Heir Vote!

It’s time to choose the fifth generation heir! This time you will only be able to vote on Coral’s biological children, that means you have four choices: Yew, Rhubarb, Lavender or FrolyOnce you’ve voted the results are open for you to watch.

When voting for color I want you to pick your favorite two or three colors.  As per usual, the scores on the color vote will remain a secret.

If you want to, you can take a look at the Generational Rolls before placing your vote. The children will have somewhat different approaches to the rolls, decided by their traits and bios below.

Here are the possible heirs: *Note that hairs and clothes may be subject to change.*

yewYew Twist

Traits: Couch Potato, Heavy Sleeper, Mooch, Insane
Favorites: Hip Hop, Crêpes, Irish Green
Current Age: Teenager 

Yew never had an easy time making friends. Most of the time, he just hung around with his elder adoptive brother but once the family settled in Fondant Fields and it became clear that Lava was a vampire who had very specific needs and ideas, Yew was left alone. Being surrounded by the chaos that characterized the Twist family got to him and he started acting in ways that seemed odd to the ones around him. Yew himself could never understand why no one else saw what he saw or heard the things he heard. In fact, he never really realized that others around him didn’t. He was pretty much trapped in his own world where things were far more normal than in the real world around him. His oddness aside, Yew is an ambitious young man with his mind set on great discoveries. He is a master with words and know that he will one day reveal to everyone just how messed up the world can be.

rhubarbRhubarb Twist

Traits: Night Owl, Heavy Sleeper, Hates the Outdoors, Animal Lover
Favorites: Soul, Veggi Rolls, Irish Green
Current Age: Teenager 

Rhubarb is an introvert and calm young man. Despite the drama that surrounds his family he remains at peace with who he is and has found a way of channeling any doubts or worries that comes in to his life: writing. By putting words to all the craziness around him, Rhubarb manages to stay out of it. While it hurts him to see how much his siblings hurt, he never intervenes for he knows that his only way towards peace and a happy life lies in his capability of coping with what is around him. This does not mean that he is a heartless man, for he is really the opposite. Rhubarb has a huge heart for the ones who really needs it. He simply cannot help but to help creatures that seem helpless, be that his baby brothers, stray cats or dogs in town or even that poor girl who clearly fell for the wrong man. 

lavenderLavender Twist

Traits: Can’t stand art, Clumsy, Loser, Photographer’s Eye
Favorites: Roots, Cheesesteak, Spiceberry
Current Age: Teenager 

Being the only girl with five brothers isn’t very easy. Lavender knows this for she has grown up that way. It’s not so much the fact that there is a big difference between them due to their sex, but finding someone to be with is hard when you have five brothers who thinks that the person you’ve fallen in love with must pass all of their respective safety checks. She loves her brothers, but sometimes they tend to be a little too overprotective. Though, having to constantly fight for her own way has given her a mind of her own and her whole family – including herself – knows that when she wants something, she won’t leave without a fight. Unfortunately, she never seems to win any of those fights, so perhaps it is lucky that her brothers are there to help. 

frolyFroly Twist

Traits: Evil, Hopeless Romantic
Favorites: Chinese, Cobbler, Turquoise
Current Age: Child

Froly dreams of a life full with romantic encounters, happy love and marriage. Though, in his dreams he fails to realize that this is something that can only come out of a mutual agreement. To him, it seems that what is required for a happily ever after to happen is his own will and his own tries towards it. He may look like a kind and harmless person but once he gets his mind set on an idea he is willing to do anything to make it happen. Once he realizes his understanding of love and relationship isn’t exactly true for other’s understanding, it is already too late to make it right. While it does change him to a, perhaps, better person, it also means his life turns out far from how he had anticipated.

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Chapter 4.17: The future

I realized just before posting this chapter that its title may make you think that the newest expansion will be seen here. Such is not the case, sorry. 😉 This chapter simply contains a lot of story about the kids – who all, in a way – are the future of the Twist family. One of them definitely more than the others, but that will be up to you to choose. 

This chapter is written from a third person perspective. 


Screenshot-1395Mulberry was hiding up in Lava’s room. He didn’t like it very much when Froly had friends over. Or when anyone else in the family had friends over, for that matter. ‘Bows outside of the family always looked at him with such weird eyes. As if he was some kind of freak. Perhaps he was? It was true that he looked nothing like the rest of his family, or anyone else he knew for that matter. Yet, his mother and father always said that he was a miracle. But miracles should be something good and to him it didn’t seem as the world thought of him as good. More-so, it usually felt like he was from some other planet or something. He had asked his father about that at one time but he hadn’t wanted to hear anything of it. He had just said that Mulberry was his son and that they all loved him very much. Not much of an answer, was it?

Screenshot-1408“Your brother is weird” Hydrangea said to Froly, who couldn’t really disagree, even though he didn’t know what brother she referred to. Was it the vampire one, the crazy one or the alien? No matter, he sure had weird brothers. Rhubarb was probably the only one, except himself of course, who could be considered normal.

“It doesn’t matter because you will never marry them. You will marry me” he said and smiled.

Screenshot-1409“What? No, that’s gross!”

“Is not! I will give you pretty things and kiss you and we will have lots of fun and be in love” Froly declared. Despite his young age, he knew quite a bit about love after having grown up in a family where his parents never hesitated to show each other affection while the kids were around. Besides, he had read many stories and the strongest and coolest guy always got the girls he wanted. And he was cool and one day he would be strong, too.

Screenshot-1410“You know, being married is awesome and that is what people do sometimes when they’re in love and want kids. Mom and dad are not married even if they are in love, but it’s because they think it’s silly. But really, it’s not silly at all because it shows that you always want to be together. You will see, one day we will be married” Froly continued proudly, making it very clear that Hydrangea had little to say in the matter.

“You’re crazy Froly. We are related. You can’t marry your second cousin. That’s gross.”

“Is not. Just wait and see.”

Screenshot-1399Out on the front Lavender was busy playing with the puddles that the spring rain had brought. She loved it when the splashes sent drops to her face and she couldn’t contain her giggles as her clothes got wet from the rain water. “Hey aunt Tosca!” she cried when she caught sight of her aunt coming closer to the house, though she couldn’t for her life get herself from stop jumping around in the puddle.

Screenshot-1402Tosca barely managed to get a mumbling ‘Hey’ out before she had to bend over and puke. Lavender watched her curiously, she hadn’t seen a grownup throw up before and it made her a bit confused. When she was sick herself she always had to stay in bed and she couldn’t wrap her head around why Tosca wasn’t staying at home in her bed if she was sick.

Then Lavender thought that perhaps Tosca had come over to stay in a bed in their house because she didn’t want to infect little Sapling. Lavender still waited eagerly to get to see the baby. She liked babies and how small they were. They almost looked like dolls though her mother had said that you couldn’t keep them upside down like you could with dolls. Lavender knew that now because she was older, but when Froly had been a tiny little baby she had sometimes begged to get to play with him as her doll because he cried like real babies and that was way more fun than her silent dolls. Of course, she had known that he cried like a real baby because he was a real baby. It had just been a bit hard to understand why she couldn’t use him as a toy. That did not mean that she was stupid, thank you very much.

Screenshot-1403Yew, in his turn, was hanging out in the centre park in the shadows of the birch trees. Him and Sonic were engaged in a tight chess match. Yew liked it when Sonic found time in his busy schedule to hang out with him, though it was quite rare. Between school, after school activities and an extra job there was only so much time left. Sometimes Yew even considered going to school himself, though he always thought against it in the end. He was skilled with words already and he knew nothing else he needed to learn. At least not that he couldn’t learn outside of those school walls. 

Screenshot-1405“You’ll graduate soon” Yew said between and moved his pawn two steps forward. He couldn’t wait until Sonic was out from school and left with more time for him. It became quite lonely and boring only waiting for him to have some free-time. 

“And you’re celebrating your birthday” Sonic replies. “We should do something after that. Get out of here.”

Yew considered it for a moment. Get out of here? He had rarely even been here in the first place, though that also meant it wasn’t exactly his home. “Where would we go?”

Screenshot-1406Sonic smiled quickly before turning his attention back to the game. “We could go anywhere. Do anything. The world is the limit.”

A short moment of silence fell around them as Sonic contemplated his next move. For not going to school at all, Yew was awfully smart and played the game well. His brain seemed to work in ways not too common for the usual teenager and that was what Sonic liked about him. Yew was unique. “We could get a house in sunny place and spend our days on the beach, watch girls in their bikinis and just sip nectar” Sonic said after a while and smiled sheepishly. “And we could write. I know we both like writing.”

Yew smiled too, the idea didn’t seem too bad and he really did like writing. If he were ever to have a job, he wanted it to be with words. What else could he do?

Screenshot-1510Rhubarb held the little baby up in front of him. It was amazing, how one could be so small and yet look like a real person. Rhubarb liked children, he had always done, so when Salmon and Tosca asked him if he could babysit Sapling a few nights per week he had agreed on the spot. He enjoyed those nights. Watching Sapling sleep and perhaps write a bit. It was quiet in his uncle’s house when there was just him and Sapling there. And the cats, of course, but they made little noise. Rhubarb felt strangely a lot at home there and he thought that perhaps that was somewhat of a future he could see for himself. A little house, some cats and perhaps one day a kid. 

Screenshot-1511It wasn’t hard to care for babies. They were predictable. Food, clean diapers, lots of hugs and even more sleep. That kept them happy. They were like cats, in a way. With the obvious difference that they grew up, of course. But that was predictable still. He barely dared think about it, but yet Rhubarb thought that he would make a really good father one day. 

Screenshot-1509Salmon and Tosca were grateful for the help they got from Rhubarb and they made sure to praise him after every night. They knew, of course, that Rhubarb did it because he enjoyed it, but that didn’t mean that he wasn’t eligible for praise. 

Screenshot-1507And many nights, Rhubarb even stuck around after they had come home just because he enjoyed hearing them talk about the excitement in awaiting another baby. He liked being a small part of it. To drop name suggestions and hear them discuss what approach was better to eventually teach Sapling to speak. It was new to him because his own parents had never, as far as he knew, taught him or his siblings to speak. It had all come to them anyway.

Screenshot-1513Tosca went in to labor one night when Rhubarb was there and it was a big experience for him. She wailed so loud that she awoke little Sapling and Rhubarb couldn’t for his life figure how she would ever be able to get through those pains. It was so obvious that it was troublesome and uncle Salmon almost carried his wife out the door that night. 

He sat on their couch waiting, anxious to hear from them about the new baby. Sapling was easy to put to sleep again and while Rhubarb got no sleep that night, Sapling didn’t seem to understand that his life was about to change too and slept peacefully the whole night. The next afternoon Salmon got back home, announcing that they had got another perfectly healthy little baby boy. It made Rhubarb surprisingly happy and when Salmon also revealed that they had, in fact, chosen one of the names Rhubarb had suggested, Cosmo, he was even happier.

Screenshot-1517Lavender met the news of her new little cousin with mixed feelings. Cosmo had been born on the same day as herself and she now feared that he would overshine her own birthday. Though, no matter if he took the spotlight it felt good to be a teenager because she had really longed for it. She saw boyfriends, kisses, parties and loads of fun in her own future.

Screenshot-1502It was also getting closer to Lava’s birthday and a few days before, Thunderbird decided to check in on him. It was unbelievable that his son was already about to face the world on his own. Thunderbird had regretted so many times that he didn’t simply put Soda Pop out once their son was born, but even though Soda Pop was a lethal and horrible vampire, Thunderbird couldn’t stand the thought of killing her. He couldn’t stand the thought of killing anyone. But he hated her for keeping him from Lava. He hated that he had to be there and keep her in shack instead of raising his son. Berry should know that a teenage vampire could have needed his father. Now, Lava was nearly all grown up and Thunderbird didn’t know him, and likewise, Lava knew little of Thunderbird.

Though, even if Lava knew little of Thunderbird firsthand, he knew quite a bit from the information Soda Pop gave him. As such, he knew that Thunderbird frowned upon the actual vampirism and that he tried to persuade Soda to refrain from drinking blood. It sounded an awful lot like what his own parents tried to push upon him and that said quite a bit. He was who he was, after all. Despite that, Lava was still curious on his biological father since he too was a vampire. There was surely things Lava could learn from him, even if he advocated another kind of life than what Lava wanted for himself.

“Hello son” Thunderbird said as he entered Lava’s room a few days before his birthday. Looking around, Thunderbird could see that not much had happened in the room since he had first left Lava there. Not surprising, since the family had just recently returned to Fondant Fields. Just because Lava being left in their care. Coral and Berrian had surely done everything in their power to provide a better life for Lava.

Screenshot-1345“What are you doing here?” Lava wondered. He found himself curious, though Soda Pop consistently tried to keep him on edge. She had her suspicions on why Thunderbird had decided to go visit Lava and she did not like it one bit. Lava was her son. Thunderbird had just been a piece in her game. Thunderbird said something about congratulating his son on his birthday. And something about missing him. Though the real reason for his visit was something entirely different.

“I heard you have a girlfriend now” Thunderbird said. Soda Pop hadn’t managed to keep it a secret and the mere existence of a human girlfriend in a teenage vampire’s life was enough to send chills through Thunder’s body. 

“Raindrop” Lava declared with pride in his voice. To him, it didn’t matter that Raindrop was hypnotized in to the relation. She was still his girlfriend.

“And how is that working out for you?”

“Just fine, thank you” Lava said, hearing Soda Pop cursing at Thunderbird inside his head. It was confusing to talk to them both at once. 

“She’s a human” Thunderbird said and wrinkled his brows. “You must be careful. You’re so much stronger than her.”

“Not for much longer” Lava smiled. The four words were enough for Thunderbird to take a step back. The few words revealed so much. Not for much longer. Thunderbird knew exactly what it meant and the reason behind Soda Pop’s strong wish for a baby suddenly crashed down on him. She had never wanted a family. She wanted an army. And Lava was just an easy way to get there. His tries of talking sense in to Lava after the realization were useless. Lava was determined already. Brainwashed, if you so wish. Thunderbird left the Twist home beaten that day. He was the only one who could even hope to put a stop to the two and he needed a new plan. Even though Lava had been raised in a home full of love, he had become exactly the young man Thunderbird feared he would be. 

Screenshot-1500Lava felt confused that night. Though, he had decided. Two more days, then he would be out of there. He would leave the family he had always been living with to be with his biological parents. And Raindrop would be his forever. It had been Soda Pop’s idea initially, but it had appealed to Lava instantly. Raindrop hadn’t complained when he told her either. She would be a good vampire.

Lava sneaked in to Lavender’s room that night. She was the only one of his younger sibling’s who slept on the upper floor and whom he could get to without risking to wake their parents up. Lavender looked so at peace where she slept in her bed and Lava sat down on her bed. Soda Pop had tried convincing him to turn them all. She wanted their whole family to be together but Lava simply couldn’t. He loved the idea of a big vampire clan, of a town of vampires, but he couldn’t let his siblings go through it. He cared for them all too much. They were who they were, and he was who he was. They were no vampires. He would never let Soda Pop get them. Anyone else was fine, but not his family.

Screenshot-1516Lava aged up two days later and he left his old home before anyone else had woken up. There was a lump in his throat but he tried to suppress it. He was way too much different to them, they would all be better apart. And he had such an exciting future ahead of him. He and his real mother would create amazing things together, starting with Raindrop.

“Welcome, son” his mother smiled when he got to her house. Their house. His new home.

Chapter 4.16: Born to be

First of all I just want to thank you all for sticking around and reading and commenting. I love you all!

Next, I want you to know that some of this chapter will be written from a third-person point of view. When that is the case the text will be in italic and I hope it won’t be too confusing. When the text is not in italic we are reading from Coral’s point of view. The reason is that some things in this chapter happens outside of Coral’s knowledge. I hope it will make sense. 🙂


Screenshot-1390Lava had hoped that coming back to Fondant Fields would finally give him the opportunity to get a real friend. Someone who wasn’t his crazy brother Yew. It had pained him when he realized that the kids in Fondant Fields were far from accepting towards ‘bows who fell outside the norm. It seemed like despite the fact that a lot had happened since Lava’s ancestor Marshmallow Puff was frowned upon for being colorless, the town was still plagued with little understanding for those ‘bows who were not “normal”. But Lava had really tried to seem normal, still it had only taken a few days for the teenagers in Fondant Fields to see through him. After that he was the freak. No one wanted to be friends with the freak.

He really tried. He wanted to make his family happy and he knew that Coral and Berrian’s worst fear was that he would fall for his vampirism and become more like his biological mother. So he had tried for all of his life to be normal. To not be a vampire. Though, it was hard when the only one really accepting him for who he was, was Soda Pop – his biological mother. Everyone else just tried to get him to suppress himself. 

Screenshot-1389“I don’t want to be your friend, you fudging freak!” Raindrop cried when Lava for the hundredth time tried to get close to her. It pained him, knowing that it was because of his vampirism he had trouble getting along with anyone. He scared them because he wasn’t like them. Raindrop left the park along with the rest of the teenagers who had come to hang out and Lava was left alone. 

He had never felt lonelier than he did in Fondant Fields, and this was supposed to be their home. No one understood him. It made it hard to ignore the attempts Soda Pop made to communicate with him. She understood what he was going through and she accepted him for the vampire he was.

Screenshot-1400When Raindrop and the other teenagers had left the park Lava sat down on the swings. It was far too common for him to be left on his own like this. Much more common than he would have liked it to be. He couldn’t understand what he was doing wrong. All his life he had followed Berrian and Coral’s words, really doing his best to fit in and be normal. He didn’t want to be a monster, neither did he want to be a freak. Though, it seemed like despite his effort that was exactly what his peers thought of him. 

“You know, you could always make them like you.” Lava didn’t even bother looking around to find the source of the voice for he knew very well that it was only present in his own head. He knew the voice very well, it was one that he had tried to shut out for the most part of his life since it belonged to the woman he had always been told to stay away from. Not that it had done him any good so far. He was simply a confused, angry and lonely teenager.

“You can do whatever you want. You have the power. You’re a vampire, not a freak. Let me teach you” the voice continued and since Lava was sick and tired of always losing he finally caved in. He would no longer suppress his vampirism, instead he would embrace it. He would be the boy he was born to be.

Screenshot-1362It wasn’t hard to see why Lava decided to just use his vampirism instead of suppressing it after all the hurt his peers made him go through. Being who he was born to be was simply so much easier than trying to be someone else. So, after accepting the fact that he was a vampire he followed the teenagers to the town centre. As expected, he wasn’t very welcome and as expected, Raindrop was the one to let him know. Lava didn’t know for sure, but he thought that Raindrop’s opinions weighed heavy in the teenager group and there was also something about her that he really liked. So, Lava went for Raindrop. If he could make her like him, easier times would follow.

“Didn’t we ask you to go away” Raindrop snarled and barely looked at him when she spoke.

“I just want us to be friends” Lava replied and did his best to not look victorious just yet. Though, he knew, even if he had never tried, that Raindrop would never be able to resist. He was strong. He could feel it.

“Well, I don’t want to be your friend. I just want you to stay the fudge away from me. You freak.”

Screenshot-1363Hearing Raindrop once again calling him freak was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Without knowing exactly what he was doing Lava fixed his eyes on Raindrop. Inside his head Soda Pop told him exactly what to say, all while chuckling victoriously. 

“I think you actually want to be my friend. In fact, you actually like me very much” Lava said, copying the words from Soda Pop.

Screenshot-1364Raindrop was lost in Lava’s eyes. Her mouth slowly opened, revealing a perfect set of white teeth. Even though she didn’t typically want to listen to what he was telling her, it was impossible not to. ‘I actually want to be his friend and I actually do like him quite a lot’ she thought to herself, confused to why she had failed to see that before. 

Screenshot-1365Blueberry who had been sitting right next to the two, trying to get the last part of his homework done, jumped up at the sight of how Lava seemed to harass Raindrop. “What part of leave us alone didn’t you understand you freak?!” he yelled and hit Lava hard on the shoulder. Blueberry wasn’t usually a fighter, neither was he a tough ‘bow. Though, he liked Raindrop a lot and would do anything he could to keep her safe.

Screenshot-1368“You really think you can tell me what to do?” Lava growled once he was done with Raindrop and crouched at Blueberry’s legs, showing off his pointy fangs. It was not something he would have done an hour ago, but the newly found strength in being a vampire had changed him. It was powerful to see Blueberry shake in fear as Lava threatened him. And it was powerful to see how Raindrop looked at him with admiring eyes instead of disgust.

Being a vampire was far better than being a freak.

Screenshot-1370It didn’t take much effort to get poor Blueberry to pass out. He had always known that Lava was a freak and a monster, but he had never seen it so up close before and naturally, it scared him. Before dropping to the ground, he saw his life pass before his eyes, so sure that Lava would rip him in parts, ending his miserable life just there and then.

Screenshot-1343After that night, Lava made it a habit to now and then remind Raindrop about the fact that she liked him. Perhaps it wasn’t friendship in its right meaning, but it was a lot better than feeling lonely. 

Though, it shall be said that Soda Pop had something completely different from friendship in mind. For now, Lava shut those words out, but he was also afraid that she was right. Friendship, or even romance, would never be enough. He wanted Raindrop by his side, forever. That was the only way he, and his biological mother, had any chance of changing Fondant Field’s opinion on vampires.


Coral’s POV:

Screenshot-1337We had pretty much settled back home in Fondant Fields by the time Froly was born. He was a small child, much smaller than the rest of his siblings had ever been. Though, despite that, he still came with the same amount of love in to our family.

It was scary feeling at home in the house and town for I knew mother was out there, biding her time. Lava would never be safe here, we all knew that. Still, we stayed. For the rest of the children would feel better having their aunts and their uncle around. And having a real, stable home gave them all the time to get some friends.

Screenshot-1344In fact, Lava was the one who first got himself a friend. The girl who he decided to befriend was by no means unknown to us since it was Celeste’s (Watermelon’s best friend’s) daughter Raindrop. Their friendship would never have been a possibility had we not decided to stay in Fondant Fields, for then they would never have met in the first place. It was easy to tell when you looked at Lava that he treasured the friendship with Raindrop and it did us all good to see him grow in to a teenager with friends, just like any teenager. It was almost possible to forget about his vampirism that way.

Screenshot-1334Screenshot-1335And our little miracle baby Mulberry grew in a steady pace too. It felt as though he had just recently came in to our family but already was he grabbing things on his own and seemed to be aware of his surroundings. Seeing Mulberry grow made me realize I would never get used to their aging. It really was a magic experience. In a way, it felt like yesterday that I met Berrian for the first time, but in another way it felt like he and our family had always been a part of my life. I felt at home with them all by my side.

Screenshot-1383Lavender was a lot different from her brothers. She reminded me so much of the Romeo and Berrian I had first got to know. She was just as eager for new experiences as Romeo had always been and just like him, she was a perky little girl. It was impossible to keep the names of her new friends straight and it surprised me every time she brought someone new home. We never forced her, or any of the other kids, to school – yet Lavender went there of her own will for she wanted to meet new friends and learn new things.

“This is my home” she declared proudly once any of her friends had made their way in to our home. In contrast to her elder brothers, Lavender didn’t seem to remember much of the life before when we moved from town to town, never being able to call any single place our home. To her it seemed like this house in Fondant Fields with pictures of our ancestors covering the walls was her only home. Or perhaps she so proudly presented this like her home because she had missed having a stable place to grow up. Whatever reason, I saw so clearly in her that it did my children good with some stability. And so far so good.

Screenshot-1385Lavender jumped head first in to every new game her friends taught her. The sound of her giggles were more common than any other sound in the house and we all grew accustomed to it. Nearly to the point where we all found it strange when Lavender’s happiness failed to echo between the walls.

Even though Lavender had played rock-paper-scissors several times, she seemed to always lose. Despite that, she still found it fun to play.

Screenshot-1386Though, upon losing she never failed to look surprised. “You cheated!” she always complained afterwards whereby most of her friends would deny with a giggle. Macchiato, however, did not. “Let’s play again” he said and smiled victoriously.

“I lost again” Lavender sighed once the game was over and Macchiato laughed at her. “You cheat, don’t you?” Lavender asked, starting to lose the interest in the game since Macchiato didn’t seem to laugh with her but more-so at her.

Screenshot-1387Before Macchiato had time to clear himself Lava had stormed down the stairs to support his sister. “You better treat my sister nice or I’ll show you!” he growled with his fangs exposed. Macchiato stopped laughing in an instant and stammered something inaudible in response.

“Ah, stop it Lava!” Lavender cried. By now, she was getting sick and tired of her elder brothers constantly coming to her rescue whenever they thought she needed it. So far, she hadn’t needed it a single time and all their rescue plans did was to scare her friends away. This time was no exception and Macchiato was soon on his way home and Lavender knew she had most likely lost yet another friend. It made her sad, though she didn’t let it get to her for she was happy to have her brothers around even if they were berryholes sometimes.

Screenshot-1393Yew talked a lot about one of the friends he had made upon returning to Fondant Fields. His name was Sonic and from what Yew told us he was a creative person who played a lot with words. Apparently he worked a lot outside of school so he was busy most of the times, which meant it was hard for Yew to bring him home for introductions. Not that it mattered, the important part was that he had someone by his side. I knew exactly how important friends were, for Romeo had been a lifesaver to me. Knowing that my kids had friends on their own made me incredibly happy and I looked forward to them all sharing experiences and memories with me eventually.

Screenshot-1372Though Rhubarb preferred sticking to himself or to hang out with any of the younger boys. That was perfectly fine too. It was after all what I myself had done for most of my life too, before I met Romeo and Berrian. Besides, it was a great help having Rhubarb feeding the toddlers or changing their diapers. It left me with more time to care for the garden.

And get a job. I never thought that day would come when I got myself a job but now that we were more or less stationed in Fondant Fields we needed extra money to pay the bills. Berrian could no longer search for treasures to sell so I signed up for a job. In fact, Romeo fixed it for me. It consisted of looking at different pieces of art and tell whether it was an original piece or simply a copy. In the future there could be the possibility to appraise it too, but for that I needed more experience.

Screenshot-1373So, while I worked and Berrian cared for the house and the younger kids, Rhubarb helped him. He seemed to be especially fond of Froly, which was good for Berrian was definitely more fond of his little miracle baby. I understood – it was after all the only baby he had carried himself for several months – though I still found it a bit annoying. You weren’t supposed to play favorites with your kids. They were all equal.

Screenshot-1379Little Froly grew bigger for each day too and while I loved seeing him become a ‘bow with his own personality and interests it pained me to realize that he was the last child I would get to watch grow. Me and Berrian had never discussed how many kids we wanted or if we even wanted kids, yet it had been exciting and welcome every time a new child came in to our lives. But now, we were both getting old and it was fairly certain that our time had passed. There would be no more offsprings from us.

It shouldn’t have bothered me like it did for we had the most perfect family one could have wished for. But yet, it did.

Screenshot-1382I was so happy with my children and the berries they were becoming. In many senses they were so alike each other, and in other they were so different. We were a family for sure, and I loved it.

Rhubarb was growing in to such a calm and collected young man. It was peaceful to see because my own life had always been surrounded with drama. But Rhubarb seemed to shut any hint of drama out. He was always polite and always so thoughtful. Perhaps he would be a big thinker one day.

Screenshot-1380He sat on his own a lot of the time, writing stories or journal entries. He seemed determined to put words to all the feelings and happenings that were part of his life and I felt so proud when I watched him. This was far from anything that we could have encouraged him in to if we had tried to intervene with his aging. Neither me or Berrian were any beings of words, but still Rhubarb had found his peace in just that. He was growing in to exactly the man he was born to be.

Screenshot-1374The few times when he weren’t either writing at home or taking care of his younger brothers, he went out to the centre park where several stray cats roamed around. Like Bittersweet (who by that time had seven cats) Rhubarb had a really big heart and he did what he could to provide a better life for those poor stray cats.

Screenshot-1378I know I’ve said it many times already, but I was so proud of my family. So, so proud. Of each and every one of the kids.


So, that’s pretty much Lava’s story. He is soon a YA and will therefore soon move out of the house. You’ve also got to know the rest of the kids a bit better. I hope to have a mini-chapter from Yew’s POV out before the heir vote, but I’m not sure if I manage because I have so much school work to do. Hopefully. The Family Pictures page is updated with this generation’s picture.

Chapter 4.15: Impossible

Screenshot-1350I was going sick with worry when we lost Berrian, of course. I paced around our tiny little camper, forbidding any of the kids to even step outside until I knew it was safe out there. Occasionally I sat looking towards the sky, trying to understand who or what was behind Berrian’s abduction. The answers I came up with was just about equally frightening.

Screenshot-1351Lava was great during these days. “He’ll be back, I’m sure” he said comforting and even though I knew that he couldn’t possibly know anything about it, it felt good.

Yew and Rhubarb didn’t understand it like Lava did. Perhaps because they had not witnessed their father disappearing in the night as we had. But they asked, every day Berrian was not with us they asked. “Where is daddy?” “When is dad coming home?” And what could I say? I didn’t know. Was it better to be honest and tell them that or was it better to lie to protect them? I hated not knowing and I hated the fact that Berrian was not here to make the decision with me.

“I don’t know” I answered truthfully in the end. At least truth would not come back to haunt me, and perhaps we could all help each other to get through it.

I can’t tell you how we did get through it, but the three days Berrian was gone felt like an eternity. But then on the third day he just stood there outside the camper, smiling his typical adventurous smile. He looked happy.

“I was so worried!” I cried and threw myself in his arms. Berrian held me close and stroke my hair but constantly smiled behind my back. While I had been worrying sick he had just experienced the adventure of his life and since I knew him so well, I understood that he was happy about what had happened. Especially since he seemed to be just fine.

Screenshot-1352 Screenshot-1353The kids all hugged him too for just as me, they had all missed him. And of course, they had been worried too. Little Rhubarb followed his father around for a few days afterwards, refusing to let him out of his sight. I would have done the same thing if I could, though I needed to take care of my own things as well. Gardening and kids, mostly.

A few weeks after Berrian’s return he started having horrible stomach pains. It, no doubt, worried me. And in all honesty, it seemed to worry him too. “I don’t know what they did up there” he confessed and described how they had run several tests on him. He showed no sign of regret or fear, though, and perhaps it was still an adventure to him. To me, it was just worrying. Nothing else. And I hated the fact that I now had to worry for both Berrian and Lava. It was a hard job.

Days passed and Berrian’s pains did not go away. In the end I succumbed and decided we needed to go to the only doctor I would ever trust – Tosca.

Screenshot-1327It was the first time we went back to Fondant Fields in many years and it was weird being back. It honestly scared me like crazy for it was an idiotic opening for mother to get to Lava, but Berrian needed care and my herbs had done no good. So we went back home. Mother’s pride stood shining in its yellow color like it had always done. It was impossible to understand that no one had lived in that house for years. It looked so cared for, which meant Bittersweet, Salmon and Watermelon had all been visiting it frequently to keep it in shack. For times like this, when me and my family needed to go back. I loved them so much for everything they did for me.

Screenshot-1302Berrian’s stomach pains had gotten worse for each day and by the time we came back to Fondant Fields, he himself was quite worried too. It was hard to believe his story about aliens running “tests” on him, but then again our oldest son was a vampire – so it wasn’t like supernaturals was a completely new phenomenon to us.

Screenshot-1333Tosca and Salmon came over to our house as soon as we asked them and I like to think that it was mainly because they had missed us and just secondly because Berrian needed their help. Seeing their familiar, smiling faces was a blessing. I had missed them so much during the last few years and just seeing them in the same house as me again made me fall in to tears. However, our welcoming ceremony didn’t last very long for Berrian suddenly had awful cramps in his stomach and had to go lie down. Tosca followed him in to the bedroom to take a look at him.

She poked his stomach at various spots and Berrian ouched and aowed when necessary. All the time I stood anxiously by the side of the bed and my eyes played ping-pong between Tosca and my man. “It’s impossible” Tosca mumbled once she had taken a step back from Berrian and I stared at her wondering exactly what it was that was impossible.

“It really can’t be. Unless it was impossible, I’d say you’re pregnant” she said with a tone that revealed that she didn’t believe her own words.

“So that was what they did” Berrian mumbled in response, as though the fact of him (HIM!) being pregnant wasn’t the most shocking news we’d had since Lava came in to our lives.

Screenshot-1306No matter how shocking it was, it soon became clear that Tosca was right. I recognized many of my own symptoms in Berrian and did what I could to repay the favors he had been doing me during my pregnancies. That included cooking the weirdest types of food. Spaghetti and Ice cream? Don’t ask, he simply needed it. It also included foot massage (which can’t have been nearly as bad as for him to give it to me after a life of walking around bare foot) and back massages. And sex. I don’t get the ‘bows who refrain from having sex during pregnancies, and luckily Berrian didn’t either. There’s nothing so relaxing as giving yourself completely to your partner.

With Berrian pregnant and us having no clue of what that meant or what would happen we decided that, despite mother, we would be safer in Fondant Fields where Tosca could come check on Berrian if needed, than on the road. While it was scary to think that we were in the same town as mother again, it still felt good. I was in the same town as Bittersweet too, and boy had I missed her!

Screenshot-1309I tried to be supporting as Berrian’s belly swelled up and I really tried to not think it was weird. I liked to think that whatever was thrown upon us was just there to deal with. And we did. But I’ll admit it was tough and I was scared about it. Berrian was too, of course. Neither of us had heard about male pregnancies before and just the thought of the actual delivery was enough to get the most strong-willed person freak out. We simply refrained from thinking too much about it.

The whole situation got even more delicate when we discovered that I, too, was pregnant.

Screenshot-1360 Screenshot-1361On top of that, Yew started showing signs of being a bit… strange. It wasn’t weird considering the family situation we had. Knowing that your brother is a vampire and discovering that your father was abducted and pollinated by aliens could do that to anyone. I saw him talking to himself at times, but not as the regular “Where did I put that?” but whole conversations. And when he entered such a conversation it was nearly impossible to get in touch with him. I could practically stand right in front of him, waving my hands before his face without him noticing me.

We didn’t do too much about it, simply figured it was a phase he was going through. We knew that somehow personality problems had a way of solving themselves once you found out who you really were and what you wanted of life. Whatever was going on in Yew’s head was clearly a part of him finding himself. No matter of his strange personality he was perfect – just like all of our kids.

Screenshot-1307In fact, Rhubarb too had a way of playing and talking to someone clearly only he could see. It was probably more common in his age though to have imaginary friends than it was in Yew’s. Perhaps it was a result of never having a real home and the chance to make actual real friends that did this to my children. Perhaps it was something completely different. Most likely it was nothing to worry about.

Screenshot-1313When it was time for Berrian to deliver his baby he freaked out. In all the years we had been together, I had never seen him so scared or so pained. It was weird almost knowing what he was feeling but then at the same time have no clue. We did not know what to expect, how was the baby supposed to get out? Was it even a baby in there?

“Aaaarrrhhaaaa!” Berrian cried and I laid my arms around his shoulders, breathing with him while calling for Lava to call Tosca.

Screenshot-1311Tosca never had time to get to our house, and even if she had done so, I don’t know what she would have done about it. She was just a doctor, not a midwife. She never had time to get to us, for just a few minutes after the pains had hit a strange green glow sparkled around Berrian’s swollen stomach. He tried to grab his belly, curious and scared to what was happening but the green glow laid like a shell around the stomach preventing Berrian from touching himself. It honestly freaked me out too but I tried not to show any fear. We would get through this, we got through everything together.

Screenshot-1315A few moments later the green glow disappeared again and a little boy, looking surprisingly normal, crawled through a hole in Berrian’s stomach, placing itself in his arms. The whole then healed with a speed that was out of this world and Berrian soon stood with a little green skinned baby in his arms, showing no signs of having been pregnant just minutes ago. It was completely surreal and amazing.

“I… I am a mother now” Berrian said and a warm smile spread in his face. He had always loved all of his children, but I could tell that there was something special about this little one. It wasn’t weird at all. He had, after all, carried this one inside him for several months. They knew each others heartbeats and each others rhythms. I knew exactly how it felt.

“Can I see him?” I whispered and Berrian carefully handed me the baby. He was so light in my arms. And he looked at me with his huge black eyes and I realized that you needed not to deliver a baby yourself to feel like it was yours. To feel that you would love it with what power you could. This was my son, even if it wasn’t.

“I want to call him Mulberry” Berrian said and hugged us both. It wasn’t a name I would have picked for him but it was a nice name. Mulberry Twist – our supernatural and impossible little miracle.

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