screenshot-1082“Did you hear that dad’s going away on some sort of convention for patrolling cops?” Blizzard was literally jumping on the spot while telling me the news.

“You look like a girl when you do that” I said and nodded towards him. He snorted but stopped jumping.

“It’s great news!” He stated and I gave him a questioning look.

“How’s that?”

Screenshot-1083“We’re having a party!”

“We are?” I wanted to keep my mocking tone, because really – he looked incredibly silly when he was that excited, but once the idea settled in my head I was caught in the same excitement. A party without grownups around, that could only be fantastic!

Screenshot-1081Mithos and Cherry’s daughter Canary was my second best friend after Plum. She wasn’t as wild and crazy as Plum, but she was a sweet girl with a heart of gold. She was a reason for me to come with my father whenever he visited their family, which was a win-win situation since it both granted me goodwill and meant I could hang out with a friend.

Naturally, she thought it was an excellent idea to host a party in my father’s abscense and promised to not tell her parents. We were already making up plans for the night and we both knew it would be amazing.

Screenshot-1085On the night of the party Plum came over extra early to help us with the music and preparations. We helped each other getting even more excited for the party and once we were dressed and waited on our guests we just had to dance. Our bodies demanded it. It was impossible to be still.

Loquat kept coming in to the room to lower the music. It would be an understatement to say that he wasn’t as excited as me and Blizzard about this whole party idea and he worried that the neighbours would call the cops, or even worse: call dad.

He hid in his room when the guests first arrived but his best friend (I suppose girlfriend) Carrot Tops dragged him out of there, forcing him to join the fun. And it sure was fun!

Screenshot-1088“I can’t believe you invited Lychee” Plum said and almost folded herself double of laughter.

“He’s convenient” I defended myself. “I haven’t done any math homeworks in weeks, and neither have you!”

“But still, inviting him to a party?! I bet he’s never even been on a party before.”

“There’s a first for everything” I smiled. In a way I felt sorry for Lychee. How could he not see that I was just playing with him? Eventually I would toss him away like a used toy. Or maybe he knew, and just played along while it lasted. It did give him some status, I suppose. Even if it was nerd-status.

Screenshot-1094“What do I earn if I ask him to dance?” I dared and pointed to where he was standing all dull and lonely just watching as the party went on in front of him. He wasn’t actually taking part in the fun.

“Eeew!” Plum stuck her fingers in to her mouth and pretended to throw up on our kitchen floor. “You wanna get that close to him?”

“What do I get?”

She deliberated with herself for a moment and then said, “Well, if you dance with him, and kiss him… I’ll let you take Fandango to prom.”

Fandango was hot. Both I and Plum had been in love with him since we first saw him entering our simlish class. I couldn’t believe she would let me have him so easily, I had been prepared to argue bloody about that. Well well, her loss.

Screenshot-1092Dancing with Lychee wasn’t so bad. And I had kissed him before, even if Plum didn’t know about it. I don’t know why I hadn’t told her, it wasn’t like I was ashamed of it, but it just didn’t happen. It was the only secret I had.

“Nice party” Lychee said and smiled. He swung his hips from one side to the other, looking very silly as he did. He wasn’t exactly a dancer, I thought to myself.

Screenshot-1091Plum watched us from the other side of the room and she couldn’t even contain her amusement. And truth be told, it was quite ironic. I was so out of Lychee’s league, and yet here I was dancing with him. Surely pigs would start to fly soon as well.

Screenshot-1090We danced for two songs until we were interrupted by the sound of Lychee’s phone. Plum had been watching us the entire time, and to not lose the bet I leaned in to kiss Lychee before he took a few steps to the side to answer his phone. When he did, I emerged back to Plum and was greeted by a tight hug and her amused laughter.

“I can’t believe you did it!” She said and put her arm around my shoulder. Best friends forever, no doubt.

Screenshot-1097Lychee came back to his safe spot in the kitchen just minutes later and was instantly attacked by Spray, who apparantly had heard his phone call and were now far from pleased.

“You told your mom that Sundance is out of town?” she shouted. We all froze at the spot. Could he really have done that? Broken the one rule our secret party had? I realized exactly what would happen now: Lychee’s mom would call our dad and he would come rushing home and we would be in so much trouble.

Screenshot-1096Blizzard seemed to thinnk just like me because he started waving his hands above his head and shouted for everyone to hurry out of the house. We needed to clean the place up before dad came, it was the only chance we had to lower our punishments.

People started leaving the house in an instant and I stopped Lychee in the door on his way out. “That was the stupidest thing you could possibly do. I didn’t even think you could do such a thing. Whatever pathetic kind of relationship you thought we had is now over. OVER! Get out!”

He started to say something in protest but I shoved him out the door before he could say anything. It wasn’t even worth new earrings or getting the homework done if he acted like such a fool. I was done with him, he had played his part now.

When dad finally stepped through the door we had managed to clean the place up decently and were all tucked down in our beds, faking sleep. It seemed like dad bought it.

Screenshot-1103Luckily, dad never seemed to find out about our little party. If he had, he surely would have cancelled the park gathering he had planned himself. All of our family and friends were invited and everyone had been looking forward to it very much.

When the day of the party came, the weather was perfect. It was sunny, but not too warm. Pretty much everyone who was invited showed up, too. Plum had only met Cinnamon a few times before but they seemed to get along really well. I have to admit it made me a bit jealous seeing Plum whispering tasty gossip with someone else than me. She was my best friend, after all.

Screenshot-1104Dad brought a gnubb set and put it up in the middle of the park. It was an instant success and we played for hours. Don’t ask me why it was so funny to toss sticks across the grass trying to hit some wooden gnubbs, but it was. Sometimes, fun isn’t very logical.

Screenshot-1106I played in the same team as dad and Cinnamon, facing Cherry, Loquat and Plum. Our voices blended together, creating a sound mixed of cheers, laughs and joking insults. “You’ll have to keep your arm further away from your body unless you want to hit the baby!” Cinnamon shouted as Cherry prepared to throw her stick. She stuck her tongue out and threw the stick, which hit one of our gnubbs with a loud knock.

“And that’s how it done” Cherry smiled and placed a hand on her hip in a cocky pose.

Screenshot-1109Who would have guessed the pregnant woman would be such a natural gnubb player?

It wasn’t looking too bright for my team and as I picked the sticks up I realized we would have no shot at the victory unless we hit at least two gnubbs in this round. I focused hard before throwing my sticks and watched them land miles from the gnubbs I had aimed at. Bummer!

Screenshot-1107Another round passed and Cherry knocked a few more gnubbs down. They were definitely winning this game.

Plum was the one to knock the king down and after doing so she raised her arms in the air and let out a happy cry, which told everyone in the park that she had been in the winning team. “Fudging yes!” She screamed.

Screenshot-1108“Did you win honey?” Mithos stepped closer to Cherry and winked. It was a bit disgusting watching them two grownups flirting and acting like lovesick teenagers. They should have grown out of it, shouldn’t they?

“I sure did” Cherry answered with a big smile on her face.

“I knew you would” Mithos said and placed his arms around her neck, pulling her in for a gentle kiss.

Screenshot-1110Luckily, I was saved by the vibrations on my phone and I turned around to answer. ‘Lychee’ the screen read. I sighed but hit the green button, “Hey Lychee.”

“Hi gorgeous” he said in a voice that probably meant to sound sweet but which sounded incredibly dorky.

“‘What do you want?” I sighed, not even bothering to hide the irritation over his sudden interference in my life.

“I wondered if you wanted to go on a date with me? Tomorrow?”

“How many times do I have to tell you no?! I don’t want to date you Lychee. I don’t even like you. In fact, don’t even call me anymore. Okay?”

“But I thought…”

I didn’t care to listen to whatever it was he thought and hung up the phone before he could finish his sentence. The phone vibrated again before I even had time to put it away but I just clicked it, not wanting to talk to him at all.

Screenshot-1114I turned around with a loud sigh, remarkably annoyed over the fact that Lychee had dared taking my time on a weekend. Those thoughts soon left my mind though, as I saw my father sharing some very heated words with a berry just a short distance from my position. I had never seen my father argue with anyone before, and I had never seen the ‘bow he now argued wildly with before.

Screenshot-1111“I don’t want any trouble” the teal man said and raised his hands before him.

Dad was gritting his teeth and clenching his fists along the side of his body. “Then why are you here, Tiber?” He practically spat the name out and even from where I was standing I could sense the hatred that filled his every word.

“Im on permission, good behavior” Tiber said with a smile, still keeping his hands in front of him, as if trying to guard himself or at least calm my father down. It didn’t seem as he would calm down, though. A vein in his right temple pounded and his face was as red as Cherry’s hair. I had never, ever, seen my father look so angry.

Screenshot-1112Yet, he managed to surprise me another time. Without as much as a blink he took a leap and dove right on top of Tiber and they both fell to the ground in a loud thump. Dad was swearing as never before and Tiber seemed to do his best to stay out of the way of daddy’s waving fists.

” No wonder Oceana left you!” Tiber suddenly cried out, which seemed to surprise my father because his hands suddenly stopped in the middle of a motion. Tiber took the opportunity to land a few hits himself before dad snapped back to reality and continued to slam his fists against Tiber’s face and body.

Screenshot-1113“She left because of you!” Dad yelled with fury. “It’s your fault. YOU broke this family!”

I shifted my weight from the right foot to the left, not knowing whether I should try to stay out of the way or pull my father back. The whole situation made me uncomfortable. Nobody else seemed to notice that there was even a fight going on, they were still enjoying that gnubb set in the other end of the park.

Screenshot-1116“Because of me?” Tiber laughed between the moaning caused by my father’s fists. If it hadn’t been for the different colors of their clothes, it would have been impossible to make out which leg or fist belonged to which fighter. It was a cloud of white, yellow and teal mixed with dust, leaves and pebbles. It looked painful, more painful than any fight I had ever seen at school.

It looked as it was bloody serious and for a moment I wondered if one of them would end up dead. It certainly seemed as a possibility.

Screenshot-1117Just as I had decided I would interfere and try to pull dad out of the fight he stood up, brushed some dust of his pants and put his foot on top of Tiber’s chest. It was a sign of victory, more serious than Plum’s arms shooting through the air when she won a game of gnubb. This seemed to be the result of some grudge going way back.

Dad pressed his foot against Tiber’s chest with a little more pressure and snarled through gritted teeth, “If I ever see you close to my family again, I will kill you. And that’s a promise.”

Screenshot-1118As soon as he was released from dad’s boot, Tiber laboriously stood up and ran away. Dad chuckled by the sight of it. He didn’t seem hurt and I was surprised to realize he was quite the fighter. Who would have known?

Screenshot-1120“Dad, what was that?” I asked once dad had stopped laughing. He turned around startles, almost surprised to see me. I bet he didn’t know I had seen the fight.

“Uh…” Dad scratched his head, searching for the right words. “That would be your uncle.”

Chapter 3.1: A good-looking reflection

Screenshot-1074The reflection looking back at me in the mirror had always looked good. Now I pulled a few strands of my hair behind my ear and saw the new glittering jewels in my ears and sighed happily – they made the reflection perfect. They glittered and sparkled in a way that went really well with my eyes. My eyes were a bit like diamonds too, I realized and a smile formed in my face.

The new earrings had been a gift from Lychee, a lovesick boy in our school. It was fun to toy with him, making him run me errands and do me favors. The only payment he needed to keep at it was hints that I might be somewhat interested in going steady with him at some point. Poor guy didn’t realize I had no such intentions at all and that I merely found pleasure in having him woo me.

Screenshot-1146It all started one day when I had been hanging out with Plum after school and as usual the lovesick boy was staying close, staring at us in a way that probably should have made me feel uncomfortable, but which felt strangely good. I liked being sought after. “He would do anything for you, you know” Plum giggled.

“He’s quite pathetic, isn’t he?” I chuckled and looked over my shoulder, back to where Lychee was sitting. He didn’t even care to turn his eyes away and kept staring at me even though he knew I could see it. I shook my head and focused my attention at Plum again. She was my best friend, we had met during the first week of high school and her outgoing personality had me hooked in an instant. It was great having a girl friend since my home was so filled with testosterone that it was a wonder I hadn’t grown a penis myself yet.

Screenshot-1145“Should we get started on that fudging math homework?” Plum sighed, reminding me of why we had decided to go here in the first place. We both loved socializing and doing homework around people were just a lot more fun than doing them at home. Not that it made them enjoyable, but at least it got a bit better.

“Ugh, I hate math” I groaned.

“Tell me about it!” Plum agreed.

Screenshot-1125It didn’t even take two seconds until Lychee was standing by our side smiling goofy, “I could help you with the math.”

“Ye?” I asked and looked at him. It was one of the first times I had really looked at him. I mean, looked at him and actually seen him. He didn’t look to bad, I admitted to myself.

“I’d do it if you go out with me” he said again and smiled another goofy smile. He winked with one eye, probably in an attempt to look flirty, but which only made him look like a dork.

“She’ll do it if you do my homework too” Plum decided and went up to him, shoving her blue notebook in his chest. He had no choice but to take it and as soon as he did, Plum tugged at me arm and left him standing alone with two homeworks in his hands, watching us leave.

“Saturday at 3?” he called after me and I raised my hand and waved at him without looking back.

Screenshot-1156Once we were back at my place Plum started laughing hysterically and I soon followed. Lychee would indeed do anything for a date! How pathetic was that!?

“I bet you’ll be going to a chess contest or something” Plum giggled and imitated how Lychee had looked when he offered to do my homework in exchange for a date.

“Well, I think I’ll keep him around for convenience if he’s going to offer to do maths for me” I said and gave my friend a hug before she made a leave to get home before curfew.

Screenshot-1071The well-known steady mechanical sound of the treadmill caught my ears as soon as Plum was gone and silence surrounded the room. Blizzard was apparently working on his physical perfection yet another day. Ever since dad told us about his mother and her father’s firefighter career Blizzard had seen it as his lifetime calling to also be a firefighter one day. He had been running miles on that treadmill since then. How fun could it be?

Screenshot-1122“Had fun tonight?” Dad asked with a smile plastered on his lips. I wondered if it was a true smile or merely a mask he put on. I mean, could he be sincerely happy after having lost his one true love and his parents? It was hard to believe. Yet, he smiled every time he spoke to us, always making us feel so… loved.

“I suppose” I shrugged, not feeling like talking to my father at all. I know he meant well but I just didn’t want to tell him things. He was old, and quite boring.

Screenshot-1124Instead, I went to my room where, to no surprise, Loquat was seated in front of the Domino game I had got for my last birthday. I had tried it once and decided it wasn’t exactly fun and after that it had pretty much belonged to Loquat. I don’t know why we didn’t just move the fudging game in to his and Blizz’s room since they were the only ones using it. But it remained in my room as a constant reminder of something dad’s friend had thought I would like but which had proved to be very wrong. It was also one of the reasons why Loquat annoyed me so much. I was just never allowed privacy. One day I would indeed move that board in to their room.

Screenshot-1129The saturday came faster than I thought it would and I had to go on that date I had promised Lychee. At first I kind of thought I would have to spend the day at a chess contest, as Plum had suggested, so I was quite surprised when he asked me to meet him at the Flyin’ Burrito. I found him on the upper floor, by the pool table.

“Pool?” I said in a disapproving voice and he was so startled that he hit the ball in a surprised move, making it bounce off the table and land by my feet.

“Uh, hi” he stammered and went to pick up the ball. I just looked at him as he did and took joy in the fact that it seemed to make him nervous. “Here’s for you” he said and handed me a white box wrapped in a red silk band. I opened it and found two glittering earrings. They looked like diamonds.

“Thanks” I said and put them on, still not showing much affection towards him.

“So, you wanna play?” he asked and handed me a cue.

Screenshot-1131“Not really” I pouted and put the hand on my hip, trying to show him just how much I disliked his very company.

Screenshot-1133“Oh… Okay” he stammered and went back to the table where I had first seen him. He placed the white ball, aiming at the cup in the other end of the table. Without another word he made a perfect shot and the white ball flew over the table and landed straight in the cup. Once it had landed he looked up at me with a proud smile on his face.

“Not bad” I admitted and went to take a cue on my own. “I suppose we could play one game.”

Screenshot-1138He smiled and gathered all the balls in the triangle in one end of the table. “Eight ball?” he suggested. I figured it was some kind of pool game, but I didn’t know much of pool at all so it didn’t tell me much.

“What’s that?”

“Well, whoever puts the first ball down decides whether to be stripes or full and the goal is to put all of your balls in the pockets and finish with the eight ball.”

“Regular pool then, sounds easy enough” I decided.

“You wanna break?”

Screenshot-1141“Right” I said and stepped towards the table, moving the white ball slightly to the right of the middle and aimed at the fully blue ball in the third row. I don’t exactly knew why, but I had learned at some point to not aim at the top of the triangle for a better break. I didn’t usually care much for pool, but I felt a desperate need to win over Lychee. As if my honor were at stake, or something.

My shot failed. Only three balls was broken out of the original triangle and I heard Lychee supress a laugh. “Better luck next time” he said and walked up to take his own shot – which, of course, was perfect. Not quite fair to take your date to play pool when you’re prectically a pro.

Screenshot-1136“You’re quite good at this” I said and watched him make one shot after the other, lowering his striped balls at every shot. Once he was done with his streak, he had two balls left whereas I had all of mine.

“Well, I’ve played quite a lot…” he admitted and stepped away from the table, making room for me.

“I could almost guess” I said and smiled. It was a genuine smile.

Screenshot-1134“Focus” he tutored as I practically just swung my cue, missing every ball on the table. “Let’s re-do that shot, but this time you’re actually going to take some time to aim before you shoot.” He took the white ball in his hand and placed it back at about the same spot as it had laid when I made my poor attempt at a shot.

“You have to calculate the balls curve” he said and pointed where I should hit the ball to make it hit the ball I wanted to. “See, you want to hit it about here to make it go down in to that pocket. And not too hard, okay?”

I nodded, I could clearly see how the ball would go if I hit it where he had pointed out. I rested the cue between my thumb and my forefinger and made a loose hit. It didn’t go exactly as planned, but at least I hit the ball I had intended to, and that was a big improvement.

Lychee lowered the rest of his balls in two rounds after that, winning easily. He didn’t shove it in my face though and instead he insisted we play another game. I agreed.

Screenshot-1140“Okay, try to hit the ball right in the middle and shoot quite hard” Lychee instructed and cheered on me while I made the break. This game wasn’t so much of the actual competition but instead Lychee did his best to teach me how to play better. While it was quite annoying to take instructions from him, it did improve my game. And it was a lot more fun to play when I also lowered a few of my balls.

Lychee did win again, though, but this time I only had two of my balls left on the table. “You’re getting there” Lychee smiled and hung our cues back at the hanger on the wall.

“You’re really good!” I said again and wondered how much practice it would take to be about as good as he was. Probably a lot.

Screenshot-1147After the games of pool we moved towards one of the arcade games and enjoyed ouselves by hunting aliens. It was a better occupation because we could team up, rather than compete against each other. And, I was a lot better at this than I had been at playing pool and I didn’t need to be instructed.

It was good for my ego.

Screenshot-1148“Shoot him!” Lychee was all caught in the game and acted like a total nut. He was real nerd. And honestly, who wears such a hat? It was incredibly silly. But still, I enjoyed myself. He was a good escort and knew how to treat a lady. I had a good time.

Screenshot-1151“That was fun” Lychee said once we were starting to wrap the night up.

I nodded in agreement, “It was.” It suprised myself even, because it was true. I had a great time.

“You wanna do that again some time?” he wondered and looked at me with that desperate, lovesick, look that I hated and loved at the same time. While I didn’t exactly want to be his forever, or even his exclusive or his anything, it was nice having him looking at me like he did. I enjoyed to see him in love with me. And those earrings he had given me, they were really beautiful. And probably expensive too. Besides, he did my math homework and was certainly good to keep around.

“Maybe” I answered, keeping my doors open.

Screenshot-1154To really make sure he would keep being around me I leaned in and kissed him. A girl needs to feel wanted and adored, and all means to an end. Right?

The adorable Plum Everlast is a gift from mileyrox159.

Heir Vote!

It’s time to choose the third generation heir and the color of their spouse. As for heir, you (obviously) have three choices: BlizzardLoquat or Soda Pop. Once you’ve voted the results are open for you to watch. 

When it comes to the color of the spouse, there are eight choices. I want you to choose two or three. To make the story more interesting I won’t reveal the scores to that poll.

Please take a look at the Generational Rolls for the third generation and keep them in mind when placing your vote. Note that only the winner’s plot is sure to stay true to the bios.

Without further ado, I present the possible heirs: *Note that hairs and cloths may be subject to change.*

Screenshot-1005Blizzard Twist

Current Age: Teenager
Traits: Athletic, Excitable, Lucky, Ambitious
Lifetime Wish: Firefighter Super Hero

Blizzard thinks the firefighter gene runs in the family and he has chosen the grandmother (Marshmallow Puff) he never met as his main role-model. If she could be a hero and her father could be a hero, what will stop Blizzard from accomplish the same thing? To die as a hero, it’s the only goal Blizzard really has. If you’re good at something you can make money of it and Blizzard is determined to succeed. He will follow the true Twist Family call.

Screenshot-1004Loquat Twist

Current Age: Teenager
Traits: Neurotic, Clumsy, Coward, Proper
Lifetime Wish: Chess Legend

Loquat is scared for pretty much everything and rarely ever leaves the safety of his room. He is obsessed with mastering both Domino and Chess and whenever there’s a moment to spare, he is seated by one of the two games. Unfortunately, domino and chess doesn’t give you any money and even a neurotic coward has to make a living somehow. Not having a single clue of what to do with his life, Loquat decides to follow his brother’s word and try his luck as a firefighter. It runs in the family after all.

Screenshot-1003Soda Pop Twist

Current Age: Teenager
Traits: Neurotic, Commitment Issues, Snob, Flirty
Lifetime Wish: Master Romancer

Soda Pop agrees that the firefighter career is an obvious choice of career. Not only is it an exciting path, but also a great way to find love for the night. “Hey, I’m a firefighter” works every time and Soda Pop finds joy in replacing one partner after the other. While she is certain true love is nothing but a myth, Soda Pop knows from experience that One Night Love exists, and is enough to keep you happy and satisfied. Another good thing about the firefighter career is that it pays good, giving you a chance to swim in luxury. Boys, money and pretty things – what more can a girl want?

Generation Finale: A role model

Screenshot-991The kids had been asking a lot of questions about both their mother and my mother. I suspect the lack of an actual mother in their lives was what caused the series of questions I found myself answering.

It was hard because of two reasons: 1) I wanted them to have a mother in their life. 2) I missed both the mothers in question like crazy.

I couldn’t tell them no even though my own heart ached of loss for the two women and even though it hurt to let the answers force me to re-live some of the most precious memories I had of them both I did my best to verbally paint a describing image of them. But how do you create a person through simple words, how would it ever be possible to share with my kids just how perfect those two women were?

Surprisingly, it seemed that the curiosity over who their grandmother, my mother, had been was bigger than the curiosity over their own mother. Perhaps it was because they had accepted the fact that their own mother had left them to provide us safety and that they didn’t need to know much more than that, perhaps it was something completely different. Whatever reason, er were now on our way for an excursion to the cemetery, simply to visit my parents.

Screenshot-993I myself had never considered the graveyard or the graves as holders of answers and stories, but after a field trip to the mausoleum with school, Soda Pop had pretty much demanded for me to take them there, because “The tales the dead holds are far superior and more exciting than anything we will ever read in a book”. I don’t know, in my opinion books could be quite suspenseful, while old rocks with engravings mostly told stories about people who have lived and died. Nothing in between.

“Marshmallow Puff Twist” Loquat read out loud and traced his finger among the engravings on the grave stone. The simple sound of my mother’s name made my throat dry, I missed her so much. “A hero and a mother” Loquat finished and looked back at me. I nodded, letting him know that it was the right grave, that we had found my mother.

Soda Pop and Blizzard had both picked wild flowers on the way here and now kneeled down to place one vase on my mother’s grave and one on my father’s, which were located right next to mom’s. I was grateful to see that they realized this wasn’t a place for fun and games and that they respected my own struggles by joining me in a moment of silence.

Screenshot-995Loquat was the first to break it, “Was she a hero, dad?”

Screenshot-996“The best hero” I said and nodded. “She was a firefighter, just like her father had been many years ago. No one knows how many fires she put out while she was working, but it was many. And she saved lives, too. She saved your grandfather’s life, actually. When the other firemen thought it was already too late she went in to the flaming house just to find him and she managed to get him out. She did this at the risk of her own life. Fires are dangerous things, and inhaling too much smoke can easily kill you. But it didn’t kill her, she just ended up unconscious for a couple of weeks. When she woke up your grandfather was by her side, thankful for what she had risked for him. They fell in love and for many years they lived happily in our house. During this time the hate for colorless berries shot through the roof and while your grandmother worked along with Flax to change things, they were eventually forced to move in to a ghetto. I lived most of my life there. But your grandmother never stopped fighting. More and more berries joined the cause and after many years Sweet Corn, Quince, Mithos and Cinnamon managed to tear the walls down. But, all this wouldn’t have been possible unless your grandmother had started those fights many years ago. In a way, she saved lives both as a firefighter and as a protester.”

Screenshot-994“And mommy saved our lives by leaving us, right?” Blizzard asked and when I nodded in response he started jumping up and down, clapping his hands in excitement. “So she was a hero too! Both mommy and grandma are heroes!”

Screenshot-999Later that day, when we were back home, Soda Pop sat down next to me in the sofa with a big sigh. It was obvious that something was bothering her. “What’s the matter sweetie?” I asked and ruffled her fringe.

“Love, there’s no such thing, right?”

“What?” Out of all questions and out of all days to ask such a thing, she chose this very day? Hadn’t we spent the day talking about how much I loved those two women?

“I don’t mean like you love me or Blizzard or Loquat. I mean love like in the fairy tales.”

“Yes it does. Your mother and I loved each other. Your grandparents loved each other.”

Screenshot-1000“But the prince never leaves the princess in the tales. They live happily ever after. But there’s no such thing. Happily ever after.” It wasn’t a question anymore, it was a statement. A summary of what she had learned in her years on earth. Happily ever after was a myth only present in fairy tales.

In my case, it was true. But there were exceptions to her theory. “Mithos and Cherry are happily in love and so is Quince and Bluebell” I said to prove her wrong. She couldn’t stop believing in love already. It was too early. She should be dreaming of prince charming, unicorns and bubbles. She was still young!

She mumbled something inaudible in response and left me sitting alone brooding in the sofa. Out of the grownups in the kids’ lives, the majority served as examples of broken love. Sweets was incapable of finding anyone, Oceana had left me, Cinnamon was pregnant but there was no boyfriend in her life. And as far as they knew, dad had always lived without mom and I wasn’t sure if stories could explain how true their love had really been. Maybe love was such a thing you could only believe if you’ve experienced it yourself?

Screenshot-997Cinnamon called a late evening a couple of weeks later, letting me know she was panicking because it was time. At first I didn’t know what she expected me to do, but in the end she managed to actually say it and I was over at her place as fast as I could. Since the father of her child weren’t exactly a part of her life, she needed me to bring her to the hospital. As the true friend I am, I obeyed.

Screenshot-998She said she wanted me to come with her in to laboring as well, but I couldn’t do that. I had barely been around when my own babies were born and I didn’t feel like seeing my friend in such a private and exposed situation. I remained in the visitor’s area instead, waiting for the good news to reach my ears. It took a couple of hours and I had fallen asleep when a  nurse woke me up by shaking me gently. Cinnamon had given birth to a daughter.

Screenshot-1022She named her Jaffa Dolphin.

Screenshot-1006Quince and Bluebell welcomed their baby girl, Butterfly Bush, to the world at around the same time as Jaffa Dolphin was born. It was a bit unfair that they would have kids the same age, whereas mine were somewhere in the middle of everything. Just a tiny bit, though, as I was quite happy to be through the toddler years by now.

It was certainly enough to ride the waves of my friends newlyborns and there wasn’t the slightest part of me who wished for more kids of my own. Well, I already had more than my friends anyway. But it’s true, babies smell adorable and they make cute little gurgling noises and sometimes you imagine yourself taking a small sample of them because you’re so certain it would taste sweet and delicious. Butterfly Bush was no exception.

Babies, babies, babies. They were everywhere. Mithos and Cherry awaited a new one and Quince got Bluebell knocked up almost immediately after Butterfly’s appearance. They were like rabbits, my friends.

Screenshot-1010While in my life, the chanting went more like: Teenagers, teenagers, teenagers. The triplets elementary school years felt like they passed before they were even here and I was as unprepared for this birthday as I had been to their last. Luckily, that didn’t stop them from aging up beautifully. I found myself looking forward to their real lives to begin. To follow them on their respective journeys, experience their friendships, their first loves and their graduation.

Looking at them now, I realized I had been a decent father after all. I had managed, despite the lack of mother by my side. We had survived.

Screenshot-1008Soda Pop had stuck to the idea that such a thing as true love didn’t exist. That, however, didn’t mean that she didn’t search for it. Oh berry, she did! She was constantly on that computer, busy chatting away with different boys. I was a bit worried, those guys could be anyone. They could be dangerous. But as long as she followed the time limits and promised to never meet them in real life, I let her be at it. After all, it seemed to provide her joy, and I desperately wanted my kids to be happy.

Screenshot-1007Blizzard was also stuck in a thought that had first come to his mind at a young age. Even though he never knew his grandma in person, he knew that she was remembered a hero. A firefighter hero. And he was desperately working towards following her path. At one point, he had even lectured me for not going that path career-wise, as it according to him, where in our blood. Both my mother and her father had been firefighters and therefore it was a shame that neither me or my siblings has chosen that path. Blizzard was sure he would correct that mistake.

Screenshot-1009And last there was Loquat. He looked like me, and he seemed to take after me social-wise too. When his brother and sister hung out with friends he locked himself in Soda’s bedroom and practiced on his Domino skills. He was as obsessed! And impossible to beat, may I add.

They were all beautiful and perfect, and I certainly looked forward to following their paths in life. Wherever it would take them.

Chapter 2.13: Getting accustomed

Screenshot-933It wasn’t easy adjusting to not having Oceana around, and it certainly wasn’t easy adjusting to being a father of triplets. And for most of the time, I was also taking care of my old man, as he seemed to get older and more confused for each day that passed by.

I was usually completely drained once the kids were asleep and dad put to bed in the evenings and I would just curl up to a small, piteous ball on the couch. Was it really fair? Even when colorless sims had the same rights as any ‘bow, my life was a misery. Okay, exagerration, at least I had the kids. But still, I felt lonely and sorry for myself.

Screenshot-937There was lots to be done with three toddlers in the house. Constantly a mouth to fill or a diaper to change and I had not been completely ready for it. I wasn’t prepared for doing it all by myself. I did my best, but some days it seemed like the kids didn’t get as much attention or care as they deserved, despite my tries. It was a wonder mom and dad had managed raising me and my siblings in the district where the standards had been… low.

Screenshot-944 Screenshot-955My friends all came over occasionally to help me with the kids, which I was indescribably happy about as it gave me a chance to get some well-needed rest. They all had different opinions on Oceana leaving me. Some thought it had been for the better and some were furious with Oceana for letting me do all the hard work on my own. I myself didn’t really blame Oceana, I just missed her. She had been my first, and only, love. Maybe the feelings hadn’t been as mutual as I had thought, since she so easily could leave me.

Bluebell took Oceana’s side, as did my brother. They said that since they too were parents they could imagine what it would be like having to worry about your kids safety when there’s an easy fix. According to them they would do the same thing if they had to, and they seemed sure I would have to, if it had been the other way around. Maybe I would, but I would have considered my options because I didn’t like being without Oceana.

Screenshot-954Mithos was the one to come over most frequently, and also the one to help me the most with the kids. In fact, he came over pretty much just to spend time with them. I imagine it was sort of training for him, as he was also about to be a father any day. He was a really caring and supportive uncle to my triplets and I honestly don’t know if I would have managed without his help. To think that he still had time for these little things with me and my kids even with his role as the mayor of town was fantastic. It made me feel… important.

Screenshot-942 Screenshot-941He and Cherry hadn’t even been an official couple for a year when Cherry suddenly ended up pregnant. It was a big surprise to all of us, and maybe most of all for Cherry and Mithos themselves, but they took it for what it was and prepared themselves in the ways they could. I was happy for them, Cherry was a nice girl and someone who could deserve my dear hero friend. I was eager to meet their little one, but I hoped it would wait until my own kids were a bit older. It would simply be more convenient if some of the kids could take care of themselves while we fussed over a new little baby.

Screenshot-960Cherry did pop before the triplets birthday, but fortunately it was only a few days before so there wasn’t really that many days for me to get it to work with the kids all by myself. It was hectic, but I managed. I even managed to squeaze in a visit to the new parents and their lovely little Canary.

Screenshot-965For the triplets birthday I invited Cinnamon and Mithos and my siblings and their families over to celebrate. Quite a big party for a loner like me, but I needed their support now that Oceana had left me. I was scared for my kids growing up and for time passing, because I feared that with time I would forget about Oceana or at least get over her, and I didn’t want to. I suppose I was also scared that she would forget about me. Maybe even forget about her own opinions and go back to agreeing with her family. The simple thought of her feeling disgust of her own kids was enough to make me cry. Those babies were perfect, why couldn’t she see that?!

The triplets aged up beautifully. Perfectly, actually. They probably got that from their mother, the perfect part.

Screenshot-957 Screenshot-959Spindle was already a teenager and his best friend was aunt Sweet Corn. They laughed and teased each other to no end. It was clear that friendship wasn’t limited by any boundaries of age. “Do you have any girlfriend yet, Spindle?” Sweet Corn teased while they were stuffing themselves full with cake.

Spindle stuck his tongue out, “Naha, do you have any boyfriend yet?”

I knew it was a sore toe for Sweets, but she just couldn’t find the right one. Ironically, I had found the right one for me but she had left me. I suppose we were in similar positions. Maybe one day she would find someone, or would it be impossible now that she was used to loneliness? In a way it suited her and it did leave her with enough energy to be the perfect aunt and my kids would certainly need that. A grownup girl in their lives.

Screenshot-958Pixie had a hard time dealing with losing friend after friend. It was understandable, of course, and I really felt for her. At least she was still putting on a brave smile and tagged along whenever we had a gathering. She was as much family as any of the guests of this party. It was comforting being with her too, as she reminded me so much about my own mother. They had been the best of friends, closer than I had ever been to any of my own friends. It had to be about as tough losing such a close friend as it had been for me to lose my mother.

Screenshot-956Cinnamon was, to my great joy, also pregnant. Even if it would be quite a few years between our kids (and Mithos’ little girl) it was a joy to share parenting with close friends. I mean, it was only natural that my priorities had changed after the triplets came in to my life and having my two best friends doing the very same journey by my side was probably the best thing to it. I knew I would love their babies with every part of my heart that was left after loving my own family.

My friends had all brought some gifts for them and we all worked hard to stuff it in to the tiny rooms in our house. I realized I would probably have to re-build the nursery either to another bedroom or some kind of playroom. It wasn’t like we would need a nursery again, anyway.

There was just one problem about re-building and that was that now that mom’s retirement money had stopped coming we weren’t exactly swimming in cash. And for Berry’s sake, I had three kids to provide! I would have to get a job. And so the next problem occurred; What would I do for a living? I wasn’t exactly good at anything.

Screenshot-964“Easy” Sweets said when I asked her and I narrowed my eyebrows, trying to form them in to a question mark. “You’re joining the police force, of course! You’re the best investigator in town, after all.”

As surprising as it may sound, the police force seemed to agree. Or at least they offered me a job. I suspect the investigations regarding Affair’s murder played a part, but the bigger part was probably the fact that they needed to hire more colorless’, ‘for a diversity in staff’.

Screenshot-987When Blizzard, Loquat and Soda Pop went for their first day in school, I went for my first day to work. I’m not sure who was the most nervous, but it was most likely me. At least they had each other to rely on while I was all by myself.

With the kids being older, life got easier for me. It was a relief realizing they could mostly care for themselves as long as I provided the essential food and love. And homework guidance, of course. I even found myself with a bit of spare time, which I hadn’t had since before they were born. Since I could spend it with Oceana, I thought to myself.

Screenshot-970I went to her house a couple of times. I rung the bell and waited for someone to open the door. I just wanted to see her, hear her voice. Tell her that the kids were beautiful. But she did the same thing as she had done to my phonecalls ever since she walked out of my house – she ignored it. The door remained shut no matter how much I wished for it to swing open. She had made her choice, and I was clearly not a part of it.

Screenshot-972 Screenshot-973Only one single time as I went there the door opened but it wasn’t Oceana who stood in the doorway, it was some blue ‘bow who hissed at me, something about Oceana not wanting anything to do with me. When I refused to leave he gave me a lesson. It had been many years since that had last happened, but it seemed the loathe of colorless wouldn’t budge easily.

Screenshot-974Two days later I found a note in the mail, “Remember Sundance, survival is most important! X” It didn’t matter that it wasn’t signed, I knew it was from Oceana anyway and it was just another way for her to tell me to forget about her and move on with my life.

Dad kept getting worse and there was nothing I could do about it. I had known for a long time that he was having trouble getting things straight, but when he mixed Loquat and Blizzard up, I realized just how bad it was. It seemed like not even the kids could slow his ageing and fading down anymore. I needed to prepare myself for losing him. Not that I had the slightest idea about how to do such a thing. I didn’t want to be left alone with the triplets, I couldn’t do it.

Screenshot-953But dad did pass away. He did leave me alone with the triplets. I would never be able to forgive him.

Screenshot-951 Screenshot-950 Screenshot-949We were all devastated.

Screenshot-977“Are both your mom and dad dead now?” Soda Pop asked one day a couple of weeks later and tears welled up my eyes. It hurt to think about them being gone and no matter how much time that passed, I still missed them.

“Yes they are” I replied, trying to remain strong in front of my child.

“What happens when you die?”

“You go to the place you wish to go to” I replied, aware that it was an abstract explanation. Soda Pop seemed pleased, though, and she skipped off, interrupting her brothers in some game. They did leave her out of their games occasionally, saying whatever they were playing wasn’t for girls. That was one of the few times I interfered in their games because it was probably not easy for her to be the only girl. I could only imagine what it would be like once she needed a girl-talk. Who would help her with that? Sweets or Cinnamon, perhaps?

Screenshot-975“Dad?” Soda Pop was standing right before me again, her innocent eyes looking straight at me. “Don’t we have a mom?”

I had known the question would come eventually but it felt like it was too soon. Although, wasn’t every part of your kids progression too soon? I didn’t know what to answer, Oceana had never told me how she wanted the story to be. I took a deep breath to earn myself some time, hoping the right answer would suddenly just appeared. Unfortunately, it didn’t. Even after two deep breaths I didn’t know what I was supposed to tell her. She was starting to look impatient, obviously expecting an answer. I decided to just take the bull by the horns. “Boys! Come here. I need to talk to you all about something.”

Screenshot-979The boys complained over having to interrupt their current game, but came to our side. “Everyone has a mother” I started once they were all close and listening. “You have the best mother of them all. I wish you could meet her. She looks a bit like all of you. Blizzard, you have the same skin as her and Soda, you have the exact same hair color. Loquat, you look mostly like me, but you have so much of her personality. Her name is Oceana and she is very brave.” I took a pause to gather myself, the part of her abandoning them, us, was still tough to me. I wasn’t even sure if I had accepted it myself and now I would have to get my kids to believe in it.

Screenshot-978“Sometimes, when you really love someone, you will have to make tough choices just to protect those you love. Your mother did that. Because her parents and her siblings are bad persons, she had to leave us to keep us safe. Her family hurt both me and her a couple of times before because they didn’t like berries without color. That was a common thing, actually. Oceana wasn’t like that and her family didn’t like that she turned her back on them. We were in love and they couldn’t accept it. When you were born, she left to keep us safe. Your mother loves you all very much, and that is why she isn’t with us anymore. Do you understand?”

I looked at my kids who had been listening close to the story and they all nodded insecure. They understood. It wasn’t until that moment I realized that I too understood. She had really left us to keep us safe. And ever since she did return to her family, I hadn’t been harassed a single time. And my kids were as safe as any kid. “I still love  her” I said, not particulary for the kids to hear but since they were the only ones around they did.

Screenshot-983“There is a boy at our school who says his parents say we are freaks because we are colorless” Loquat said quietly.

Screenshot-981“It’s good mom is protecting us” Blizzard said and Loquat and Soda Pop nodded in agreement.

Screenshot-969Time passed by. Days became weeks and weeks became months. I wasn’t as tired anymore, even though I worked fulltime at the police now. Even though it was hard to accept, dad’s death had been a relief in a way. No more embarrassing mix-ups for his sake, and no more caring for him for my sake. He had finally found peace, and was finally with mom again. I don’t think he had ever managed to leave her side and had probably had one foot on the other side ever since she passed. Maybe he just stuck around long enough to see that I was doing okay with the kids. Would have been typically him, actually.

What I loved the most about my life was the goodnight stories. The triplets were all tucked down in their beds and the only light came from the lamp by Soda’s bed. There was excitement in the air and I remembered how much I had enjoyed reading when I was younger. Sharing that one passion with my kids was a fantastic thing. It usually didn’t take more than a few pages until the kids were all asleep and I could take a round, kissing them all on their foreheads. I didn’t know if it was the actual reading or the kissing part I liked the most, but I loved the nightly routine no matter.

Screenshot-984“I love you daddy” Loquat said during one of those nightly routines and the expression “my heart melted” suddenly became so real. I loved these little ones with all my heart and I would do whatever I had to in order to keep them safe. Oceana, Bluebell and Quince had all been right. Whatever I had to.


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