Generation Finale: Belonging

Screenshot-1638Gone.

Just like that, gone.

It had been weeks since we realized that Lava had gone missing and we had made the entire town search for him. The searches only led us to the conclusion that Lava had, in fact, left on his own will. After everything we had done for him, after all the love – he had still just left without saying goodbye. He was with mother now. We had seen it ourselves when we went there to ask for him. And he was not coming back home. It pained me to admit, but he seemed happy there. With mother, Thunderbird and Raindrop.

I did my best to stay strong for the rest of my family but it was hard. I had lost a son. Berrian had lost a son. And our kids had all lost a brother. It wasn’t strange that we all felt bad about it. Our family wasn’t whole without Lava. We really missed him.

In a strange way, this what pretty much what me and Berrian wanted of our kids. We wanted them to grow up and make choices for themselves, be who they wanted to be and make any mistakes themselves and learn from them. I hoped that Lava would learn that being with mother was a mistake before it was too late. And even if a part of me thought that we had done everything we could with Lava, I still wondered if we could have done more?

We learned from it. We learned that we could always do more in telling our kids about who we saw them as and better at treasuring them for who they were. Accepting that they were different and that it was something good. With Lava, we had done everything we could to make him live outside of his vampirism and that had clearly not worked. That was why he was with mother now, he wanted to be a vampire.

Screenshot-1636And because Lava had run away from us, we realized that we needed to tell Mulberry of who he was. What it was that made him different from us and from his siblings. It would do us no good dodging his questions. He deserved to know. He needed to know, in order to grow up and be satisfied with himself. And that was why Berrian bought home a telescope and told Mulberry to stay up late. He was going to show him.

I watched as Berrian guided Mulberry towards the telescope and a rush of love flowed through me as he put his own hands on top of Mulberry’s and gazed up in the sky together with him. “There are so many stars” Mulberry said fascinated.

“And planets” Berrian added. “I was there once.”

“You were?” Mulberry had a hard time believing it, I could tell. He was always very careful and quiet, our youngest son, and he was not much for stories or fantasies. He was, in fact, a very down-to-earth and hands-on little guy. He believed in facts, nothing else.

Screenshot-1637“And you are from there, too” Berrian continued. “Somewhere out there, on a planet where the trees are yellow and purple and where there is no grass and the waters are almost green. And almost every one living there has the same green skin color as you do. And they have those big, beautiful dark eyes. Just like you.”

“So I don’t belong here?” Mulberry had a  sad tone to his voice and Berrian instantly placed his hand on his back in a comforting gesture.

“Just because you’re not from here doesn’t mean you don’t belong here. You’re my son and I love you. And Coral loves you too.”

“Is she not my mother?” Mulberry asked and glanced over towards where I was sitting. It stung a bit, but it was not him pushing me away. He simply tried to understand.

“She is not your biological mother, but she is still your mother” Berrian explained.

Screenshot-1635“It’s so big up there” Mulberry said after a while. Berrian had left him on his own to discover the endless and mighty night sky, though we were still seated just next to him. He needed us at this time, and we were not to let him down.

“Can I ever go and see that planet?” Mulberry asked later and I did not know what to answer. Was it even possible?

“We don’t know how to get there” Berrian confessed. “I wish I could take you, but I don’t know how. They picked me up and brought me there and I don’t know how. Perhaps they will pick you up at some point, too.”

“I hope so, I think I’d like it there. With all the stars,” Mulberry said and went back to gazing up towards the stars. I hated the thought of Mulberry leaving to be with his kind. It was far too alike what Lava had done and if it was true that me and Berrian failed to meet our kids for who they were, that would be the biggest failure of my life. I hated to think about the world as a place only for the ones who fit the norm. I surely hoped that we had come longer than that. My ancestors hadn’t fought for nothing, had they?

Screenshot-1644And it was around the same time that Yew told me and Berrian about the plans he had together with Sonic of moving to a new town once he had celebrated his birthday. I mean, we wanted our kids to discover life and all the possibilities offered, but I had hoped they would all do it a bit closer to me. I hated the thought of them all leaving me. I needed them.

Yet, I couldn’t do anything but encourage the dreams they had. And because of that, I smiled when Yew said he was looking for a house. I smiled even though the thought of him being an eternity from us broke my heart. I had always treasured family and therefore it hurt to think that ours were breaking apart. Be it that it was of free will and for the better of my kids, but we would no longer be together.

Screenshot-1641I spent as much time as I could with Yew in the time leading up to his birthday and I learned a lot of it. Mostly about him and his dreams, but also about things I’d rather not think about.

Yew had a habit of documenting his life, and the walls of his rooms were covered in pictures he had taken around town. Every now and then he switched them around to show some new happenings or new experiences. It was a way of following his life when I went in there to watch the pictures. One day a new, big photo had taken a place on the wall. At first, I didn’t understand what it was that I saw, but slowly it became clear to me that Yew’s newest picture was of Raindrop. And she looked just like a vampire. She had the glowing eyes and the bite mark on her neck. It scared me. I knew a bit about vampires by now and I knew for instance that one did not simply become a vampire. Someone had turned her, and I figured that someone was most likely my son.

Screenshot-1643I thought about the meaning of it by myself at first, but couldn’t for my life figure out what it meant. Lava had most likely turned his friend. But was it her wish? Was it Lava’s wish? Was it perhaps mother’s wish? And why would anyone want to turn a sweet girl like Raindrop? Whatever reason, it scared me.

Berrian said it was nothing. Raindrop and Lava wanted to be together so naturally she had to become a vampire too, but I wasn’t so convinced.

A while later we saw another vampire in town. It wasn’t someone I knew or had typically noticed before but it was a vampire for sure.

Screenshot-1642I discussed the matter with my siblings too. It worried me to no end that new vampires were seen around town and I was fairly certain (though, I couldn’t know for sure) that it was mother and Lava who was behind it all. I tried to get in touch with Thunderbird but he never answered my calls.

Watermelon was worried too. After living with Celeste and her children for all these years they had become her family. Now, Raindrop was a vampire and that meant they had lost one of their daughters. And Bittersweet told me that she sometimes heard sneaking outside her house in the nights. She worried for her dogs but not for herself. And Salmon, he worried of course. He worried as much as I did, for he had kids too. Two young sons who he would do anything to protect. He had a family of his own and he wouldn’t let anything hurt it. But we all agreed that we knew little about how to protect ourselves from vampires, should we ever need it. All we had done previously was to run from it.

Even Lavender, who couldn’t have remembered much of how we previously moved around to get away from mother, worried. “Will we have to move again?” she wondered and I didn’t know what to answer because I didn’t know myself yet. I could not understand what it all meant.

Screenshot-1645Yew celebrated his birthday much too soon. I was still wrapped up in my worry of what had become of Lava and the rising of the vampires in our town. So far, they didn’t seem as a direct threat but I worried what might become of it. I worried so much that I forgot to think about Yew’s aging and his upcoming move. And so one day he just stood there in front of us, all grown up. “I’m leaving now” he said and gave Berrian a piece of paper with his new address on it.

Berrian looked so sad when he watched our son leave the house and I almost thought he would start to cry. I almost started to cry, too. Our first-born, already grown up and ready to live his life. “Isla Caramello” Berrian whispered and showed me the address. “That’s light years from here.”

Screenshot-1646He was right. Isla Caramello was a far way from here and that meant we would get to see our son far less often than we would have wanted. I couldn’t contain myself and ran through the front door only to shout after him: “Don’t forget to call and write. We will miss you!” Yew stopped before the taxi that awaited him and turned around to look at me. He opened his arms and invited me in to a hug.

“I’ll be fine” he said comforting. “And you’ll be too. I’ll write often. I like to write.”

“See you, son” I said and let him go. It was time for him to chase his own dreams. We would all be fine.


Challenge notes: This is the end of Coral’s generation and next chapter will be written from Yew’s POV. Coral hasn’t fulfilled her Deadbeat Parents roll yet so we will see more of Yew’s siblings. In my game they are all living in the same house in Isla Paradiso, but story-wise Yew lives with Sonic in IP while Coral and the rest of the family is still in Fondant Fields. This will all be connected story-wise eventually. It will hopefully make sense by then.

Also, I haven’t written much about Coral’s career at all but she has really been slacking in-game, too. She’s just not a working-type. 

I’m going to England 16th to 30th of November and have no gaming computer there. Therefore, Yew’s story won’t start until I get back home. I have something very special planned for this generation and hopefully it will be worth the wait! 🙂

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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.

Chapter 4.14: Time will teach you

Screenshot-1279We moved from Egypt before feeling too settled down. Before gaining friends and before mother could track us down. It was convenient to have a mobile home, but it was sad to not be able to settle anywhere. I liked most places we went to, even though my usual day consisted of sitting outside the camper keeping a close eye at my children. I didn’t explore the places as I used to for my only priority was keeping the family safe. For now, that meant we had to move from town to town, from country to country, to make sure mother never found us. And I did it because I had to, not because it was something I desperately wanted to.

In other circumstances, it would have been the perfect life for us. It suited our family well. It was just sad that we couldn’t make our own decisions.

Screenshot-1282Rhubarb grew up not having a single place to call home. Before his third birthday, he had visited more countries and places than the regular ‘bow did in a lifetime. Hopefully that would only do him good.

Screenshot-1283Despite me being down and obsessed with just keeping the family safe, the kids seemed to develop just fine. I suppose Berrian did a good job in encouraging them to find themselves, and especially Lava thrived in the heightened skills he had as a vampire. I sat and watched them play for full days, and yet it was hard for me to remember what they had actually been doing. What I did remember though, was how many strangers had passed on the little road going behind our camper for I was sure each and every one of them were there to steal my children and I was prepared to do whatever I had to, to prevent it.

But still, Lava, Yew and Rhubarb grew and started to finding parts of their identity. And even in the state I was, I found it thrilling to follow them as they did. During my good times I enjoyed picturing Lava as a professional athlete or Yew as a successful writer.

Screenshot-1284For Yew, he was a far more quiet kid than Lava was and even though he tried to keep up with his brother’s games it wasn’t hard to see that he didn’t enjoy it as much. In the good times, I looked forward to see when he would break through and really start doing his own thing. Though, in a way it was probably hard for the way we lived offered little safety and calm moments. As of such, the skills all our children would first master had to do with an outdoor way of life and adventures. But it mattered little for I knew that no matter how we lived or where we lived they would eventually find themselves and what they really wanted to be.

My and Berrian’s most important job was simply to keep them safe, fed and taken care of while still staying out of the way of their learning processes. We did not want to force them in to doing anything for the things they wanted or needed to learn would come to them eventually.

Screenshot-1289Screenshot-1287That we were thinking in the right way about learning stuff had never been a question to us, yet we had strangers pointing out that we never seemed to take time to teach our kids to walk or talk. Or that we rarely corrected them when they did obvious faults. But who were they to say what was a fault and what was not? And didn’t out kids both walk and talk without us interfering with their learning?

And believe it or not, even though we never went with them to teach them how to swim they found a way of learning because we parked our camper near a river when we were in China and they thought it was fun to go swim in it. Because they really wanted to, they were motivated to learn and because of that they didn’t need our guidance. It was nature’s law in a way. If you need to learn something to live, you will learn it. It really is that simple.

Though, finding yourself without falling in to the expectations is harder and requires a mentor or parent who constantly allows you to be yourself without too many expectations. That was our real challenge, not teaching actual motorical skills.

Screenshot-1285The way we wanted to teach our kids the values we lived after was by showing them. Because of that, we did the things that we enjoyed and tried to make a living out of it even if it meant we weren’t living in luxury. Happiness and adventures were far more important to us. It was hard for me, because my own identity took a big hit because of mother’s interference but I did what I could.

I kept on maintaining my garden and I kept my family safe. Even in my hardest times.

Screenshot-1286And as time passed, I slowly got better. It was small things that helped me. Such as Yew coming back with a big smile on his face when he had been exploring the surroundings. Or one of Rhubarb’s first words. A hug from Berrian. A seed growing and becoming a plant.

Life was what made me better in the end.

And, perhaps the fact that we were once again expecting an addition to our family. The wonder of someone growing inside me never ceased to captivate me. At the first sign of the pregnancy I felt a happiness spread in my body. It was as if that little one already affected so much in me. As if the heartbeats of another child helped me overcome everything that had been dragging me down for years.

Screenshot-1323When Lavender was born I was smitten instantly. She had perfect grey eyes, father’s red hair and a snow-white fragile skin, whose assemblance to mother’s appearance I refused to ponder of. She was my daughter, a product of the love between me and Berrian. A proof of how the love in our family could overcome anything. She was perfect.

I even started to accept the fact that we were moving around. We hadn’t been in Fondant Fields for several years and even though I missed my siblings like crazy, it felt alright. This was my life, my family’s life. We never settled anywhere. Our home was a mobile van that had far from enough room for us all to fit comfortably and we lived off what land and work we could come over.

Screenshot-1322We were actually enjoying ourselves in a way I saw few other families do. We never stressed to get in time for work or school. We rarely cared about money since we were self-supporting in every aspect that made us survive. We had bonds to each other that were stronger than what I supposed was standard. We were adventurous and got to see so much more than the regular ‘bow because of the fact that we traveled the world.

Screenshot-1324Things were going fine for our family again. Until Lava entered his teenage years. There had never been much difficulties raising him despite his vampirism but that changed along with the hormones in his body.

It was driving him crazy. And because of that, it also drove me crazy for I knew nothing of how to fix it for him. I knew nothing of what he was going through. I believed his every word and I really tried to listen to him. And Berrian too. Mostly Berrian, actually. They had a way stronger connection than me and Lava so most of the challenges Lava faced was solved together with Berrian. But this, being a teenage vampire, was a problem not even Berrian could help with.

We adapted our life as good as we could. But there was so much happening in our son’s life that it was hard to keep up. First, there was the near-death-moments whenever the sun touched his pale, fragile skin. And the mood swings. Oh god the mood swings. A normal teenager had nothing on Lava. We had known it would be that way, but it was still hard to understand when it happened. In fact, the only thing we could do was to try and stay out of his way for he was much stronger and much more headstrong than any of us.

Screenshot-1326Then came the thirst.

We had lived in denial of it ever happening, but one day Lava came home and confessed that he had bitten a woman in the french town we were staying in at the moment. Just a small nibble for it had scared him as much as it had scared the woman, but now he had tasted blood and he was changed forever. We tried to provide plasma for him, knowing that it was what made Thunderbird get through his days but Lava wanted nothing of it. He turned it away as though it was sour milk. There wasn’t much we could do for we knew nothing about it. For the first time, we were left feeling helpless due to the fact that we could not, no matter of how hard we tried, help our son.

The blood thirst was something he would have to go through alone. We would support him in his tries towards coping with plasma, but he had to do the hard work himself. I must say, I had rather helped my kids get off drugs than blood. At least there was a manual for that.

Screenshot-1298Around the same time as Lava did his best to get over the obsessive blood thirst, a strange glow illuminated the sky one night. It scared us, for we were sure this was somehow a result of mother trying to get in touch with Lava. Berrian stepped out of our camper and looked up in the sky, towards the light – arms raised to his side as though he was really doing his best to protect us all.

“I’ll never let you get to them!” he shouted.

Screenshot-1299 Screenshot-1301I watched from one of the windows of the camper along with Lava, who wanted badly to go out there with his father “for he wanted to protect this family too”. Little did he know, that he was the one needing the most protection.

When a craft of some kind was seen through the illuminating light I thought Lava would tear through the thin walls of the camper. I held him back with what force I could upbring but in the end he must have given up for he softened up and looked defeated when Berrian was lifted up in the air, towards the light.

I think I cried, though I am not sure. Berrian cried too, but in his eyes a curiosity burned that was only ever summoned when he faced a new adventure. Lava stood by my side, mouth open and just watched the impossible scene before us. I was lost for words, lost for actions, and before we knew it the night was still again and Berrian was lost.

Chapter 4.13: A nightmare

Screenshot-1231We should have known, of course, that coming back home to Fondant Fields to celebrate Lava’s birthday was a bad idea. Honestly, we did know, and yet we came back. In an attempt at giving the boy a normal childhood we brought him back to our old hometown to host a party with family and friends. It could have been a good idea, but it wasn’t.

I regret it with my whole heart. But I had hoped that it would pass without too much hassle. Of course, with the mother I had, I was wrong. Very wrong.

Screenshot-1238The party had been going on for an hour and laughter filled our kitchen. Bittersweet, Romeo, Watermelon, Celeste and her children had all come to celebrate Lava’s birthday and we were all playing a game of “Who am I?” when the the doorbell interrupted Bittersweet in the middle of a question.

I stumbled backwards in shock when I saw mother outside the door. “Hello” she said with a cold and calm voice. Her eyes revealed no sign of expressions and chills ran over my body. “I have a gift for my son for his birthday” she continued and I found myself frozen at the spot.

Screenshot-1239I was afraid of my mother, but the thought of what could happen if she got to meet Lava was even scarier than the thought of her fangs digging through my own neck so I stepped outside and closed the door behind me. “You need to leave” I hissed.

Mother stayed calm and she seemed empty of expressions as she coldly replied: “He’s my son”.

“You have no children” I snarled back, and felt my heartbeats race.

Screenshot-1241Mother stumbled back in pretended shock before a cold and heartless laughter escaped her lips. “You’re a fool if you think you can keep him from me forever. He’s a vampire, he’ll need me eventually. Just you wait.”

“Besides, I am his mother” she added afterwards. Be it that she scared me senseless but the ironic words about her actually being a mother disgusted me. I see myself as a forgiving and positive person, but forgiving mother for the childhood and life she had forced upon me and my siblings would never happen. She was as far from a mother you could be unless you counted the biological part. And honestly, being a mother concerned a lot more than just giving birth to a child. Being a mother is something that comes from your actions and thoughts, not from your womb. I had learned that the hard way.

Screenshot-1244I. NEED. YOU. TO. LEAVE.” I snarled with more power and furisoity than I had ever borught up before. “You have no part in my or my family’s life. It’s too late.”

Mother covered her face with her hands and laughed. “You think you can keep me away? From my son? You’re a true fool, Coral.”

As her words landed I heard the faint sound of footsteps behind me and when I turned around Lava was coming through the door. Instinctively I turned towards him and took a step in front of him so that mother would have to pass through my back if she wanted to reach him. I would not give up the poor boy without a fight for I had come to love him as my own son, despite his vampirism. “Mommy, who was that?” he wondered and looked straight at me with curiosity in his eyes.

Screenshot-1246I glanced over my shoulder and realized mother had fled the scene and I was left all alone with Lava. “That was someone who’s very bad” I replied and hushed my son indoors again. Once inside we made sure to secure every lock and every door. The party had naturally come to a halt and we were all quite worked up and scared of what just had happened. It had only been a fraction of time, but mother’s appearance affected us all anyhow.

“Her eyes were glowing kind of like mine” Lava noted once I had come back to the living room after securing all doors and windows. “Neither yours or daddy’s eyes glow like that” he said and I was surprised by his ability to notify such a small detail in the short time he had laid eyes on mother.

“Well…” I cleared my throat to prepare for a decent answer. I would have to tell him about his biological mother one day, but that day was not now. “She is your grandmother” I said instead and explained to him that she was a murderer and that we wanted nothing to do with her because of what she had previously done. Now, crime and bad guys was a concept Lava did understand after endless video game sessions with Salmon and cartoons. Good versus Bad was a concept that children learned even before they could walk and Lava nodded to show me that he had understood.

Screenshot-1253I had always been grateful for the family I had and even more so today, when we needed each other’s support. Salmon was, as always, a great help in the house and when it was time to put the babies to sleep he stepped in and sang Rhubarb to sleep. I myself was all too worked up and stressed to put anyone to sleep so I just sat in the sofa while Berrian and Salmon got the kids to bed.

It was hard to understand how mother could still affect our family after all these years. Lava had been with us for over five years and even though this was the first time mother actually came around and tried to get in touch with him, we had lived under the stress and fear for that to happen ever since Lava first arrived. It wasn’t hard to see why it teared on us, and I wanted nothing less than to find a solution that would let us free from mother’s iron hand.

Screenshot-1259“What did she want then?” Bittersweet asked me a few hours later when the kids had been put to sleep and I told her in detail about what had happened. My sister also lived in fear, although she had less of what mother was after because yet she had no children – and certainly not mother’s children. It must have been hard for her to understand the stress and fear I lived under when being responsible for Lava’s childhood and well-being. No matter, she did a good job at supporting me even when I traveled the world. I could never have wished for a better friend.

Once the situation had been described it didn’t take Bittersweet long to realize we would soon have to leave again. We were just not safe while we stayed in Fondant Fields.

Berrian was kind of involved in the conversation but occasionally went upstairs when any of the kids groaned or mumbled in their sleep. He was a real guardian and tucked them in whenever he found that they had kicked their blankets off. I know it was both a way for him to steal yet another kiss from them as well as a reassurement that they were still sleeping safe in their beds.

Screenshot-1266While the fear for the possibility of our children getting snatched out of their beds was present, it almost felt like an impossibility for it was simply too frightening. Still, that was exactly what happened on the night after Lava’s birthday.

Berrian first noted that the door to Lava’s bedroom was slightly open and when he peaked inside he found the bed empty. Not wanting to stress himself too much, Berrian calmed himself by thinking that the oldest son had simply gone up to use the bathroom. It wasn’t until he had assured himself that both bathrooms were unoccupied and that Lava really was gone from the house that he came and told me about it. I panicked straight off and lost my mind. This was my worst nightmare coming true.

While I sat down, staring straight in front of me, picturing my son under the killing wings of my mother, Berrian remained focused and headed out to look for him. Perhaps he was still to be found.

Screenshot-1267While Coral was way too worried and stressed up to function normally, Berrian walked around town looking for their adopted son. Despite not having had anything to say in the matter of bringing the boy in to their family Berrian had come to love and care for him as though he were his own. May be it that Berrian wasn’t the typical family man and rather traveled and went on adventures, but that had never stopped him from loving his family to pieces. Like Coral, it scared him to think of what could happen if Lava had actually been kidnapped by his biological mother. And thinking about the possibility of the boy running out in to the night on his own scared him even more.

Berrian walked with determination and forced himself not to cry or worry too much. He simply needed to find the boy and since he couldn’t have been gone long until they discovered it, he hoped that he shouldn’t have made it very far. He walked for hours, looking behind bushes and trees, searching colorful backyards and secret hideouts but Lava was nowhere to be found. He refused to give up hope though and kept on walking. 

Several hours after he had left the house to look for the boy Berrian walked past the playground located just outside their own house. And there, inside the jungle gym stood the boy he had been looking for. 

Screenshot-1269All the worry he had been feeling made the relief of finding the boy come out in an angry tone and as he swiftly approached his son Berrian couldn’t help but curse at him. “Lava Twist! You get down here right now.” As soon as the first yelling words had left Berrian’s mouth he calmed down a bit. “We were so worried. Don’t you ever run away like that again.”

Screenshot-1268“You lied to me!” Lava yelled as he slid down the ladder of the jungle gym. “You lied about that woman. She’s not just my grandmother, she’s my mother and she needs me and I need her. I have the right to see her!”

Lava’s eyes were glowing in the dark and a determination Berrian had never seen in a kid before glowed around his son. He knew then, that no matter how hard they tried to raise Lava in to a normal child, he would always be different. He was a vampire, and that was something they could never change.

“I’m more like her than I am like any of you” Lava cried and tears welled up in his eyes. Be it that his family had never known, but he had known. He had always been different. His temper had been different and his urges had been different. And seeing the woman tonight had made that so much clearer. There were people like him out there, people who could teach him to control those feelings and urges his parents would never understand. He hated them for keeping him from that, from who he was.

Screenshot-1270“We were going to tell you eventually” Berrian sighed. He knew he was defeated and that the time had come. Lava was big enough to know, even if he wouldn’t be big enough to understand. And perhaps Berrian and Coral needed to change the way they brought him up, perhaps they too had to learn how to control a vampire’s urges and needs. For their son would always have stronger impulses and a more unstable mind than they did. Their oldest son would need to learn how to live with his differences, and if they wanted to keep him, they would have to work with him to figure something out.

“I’d say we get you back home to your momma so she can see that you’re safe. And once we’re there, I promise we will tell you everything” Berrian said and placed his arm around Lava’s shoulders. The boy didn’t fight it, instead he curled up against his father’s side and walked with him home. He was happy to have been found, and he was glad to know that they had worried. No matter what the crazy woman with the shining eyes told him through telepathy, his parents were Berrian and Coral. For they were the ones had come looking for him after all. Though, that didn’t change the fact that he was curious to what it meant to have shining eyes and pointy teeth. But he was sure he would find out eventually.

Screenshot-1271That night, Coral and Berrian did tell Lava everything they knew about vampires and his background. It wasn’t much, but they decided to not keep anything a secret anymore. Coral was still hesitant because she wanted the boy to grow up without any outside expectations to who he was to become. For her, the part of finding yourself and the person you want to be was the most important thing in life and she wanted to give her children a childhood were they felt free to become whoever they wanted. She hated the fact that perhaps being a vampire somehow limited Lava, but after some persuasion from Berrian she agreed to talk to the boy about the things they knew. And Lava was pleased to know, it was a true relief for him to find out that the want to bite his siblings in the neck was not simply him being a freak but actually part of his nature. And it was nice to hear his parents promising to support him in the attempts at having a normal life. 

After a long conversation, both Berrian and Coral tucked Lava in and stayed with him until he fell asleep. Berrian left after that, but Coral couldn’t get herself to leave Lava’s side and sat on his bed the entire night. It was impossible to shake off the fear she had felt when they realized that Lava was gone and she knew it had everything to do with her mother. As long as Soda Pop was around, Coral and her family would never be able to relax. And she knew right then that the only way of life they could possibly live was one where they kept moving from place to place. She knew right then something she had always known but never been able to accept: That her family would never be able to call a place home. 

Screenshot-1249We left early the day after Lava’s birthday. I hadn’t slept a single minute during the night which meant I was both exhausted and still stressed out from the night’s nightmare. It was a long drive and I managed to get some sleep even if I had to wake up just to count my children ever so often. I knew we were most likely safe once we had crossed the country borders, but I could never be sure and I swore that I would never wake up to find any of my children missing again.

Egypt had always felt like a home to us. I had always managed to relax there and I had always loved being there. That had changed now. Not even the warming sun or the matte colors could calm me down. I had become a nervous wreck. The days during the weeks closest to Lava’s disappearance I just sat mindlessly rocking back and forth at the front of our camper with Rhubarb in my arms. I refused to let him down for he was the weakest and most fragile out of all our kids.

Screenshot-1248I’ll admit that I stopped functioning as I should have. I was simply too scared. Mother had finally been able to push me over the edge. I had become a mother who was so scared for my children to get hurt that I had trouble letting them out of my sight. It was far from how I wanted to be. I wanted my children to explore life by themselves. To travel and meet new people and experience new things. And now I just kept them around the camper, refusing to let them even leave our little plot of land.

Berrian and Salmon did what they could to activate Lava and Yew but it wasn’t hard to see that my fears were tearing on us all. None of us were cut out to stay put like this. Especially not Berrian.

Screenshot-1251Yet, he did the best he could. He played catch with Lava and encouraged the fast reactions and powerful throws the kid managed. Whenever a vampire feat shined through Berrian did his best to point it out and praise it. It made me cringe. I had never asked for a vampire child and it made me sick to think of the things our poor child would have to go through. I had seen mother go through it in her transformation and I feared the day our son would refuse to eat anything but blood. But Berrian did wonders. As always. He found the good parts of Lava’s vampirism and he taught Lava to value them.

Screenshot-1250And Lava loved his father. Even though I was living in a bubble of fear I could see that the boy progressed and grew. He was on his way to finding himself and while I had trouble enjoying it, I could see that Berrian was proud.

And they tried to help me too. They talked to me, tried to take me on walks but I constantly worried that something would happen. Every step we took I felt sick and the further away from the camper we got, the more scared I became. I kind of lost myself and the only thing occupying my head and thoughts was the worry and the need to keep my family safe.

Screenshot-1260Months passed and before I knew it Salmon was growing up. I cried when he left us to go home and start his life with Tosca. I cried because I was losing him. Like I had lost so many before. I cried because he would no longer be around to help me with the kids and I cried because I would miss his wedding ad his life with Tosca. And I cried for the same thing applied to the rest of my siblings. But despite my crying, he went back home to Fondant Fields. I knew he was happy to for it had pained him to be apart from Tosca.

Screenshot-1261He told me that Tosca had pretty much moved in when he came home but that Tosca also had a hard time accepting him growing up. She was certain that he would leave her once he aged up and gained new perspectives. It was a silly fear, of course, for Salmon would never dream of anyone but Tosca. And he promised her time after time that he would wait for her. Always.

Screenshot-1262It did little to calm Tosca down, though. And I should know. Promises don’t do wonders, only yourself ca overcome your fear and worries. I still hadn’t managed and perhaps Tosca wouldn’t manage either until she was grown up and able to actually form a family with Salmon.

Screenshot-1265And perhaps she was right to worry for Salmon was a gorgeous and amazing man. Tosca was lucky to have snatched him early for he could probably get whichever girl he wanted. Of course, I knew that the only girl for him was Tosca. And I was happy for them. But sad in the same time because her getting him meant that I lost him. I had gotten used to having him around and we would surely miss him now that he started his own adventure.

Chapter 4.12: Almost a real family

Screenshot-1198Being out traveling was a real blast for our family. And it wasn’t just the fact that we didn’t have to worry about mother coming to hunt us down, it was a lot of other things too. The sun warming your back even when you knew winter was coming around back at home, the matte colors that felt smooth in your eyes. The presence of the closest family – which, after all, was what really mattered.

Being part of a real family was something both me and my siblings had always lacked while growing up and finally being a family with strong love bonds was a real gift. I missed Bittersweet every day, but seeing Salmon or Watermelon interact with Yew made it all bearable. As did the knowledge of Bittersweet having a decent life at home with Romeo. They deserved each other and they would keep each other safe. Thunderbird had promised that mother would be after Lava, and from what we had heard so far Bittersweet and Romeo had been in no danger. Although, it would be a lie if I said I never worried for I did. I worried for Bittersweet every day and we talked on the phone on a regular basis. It would have been impossible living a relaxed life had I not known she was alive and safe.

Screenshot-1201Berrian treasured the time traveling around most of us all and he went for adventures each and every day, sometimes bringing Salmon with him for we wanted to give Salmon a billion experience to take with him as he grew in to a grown-up man. The two of them were still great friends and it made me happy to see them spend so much time together.

Screenshot-1202Like Berrian, Salmon loved to explore tombs and whenever the two of them went on a new adventure Salmon would come back to our camp with a certain spark to his eye which exposed how much he loved the adventures. I knew it was hard for both Salmon and Watermelon to be apart from their lovers and friends. They both became low and sad whenever there was a quiet time in our camp because it meant they had time to think of all the things they had left behind.

I did my best to comfort them with the promise of eventually going back, at least to visit them.

Screenshot-1207It wasn’t always easy. I was lonely a lot of the time because Berrian did what he could to keep my siblings busy and our sons needed their sleep. I didn’t mind too much, but I did miss Bittersweet awfully much at those times. It was hard to not hate mother then. My whole life she had forced me to chores and places I never thought about taking on myself. Except for Uni and Berrian, she had done all the important choices in my life and now I was stuck traveling the world because she threatened to hurt my family or take her son back and raise him to a killing machine.

Thinking about the things she could do to us, it was hard to even imagine us ever going back to Fondant Fields, even though we all knew we had to. And deep inside we also wanted to. Most of all, I didn’t want to keep Salmon and Watermelon from their friends and force them in to a life they didn’t want. I knew far too well what feelings that fueled and I never wanted them to hate me like I hated mother.

Screenshot-1217So we went back home. Occasionally and without and consistency. But when we had to go back home, we did. It probably wasn’t too hard to figure out when we were going back, because it mostly happened when big life changing events were supposed to be taking place.

Such happenings as Watermelon and Salmon’s prom. My two siblings looked absolutely smashing when they were ready to go and both of them were incredibly happy to even be able to go. They had never said that they wanted to, but I knew them well enough to know that prom was something none of them actually wanted to miss.

And most right, they both came back home giggling with excitement and talking non-stop to tell me everything that had happened during their epic night. Salmon and Tosca had been inseperable the entire night and I already knew that those two were as much soulmates as me and Berrian were. Watermelon had danced a few dances with Peridot, but there were still no sign of actual love between the two of them. Which, of course, didn’t matter for she was happy simply to be with him.

Screenshot-1212In fact, he was around our place mosty of the timewhen we were actually at home and Watermelon seemed pleased to have him around, too. She still talked and hung out alot with Celeste, but since the birth of her children it was good that my sister had yet another friend.

Screenshot-1213Lava and Yew were usually easy to keep track of as we mostly put them together on the floor along with a few toys to let them enjoy themselves. Yew played nice and easy at all times whereas Lava would wail and flail his arms whenever he didn’t get his ways. I couldn’t help but think part of mother’s stubbornness had been passed on to him. I could only hope that none of her evilness had done so too.

Screenshot-1026Screenshot-1025Once prom had passed we went on the road again. A new place awaited us. I liked to see it as though we were traveling and exploring rather than running away. Though, we all knew that running away was the main reason for our travels. That didn’t mean, however, that we couldn’t do our best to enjoy the adventures we got to go to.

Screenshot-1032 Screenshot-1034Screenshot-1033Screenshot-1035And enjoy them we did.

Screenshot-1214The next time we had to go back home was due to me being very pregnant and a pending birthday for Lava. It was stupid to go back home to celebrate Lava’s birthday for it was a huge risk. Mother would be sure to look for her son when she knew he was about to age up. But we went home anyway for we had sworn to give Lava a normal childhood and that meant a birthday party with family and friends. Mother excluded, of course.

Screenshot-1215Besides, my pregnancy was hard on me and my back hurt a lot. It was hard to be on the road when you had to stop and stretch your back and legs every fifteen minutes. And the camper beds weren’t very comfortable either. I hated to admit it, but the pregnancy forced me to seek the comfort of our home back in Fondant Fields.

Screenshot-1216Even though I knew Berrian disliked going back to the safety of the house he did it without complaining. For him, the adventurous and traveling kind of life we were living, although forced upon us, was everything he had ever dreamed of. I loved sharing it with him, but I couldn’t help but secretly wish that we could have set the rules ourselves.

He was a great help during my pregnancy and whenever I needed him to, he would come and take the kids to enlighten them. I never could have gone through life without him by my side. Never.

Screenshot-1218And I had to admit, I did enjoy coming back home to my garden, even if the death of one of the herb plants caused me to cry. I felt responsible for its death, even though it was really mother’s fault. Everything was her fault. Perhaps the pregnancy hormones played their part, too.

Screenshot-1219Berrian was a natural father and he played with Yew as though it was something he had been born to do. And Yew sure adored his father. I had a feeling that little one would grow up and be a lot like his father: perfect.

Screenshot-1226Before our next child was born, Watermelon aged up and decided to move out of the house. While she had been fine with going with us on our first travels she had never been that real traveler or explorer like Salmon or Berrian was. In fact, I think she was a lot more like me because she cared for the family and friends first and foremost. It came as no surprise when she told us she was moving to live with Celeste and her children as that family was as much Watermelon’s family as her real one were.

The hardest part with letting her go was the knowledge of leaving her behind when it was time for us to flee Fondant Fields again. Hopefully she would be just as safe as Bittersweet was and because Lava was coming with us, mother would leave them be.

Screenshot-1225Autumn was on the verge of leaving room for winter when little Rhubarb was born. He was, of course, perfect in every way. As soon as I laid my eyes on him, I knew I would come to love him with my whole heart.

Just like when Yew was born, Watermelon and Salmon helped each other to transform one of the bedrooms in the house in to a nursery for the newborn baby. There’s no way I could have wished for a better aunt or uncle for my kids. We were almost a real family now. With an extra baby to care for. Who also happened to be my brother and a vampire. And whom my own mother wanted to take from us and raise in to a killing machine. But almost a real family. Almost.

Chapter 4.11: A new life

This chapter is a bit more rushed than the ones I usually write. I do feel a bit bad about it but I really can’t be arsed to go back and take more pictures… Hopefully you’ll feel like you understand what’s going on anyway…


Screenshot-1137A couple of weeks after we came home from China I discovered that I was pregnant. We had known since day one that pregnancy was a risk when you had carefree sex like us. Protection had never been an option, if we got pregnant that was what was meant to be. So even though it wasn’t planned, it was the greatest gift I could think of. Just the thought of someone growing inside me was enough to get me in to tears. Even in this early stage of pregnancy, I loved that little baby with all my heart.

Screenshot-1145And Berrian loved it too. Whenever I gave him the chance he would rub my belly and talk sweet words to it. Before we went to sleep during nights he laid his head on my stomach and sang soft lullabies for our baby.

I cherished the thought of having a family with the man I considered my soulmate. For the first time in my life, I would be part of a real family.

Screenshot-1148Bittersweet was really supportive and excited too. Even though she had since long moved out of our house, she was still around a lot of the time. She was still my best friend so it really wasn’t that strange. Her and Romeo were going steady by now, but any advancing in their relationship from there was still far away as far as I knew.

“You’ll have a boy” she kept saying during the pregnancy and motivated it by the fact that all Twist’s that we knew of had boys as their first child. I really didn’t care whether it was a boy or a girl for I knew I would love my baby no matter what.

Screenshot-1150The pregnancy was pretty much a cloud of happiness and excitment and before we knew it my water broke and my contractions started. It all happened at breakfast in the kitchen and both Watermelon and Berrian freaked out when they realized what was about to happen.

It felt like an eternity passed before Berrian had gathered himself and our bags and was ready to take me to the hospital. At first we wanted to have a home birth because it felt the most natural, but when we read about it we realized it was a far greater risk for both me and the baby and in the end we didn’t want to risk anything.

Screenshot-1152They took great care for us on the hospital and after a long and painful delivery with me refusing any kind of drugs or medication until the very end, we had a little baby boy. It certainly seemed like the big brother gene ran strong in our blood, just like Bittersweet had noticed. Yew Twist was a perfect little baby with ten toes and ten fingers. The first few days both me and Berrian laid close to each other just watching our little baby, trying to grasp the fact that we had created something as perfect as him. It was an amazing feeling, really.

We got so much help at the hospital with getting prepared for taking our little baby home that when it was actually time it almost felt like we were stealing him from someone. How could we possibly take such a little being with us home and care for it without any help? Of course, I knew I could do it for I had done it before. Still, it was hard to understand that he was all ours.

Screenshot-1157When we got home Watermelon met us with the biggest smile on her lips. I remember it so well for I thought that I had never seen her smile like that in her life before. She seemed genuinely happy and even in the clouded state I was in, it was a great thing to see.

“I need to show you something” she said after the initial welcome home greetings. She raced the stairs to the upper floor and I  followed her slowly, still sore in every part of my body after delivering Yew. Watermelon stopped outside Taxus’ old room for a short moment before she slammed the door open. I almost lost my breath when I saw the room. It was completely changed from how it had looked the morning we went to the hospital. When it had all sunk in I started to cry.

“Me and Salmon did it” Watermelon said with a proud voice. “We mixed your colors because we didn’t know what the baby would look like. Do you like it?”

I sniffled in response and Berrian put his arms around me and pulled Watermelon too in to the hug. “It’s perfect, Melon” he said.

Screenshot-1158Watermelon sure did love her little nephew and I could see so much of my younger self in how she cared for the little baby. The difference was that she did it out of her own will while I had been forced in to it because no one else did.

During the first few weeks with our new family Watermelon went through a big change. It had started a long time ago but there was really a rush now. She went from being a rather closed and low young woman to become a much more open and happy one. I strongly suspected that Yew was part of the reason that she did change. I loved watching her interact with him and he loved being in her arms.

Screenshot-1161She even gained a few new friends, which really showed how much more accepting and social she had become. She hung out a lot with a boy called Peridot who was a few years younger than her. I realized that whatever relation she had with him was far from as good as the relation she had to Celeste, but it did her good to broaden her circuits. Especially now that Celeste had three kids and a lot less time for Watermelon.

It was safe to say that we all adored the new addition to our family and that he was a great gift for us. Everything was better when we had Yew to cuddle with and look at. Sure, he woke us up during the nights and his diapers smelled like shit, but the love and happiness he gave us was more than enough to make up for it.

Screenshot-1167We should had known, of course, that happiness and harmony has a way of not rooting in our family. Just a few weeks after Yew’s birth Thunderbird came to our house with a toddler in his arms.

At first, it was only surprising for I hadn’t seen Thunderbird during the past few years since mother’s rampage, but when the initial surprise had wore off I found myself irritated. What right did he have to show up at our house and disrupt our peace?

“You don’t look happy to see me” Thunderbird noted and I found myself lost for words. The only thing I could do was stare at the toddler in his arms. It was Thunderbird’s hair color alright, but the skin was far too light and pale to come from him. It almost looked like… But it couldn’t be, could it?

“This is Lava” Thunderbird continued and ruffled the toddlers hair. “And I need you to take care of him.”

Screenshot-1168Instantly my hands flew in the air in front of me. No no no, he did not need me to do that at all. With all my heart I wished he would just take back what he had just said and leave for if he didn’t, I would know that the boy in his arms were my brother. My much younger brother and I had not signed up for caring for any more siblings. I had my own baby now. My own family.

“Was this what you agreed to?” I wondered, remembering the frightening agreement Thunderbird had done with my mother after the killings.

He nodded, “She said I was a hypocrite for wanting to get rid of the fetus. It was murder too, in her book. If I let her keep it she would drink plasma. She kept her part of the deal during the pregnancy but she says that she has to eat ‘real food’ now to be a good mother. It wasn’t part of the deal so I need you to take Lava. Please.”

Screenshot-1171I couldn’t understand why my mother had wanted another child when she had never cared for the ones she already had, but I figured Thunderbird wouldn’t know either, so I didn’t care to even ask. The scene of mother killing Precious repeated itself before my eyes and I knew I couldn’t let that happen again. Without much thinking, I was suddenly holding Lava in my arms and somehow it felt familiar. I knew how to care for toddlers, I was good at it – even.

“I’m keeping her locked in for now” Thunderbird said and looked at Lava with sadness in his eyes. “I’ll hold her until she’s clean and perhaps when she’s accepted the terms we can take him back. Until she learns to really accept the plasma, this little one is better off with you, though. Unless we want him to grow up to be a monster, of course”

When Thunderbird left out house that day, I still felt confused and overwhelmed of what just had happened. Out of nowhere, I suddenly had another baby to care for. A vampire baby.

Screenshot-1178Except for the pointy fangs digging in to whatever soft toys provided for him, Lava was like any kid. He learned stuff every day and he laughed when someone tickled him and cried when he didn’t get his ways.

Both me and Berrian were on our toes about him though for we knew that some day his vampire genes would kick in and he would be a lot different than normal babies. Taking him in had perhaps been a rushed decision but luckily Berrian agreed that if we had to choose between taking care of Lava or letting him grow up to a killing machine in the hands of my mother, there wasn’t really much of a choice.

Screenshot-1196Watermelon adored her little baby brother too. It seemed like she adored every child she ever got to know and I found myself thinking that she would be a perfect mother one day.

About a week after we had taken Lava in to our family, Thunderbird called and asked us to come visit them. At first we were hesitant because mother had only ever given us trouble and I could not see what good it would make to visit her ever again. However, there was still a little part of me that hoped she was still capable of changing to a better person. After thinking it through together with Berrian, we decided to go. Lava was left in Watermelon’s care for I feared that mother would want to take him back and I didn’t want him to grow up like her. She would break him just like she had broken the rest of us.

Screenshot-1155Thunderbird led us out to the garage when we arrived  to his house and when he opened the doors I could barely believe my eyes. Inside the garage he housed a sturdy cage and inside the cage my mother sat on a stone bed. She looked nothing like the last time I saw  her. The dangerous and evil killer machine she used to be had faded and left was a pale and thin woman. Under her eyes big bags revealed that her body was running low on energy. Hadn’t it been that I knew the reason for her imprisonment I would have felt sorry for her. But now I felt nothing. She had brought this on herself.

She squirmed at us when we came in but soon went back to staring down at her own knees. “How is Lava?” she wondered. Her voice just managed to form the words and she sounded just as weak as she looked.

“He’s growing each day” I replied and was surprised by how strong my voice was. The sight of my mother locked in a cage affected me less than one could have imagined.

Screenshot-1154Mother sighed. “When will I get him back?”

“When you’re off the blood” Thunderbird replied before I could say anything. He made it sound like mother was on some heavy drug, which probably was about the same thing as being a vampire addicted to blood.

“He’s going to need to feed eventually. What will you do then, Coral?” Mother wondered and coughed afterwards. Speaking was obviously hard for her.

“One day at a time. He’ll have a normal childhood. That’s best for him” Berrian said and took my hand. We were in this together.

Mother sent a few hateful words after us while we stood there and after a while we just decided to leave. There was no gain in staying and it did not do any of us any good. We didn’t like each other and the less we had to do with each other, the better it would be for us both.

“I’ll have to release her eventually” Thunderbird explained before we left and both me and Berrian agreed. It wasn’t fair to keep her locked up even though she was a horrible vampire. “I will really try to keep her off the blood but I would suggest you take your family far from here when she’s learning to deal with her new diet. I don’t know what it is, but she’s been determined to raise Lava ever since she first found out she was pregnant. I don’t even want to imagine what could happen if they lived together. Two vampires like her? We can’t let that happen to Fondant Fields. And Lava deserves better. He’s my son too, after all.”

Screenshot-1184Screenshot-1185Thunderbird gave us some time to come up with a plan and during that time we made sure to always have people around. In the case of mother escaping her cage, it would be better to keep witnesses around. It was safe to say that I worried for my whole family, but I was quite sure not even mother would sink as low as to kill us all. Or kill in front of everyone. She cared too much of her reputation still.

Salmon decided we should host a pool party on leisure day and he went about inviting the people he thought would like to come. I was quite surprised when Ocean showed up. Not because she wasn’t invited, but because we apparently were half sisters. Father had left mother a long time ago because he found love in a woman who waited his child – this child was Ocean. She still lived a happy family life with both mother and father alive. It was a bit unfair, really. But she was a sweet girl so perhaps she deserved it.

Screenshot-1183Bittersweet came with a big smile on her face. Ever since she and Romeo decided to go steady she had been a lot happier. The death of Precious seemed to have sunken in and she had gotten over it and come out strong. When she arrived for the pool party she was the first one to climb in to the pool. “First time I swim in this pool” she laughed. It was strange, but I had never swum in the pool either. That was mother’s place and I kept away from it. Besides, there was nothing wrong with the river if you cared for a swim.

Screenshot-1182“Eeeew, that’s gross” Salmon complained when Taxus and Hyacinth lovingly kissed each other in front of him. Those two were the only ones I knew of that shared the same passionate love as me and Berrian.

Screenshot-1188Obvoiously it wasn’t the actual kissing that was gross to Salmon for just minutes later he was sucking it up with Tosca by the pool. I had no problem watching signs of affection and love and seeing my brothers kiss just gave me a warm fuzzy feeling. Everyone deserved to feel love. It was the meaning of life, after all.

Screenshot-1189Watermelon had invited Peridot over and I was quite sure that love was growing between them two, too. It would probably take some time for Watermelon to trust anyone enough to love or be loved, but her relation with Peridot was definitely a step in the right direction.

Screenshot-1194It was great having my closest friends and family around and I knew I would miss them when we decided to leave. It was inevitable that we leave, though. Especially for Yew’s sake. He was our son and I would do anything to keep him safe. As would Berrian. Besides, the idea of being on the road wasn’t that horrible. In fact, it was a life we had both dreamed of but found no possibility of actually going for. If you refrained from looking at the reasons behind, it was lovely to finally have a chance to go and explore.

We had worked out a fine plan which involved a camper, our family and many new places. We just wanted to wait until Yew was a bit older as traveling with an infant sure could be a lot of work.

Screenshot-1192And before we knew it, Yew had grown big enough for us to actually put our plan to work.

Screenshot-1200We bought ourselves a camper and a car strong enough to drag it and hit the road. Our first stop was Egypt. I loved Egypt the last time we went there and I couldn’t wait to explore more of it. Bringing my whole family was just an extra treat.

We all knew we wouldn’t stay for very long as it was likely that mother went looking for us, determined to take Lava back. But what did it matter, as long as we could see new places? This was a new life. A good new life.

Chapter 4.10: Caretaker

Screenshot-1092It felt as if someone had turned my life upside-down and shaken the container after the confrontation with mother. The night after was pretty much sleepless and I found myself tossing and turning even though Berrian kept his arm around me the entire night. The next morning I sent Watermelon and Salmon off for school without telling them of the events that had taken place the night before. I would of course tell them, eventually. First, I wanted to visit Bittersweet and tell her about it. It was crazy to think that I had watched her father getting killed by our mother.

When we arrived at her house Romeo was already there and judging by their facial expressions, they had already heard the news.

Screenshot-1094“I never knew him” Bittersweet sighed. Her eyes were red as if she had been crying, which honestly was the right thing to do. “I suppose it shouldn’t matter, but it does” she said and Romeo started stroking her back.

“I’m sorry sister” I said. It was a poor attempt to comfort her but I knew that there was nothing I could do. No words would bring her father back or make her mother a decent berry.

Screenshot-1093I had never felt awkward around these people before. The room consisted of my best friends and most beloved ‘bows in the entire world, yet an awkward silence filled the room. The only thing to break it was the occasional sighs from Bittersweet and the sound of skin brushing against clothes as Romeo stroke her back.

“It happened fast, I’m sure he didn’t feel any pain” I said after a while. Another poor attempt at providing comfort. It didn’t matter, Bittersweet only glanced at me quickly before going back to staring in to the wall in front of her.

Me and Berrian stayed for an hour or two but there was nothing anyone of us could do to make it all feel better. In the end Bittersweet commanded that we go home before Watermelon and Salmon got home to an empty house. We would have some explaining to do once they got home, that was for sure.

Screenshot-1172Telling my younger siblings about what had happened proved to be a lot easier than talking to Bittersweet. Salmon had no memories of mother what-so-ever and merely reacted to the very fact that his mother was a murderer. Watermelon in her turn already despised mother so the news simply added to the hate she was already feeling. I promised myself I would keep being the best substitute mother I could for my siblings, they would sure need it.

The next few days were a blur of arranging a secret funeral for Precious (who had been taken care of by Thunderbird and whom the town therefore knew nothing about), supporting Bittersweet and caring for my younger siblings while also trying to get back to a normal life myself. I knew it would never be the same again after watching my mother so cold-hearted kill a man, but I had to make the best out of it.

When the spring festival was upon us I decided to make it a family outing and we did our best to pretend that we were all alright.

Screenshot-1098Watermelon met up with her best friend Celeste, who I had got to know fairly well by now. Celeste had the misfortune of getting pregnant in her early teenage years and had decided to keep the baby. A few weeks before the whole incident with mother she had given birth to a little baby girl named Surf. Whenever Watermelon looked at the little baby there was a spark in her eyes which I had never seen before and my sister seemed to soften up to that little one in a way that was not like her usual character. It was satisfying to see, to say the least.

Screenshot-1099Salmon in his turn met up with a girl from his class who I had never met before but of whom I had heard lots of things. Tosca Thorn was a cute girl with a face full of adorable freckles, who seemed to have a personality which was nowhere as soft and cute as her looks. From what I understood Salmon was having some pretty strong feelings for this girl but he was unsure whether she felt the same way. I kind of wondered what that was like for I had never experienced a first love which wasn’t mutual.

Screenshot-1100Me and Berrian stayed at the back for a while to make sure both Watermelon and Salmon were alright. It was quite fascinating to just stand there holding hands watching my younger siblings interact with ‘bows they cared deeply for.

Tosca soon took Salmon’s hand and pulled him with her indoors which made him blush and quickly stumble after her. Watermelon needed no guardian while she was with Celeste so when Salmon was no longer to be seen me and Berrian went indoors to amuse ourselves, too.

Screenshot-1109Inside the festival building there was a “love machine” which said it could measure how true the love between two berries were. Of course it was simply a way to rob the festival visitors of their money, but me and Berrian decided we had to try in non-the-less.

When Berrian’s hand touched mine electricity ran through my body. Even after all the time we had been together, I was still just as in love with him as I had been the first time. If this machine didn’t explode by our touch it was sure broken.

Screenshot-1110It was silly, really, but when the lights climbed to the very top of the machine – letting us know our love was burning – both me and Berrian started clapping our hands. It wasn’t like we didn’t know our love was pure before, but it still felt good.

It also felt good to forget about the tumult in our lives and feel genuinely happy for a short moment.

Screenshot-1106When we turned around we saw that Salmon was in the rollerskating rink with Tosca and they were holding each other’s hands and skating around in a circle. It sure was sweet to watch them and whenever Salmon’s face was turned towards us I could see how a big smile covered his face. It was nice to see him smiling despite everything that had happened the latest time in his life.

Screenshot-1108Me and Berrian stood and watched Salmon spinning around with Tosca for a long time before Watermelon came running  towards us and asking if it was alright that she headed back home. Celeste had to leave to put Raindrop to sleep and Watermelon felt no need to stay now that her best (and only) friend had left. I was still worried about her, but she did seem happier than she used to, so I said she could go and promised to be back home before too long.

Screenshot-1111I didn’t intentionally follow Salmon and his friend around, but the festival building wasn’t very big and they didn’t try very hard to hide from my curious eyes so I did catch the two of them holding hands on the upper floor later that day. I found myself wishing their relation would work out well and made a mental note to make sure Tosca wouldn’t hurt my younger brother. He deserved to be happy for he was the sweetest young boy I could think of.

Screenshot-1112Not that Tosca seemed to have any intention of hurting him for she too smiled and looked happy as their arms swayed from one side to the other. It was incredibly sweet to watch really and I almost felt jealous for not experiencing that young love that the two of them seemed to do. I had never had time for love or friendships during my teenage years and seeing before me what I had lost was sad. Then again, the love I had experienced – and still experienced – was far greater than any young love could have ever been. There was no reason for me to feel sorry for what had been.

Screenshot-1113Before we left for home, Salmon found the courage to steal a kiss from Tosca. I almost let out a loud “Naaw”  but managed to control myself. Instead, I squeazed Berrian’s hand extra hard and felt extremely grateful for everything that still was in my life.

Perhaps life wasn’t perfect and perhaps I had the worst possible mother, but there was still so many things to be grateful for.

Screenshot-1139When we got home Watermelon had placed herself in the mud bath in mother’s spa in the back of the garden. She sure didn’t seem too upset about the latest events since she could do such a trivial thing as take a relaxing mud bath. That was good, of course.

Screenshot-1177Even though our life was pretty much turned upside-down by mother’s actions Berrian kept being restless and eager for new adventures. He behaved exemplary the first few weeks and was a great support for our entire family but once the initial shock had blown past he started planning a new trip. I was eager to go with him too, for I desperately needed to get my mind on something brighter than the last weeks incidents but I was also hesitant to the idea of leaving Watermelon and Salmon alone at home.

In the end, Berrian came with the idea of letting both Watermelon and Salmon go with us to China. Once that was decided I couldn’t wait until we were on our way.

Screenshot-1118Just as when we had been to Egypt, Berrian arranged a camp for us to live far from the normal tourist spots. It was a beautiful spot just steps from a breathtaking waterfall. The climate was a lot more humid than it had been in Egypt but way hotter than back home in Fondant Fields.

As soon as we stepped on the soft grass of the camping spot I felt the troubles from back home disappear to the very back of my head and an adventures lust and excitement took its place. It was indeed a very welcome change.

Screenshot-1122We begun our vacation with grilling some lunch over the open fire. Both Watermelon and Salmon looked happy to be here and I was already starting to believe that this vacation was the best thing we could have possibly done in our situation. Back at home Bittersweet had Romeo, so she would be fine.

While we sat by the fire Berrian told my siblings some of his tomb exploring stories which made them both eager to come with us to one of the tombs close by. Berrian promised to teach them as much as possible once we were there.

Screenshot-1123Later that afternoon Berrian lead us all to a tomb close to our camp. According to his words it was a great tomb for beginners and would therefore suit both me and my siblings well. I suspected it wasn’t exactly the most exciting adventure for him but he seemed glad to take us all.

When we got down in the dark and moist tomb I quickly realized what he had meant the last time we went exploring and he told me that it was easy to see the leads once you knew what to look for. Huge statues stood along the walls and on the ground you could see areas that were lighter than the rest of the floor – a clear sign that it was something special about it.

Screenshot-1124Berrian commanded Watermelon to move the statue towards the lighter spot on the ground and her whole body lit up when she got a task as important as that. She used her full strength to even be able to move the statue but not once did she ask for help. When the statue started to move we all clapped our hands and Watermelon gained new strength which helped her get the statue in place. A rumble was heard and soon after another part of the floor sparkled slightly.

Screenshot-1126“What was that?” Salmon wondered, eyes wide with what could be either fear or curiosity. It surprised me how calm I felt myself for the last time I had been exploring with Berrian I had been a lot less relaxed.

“It was the sound of us being on the right track” Berrian smiled. “Salmon, do you see that stone in the floor that looks a bit different from the others. Go stand on it.”

Screenshot-1125After searching for the right stone for a little while, Salmon found it and placed his feet steadily on it. At first nothing happened and Salmon looked as though he was ashamed, perhaps he thought he had somehow failed.

“You might be too light, jump a little” Berrian said and Salmon did as he was told which caused a loud breaking sound in the room. Just seconds later a hidden door was revealed in the far side of the room and we all went through it.

Screenshot-1127The next room was small and huge piles of rocks and stones laid in the corners. A wooden door was locked securely by a giant rusty padlock. Watermelon and Salmon looked around curiously, mesmerized by the splendor of the place. I myself felt a bit taken, too. It was amazing to think that these places were built eternities ago.

Berrian did not stop to take the surroundings in, though, and instantly started to dig through one of the stone piles. It looked sweaty but once the stone started to give in a marked floor tile was revealed so I suppose it was worth the hassle. Berrian himself stood on the marked spot and a hole appeared in the wall next to Watermelon.

Screenshot-1128Screenshot-1129After a nod from Berrian she reached her arm in to the hole, at which I held my breathe for the memory of Berrian’s insect covered arm came to my mind. Watermelon almost had her full arm in the hole as she searched for something. When her hand touched something solid her face first turned in fear but when she realized she could pull it she smiled and looked victorious.

With a click the giant padlock opened itself and fell to the ground, leaving the wooden door unlocked and free for us to enter.

Screenshot-1130We came in to another small room with a strange pool in the middle. The water inside the pool looked surprisingly fresh and clear. Yet, this was the first time Berrian told us to step back and let him handle the puzzle that would lead us forward. “We’ll have to swim down this well” he said and nodded towards it while keeping his arm out to prevent us from getting too close. “Sometimes they’re awefully deep and I’ve even encountered obstacles on the way to the other end. I’m sure there is another end, though, there always is.”

Screenshot-1131Before I could say anything or try to stop him, Berrian had jumped high in the air and dove down the pool with a big splash. Watermelon went up to the pool and looked down after him but announced directly that she could not see him.

Salmon looked at me with fear in his eyes and I tried my best to stay calm although it felt like an eternity before a door appeared in the wall next to us. We stayed in the room with the pool until Berrian came back the same way he had disappeared with a big stone statue in his hand and a content smile on his face. “Finders keepers” he grinned before leading us through the newly open door and back to the camp.

Screenshot-1132The next day we took my siblings to the kind of exploring I had found I enjoyed the best in Egypt: We went to pick fruits and vegetables from the local open gardens. I could see quite clear that none of my companions enjoyed this kind of traveling as much as I did, but no one complained and they even helped me pick the fruits.

Watermelon found some kind of wooden doll which Berrian told her was a martial arts training dummy and once he had showed her the little he knew of the chinese sport she was hooked. While the rest of us tasted the exotic fruits she had several boxing rounds against that dummy. She seemed happy and that made me happy, too.

Screenshot-1135When we got back to the camp Berrian and I took some time for ourself inside our tent while Salmon and Watermelon prepared the fire so we could cook up some dinner. I felt no need to hide the fact that me and Berrian had sex with each other for I considered it such a natural part of any ‘bows life.

Life is too short to not do the things that makes you feel good. That was my most important motto.

Screenshot-1136After a fire roasted dinner we remained seated by the fire just talking and wathing the flames play with each other. I was curious to what my siblings thought of the relaxed way of living that came with traveling and exploring and was pleased to know that they had both had a good time.

Watermelon’s favourite experience had been the martial arts dummy while Salmon’s had been the tomb exploring.

All in all, it had been a good trip but when it started to close in to our journey home, the stress about mother slowly came back. I did not want to go back to that, it had been way too good to forget about it for some time. Still, I had a garden at home that needed my care. And both Salmon and Watermelon had friends they needed to get back to. I wouldn’t uproot them by deciding to stay traveling, even if that was what both me and Berrian really wanted.


Actually, Celeste has three babies already. Surf is the middle kid. Her older sister is named Raindrop and her younger sister is Baby Blue.

And how cute is Tosca, who Salmon was paired up with on prom? I can’t wait to see them two produce some babies. ❤ And speaking of babies… Generation 5 is on its way!

Also, while traveling I bend the rules for “Home Made” since I let my sims eat raw ingredients simply grilled over a fire. I reckon that’s fine since the time away doesn’t really count since they don’t age. They still cook everything from their own ingredients while they are home. 🙂

Chapter 4.9: A problem

Screenshot-995Me and Bittersweet had been planning protests and handing out flyers about it for a few days and it was the day before the actual protest when Thunderbird came to our door. Unlucky for him, he was met by an angry Watermelon who refused to let him in to the house because she couldn’t remember him and therefore did not trust him.

Screenshot-997“Relax Watermelon” I heard Thunderbird saying. “I just want to speak to your sister. She knows me.”

Watermelon continued to keep him out of the house. She really did have some trust issues which I knew I would have to deal with one day. I felt sorry for her and I wanted to help her, but things had a way of coming in between the entire time. I hurried out in the hallway before Watermelon would try to harm Thunderbird. “It’s alright sister, I know who he is. Let him in.”

She muttered something that I couldn’t hear before turning on her heel and stomping up the stairs. I looked after her as she descended and then back to Thunderbird. “Sorry about that, she’s a little… moody sometimes.”

Screenshot-1040“Life hasn’t treated her the best I suppose” Thunderbird shrugged as he stepped inside. “Besides, with the recent attacks, she is right to worry.”

“The animal attacks? I’m sure no animal would harm us at our home.”

“I know how you feel about the matter” Thunderbird said and walked past me and in to the kitchen. “I heard you and Bittersweet are protesting against the hunt of the animals behind the attacks. Is that true?”

Screenshot-1041I nodded in response and Thunderbird stood lost in thought for a moment, which I used to talk a bit myself. “It’s not right to kill anything that defends itself. This world is their home too.”

“I want to help you with the protests” Thunderbird said and locked eyes with me.

“You?” It surprised me for I had never pictured Thunderbird as a man who treasured nature like me and my sister did.

“It’s very important that no one go after that…” he hesitated before uttering his next word, “… animal.” I raised my brows towards him, trying to understand what it was he was saying. Somewhere inside me I realized that there was something he didn’t tell me but so far I couldn’t put the pieces together.

Screenshot-1042“Whoever tries to put a stop to that animal will get killed. They can’t stop it” Thunderbird continued and this were the words that helped me understand. Although, since I felt rather scared about being right, I didn’t dare to ask him up front. Instead I took a detour, praying that my suddenly born suspicions were wrong:

“You are talking about these attacks as if it was a single animal behind it. Singular, not plural. Why?”

“Because I’m quite sure it was a single animal that did it. Or whatever we should call ourselves.”

I lost my breath. What he said did confirm my fears. My mother was behind the recent killings in town. Or someone else like her which was unlikely. Even though I had never felt love for my mother or cared much about her, I found myself hoping that Thunderbird was wrong and that she hadn’t slipped so far off any moral standards. I desperately wished that she wasn’t the one to blame. However, the suspicions made our future protests a lot more important. I did not wish for a mob to go chase after my mother, for if it was true – I knew Thunderbird would be right about which side ended up dead. It wouldn’t be mother.

Screenshot-1162Lots of berries showed up on the protest but there wasn’t a single one who shared our opinion. Instead they raised huge signs with pictures of the dead berries above their heads, demanding justice. No matter what arguments me, Bittersweet and Thunderbird tried, they refused to budge. I was almost at tears when we left the park that day. Not because the townsfolk would go chasing after my mother but because they would die as they did.

Weak berries didn’t stand a chance against a newly fed vampberry such as mother. Thunderbird told me this, even if I understood it myself even before that.

Bittersweet seemed a lot more worn down than I felt myself after the protest and Romeo decided to take her home while Thunderbird went with me and Berrian home. It was a strange feeling knowing that things were about to go to shit in our town.

Screenshot-1165“Why don’t you stop her?” Berrian asked Thunderbird, who in turn explained that he, as a vegetarian vampire lacked the strength required to have any chance against mother. Her being fairly newborn and full on fresh blood meant that she had a strength he wouldn’t be able to match even if he did feed on fresh blood. Our only hope was to reach out for mother’s conscience, which as we all know had never been the greatest.

“She escaped my house some week ago and has been feeding freely since. She comes home now and then, but I can’t make her stay. I’m too weak while I’m alone. I do think you could maybe help me Coral. Even if it doesn’t seem like it, she cares for you. She always has. You and Bittersweet were her babies and she has missed you after the transformation. It might be a long shot but I do believe that maybe you could help her get a grip of herself.”

Screenshot-1044I don’t know how he managed to talk me in to it, but in the end I agreed to go with Thunderbird during the night to look for my mother. I suppose a part of me actually wanted to help her. A part of me thought that there was still hope for my mother, even if it was a long time since I last thought about that.

According to Thunderbird, her hunts usually started around Sweet Pastry, which he thought depended on the simple fact that the only man she had ever loved could some day be there. Precious, Bittersweet’s father. Perhaps if things had turned out differently between them she would have been a different person. A nicer, less selfish person.

Chills ran through my body as I stood next to Thunderbird, wondering about what to do next. I did not know if it was because of the chilly night air or if it was fear creeping through my body. Perhaps a little of both. “She’s not here” I whispered, feeling both relieved and scared.

Screenshot-1045Just as the words had left my lips a man came out from the back door of the café. I recognized him immediately. Precious. I wanted to yell for him to leave but no words came out of my mouth. I took a step forward, ready to take my sister’s father under my arm and guard him to safety but Thunderbird took a hold of my arm, preventing me from taking even the slightest step towards Precious.

“Stay back, she’s there” he hissed and my heart dropped to my ankles.

Screenshot-1047In the flash of a moment my mother appeared out of nowhere and jumped straight at Precious who had no chance of reacting whatsoever. My first reaction was a will to dive straight for Precious and try to save him but Thunderbird held my arm in a firm grip. “There’s nothing you can do now” he whispered and in his voice I could hear sadness.

It was the first time in years that I saw my mother and what I saw before me was even worse than what I remembered.

Screenshot-1049Her eyes were blank as she dug in to Precious’ arm and my whole body sunk together as the color of Precious’ body faded as my mother fed on him. Berrian gasped for air next to me and Thunderbird just sighed.

I knew nothing of vampires, but I realized that the scene in front of me had to be one which Thunderbird had caused several times himself. As I watched Precious running out of life and blood dripping down my mother’s chin I couldn’t help but think that perhaps the best thing for this town would be if that animal in fact did get killed. She didn’t act in defence, her attacks were simply for joy and amusement. She could live on plasma, as Thunderbird did. Feeding on, and killing, berries were her own choice.

Screenshot-1053It all happened so fast, no more than a few seconds can have passed before she let go of Precious’ arm. A thump was heard when his lifeless body hit the ground. The sound made me realize what had just happened and I cried out loud.

Screenshot-1051In the blink of an eye mother turned around and stared at me. Her face was covered in blood after the recent feeding and her mouth was open, revealing two sharp fangs. She growled in a way I could never have thought possible for a berry. It was loud and fierce and she sounded really dangerous. Chills ran through my body and for the first time in my life I felt pure fear.

Screenshot-1055I heard myself sniffle and Berrian sighed and covered his face in his hand. Thunderbird sighed, too, but it was a whole different sigh. “You’ve made a mess again” he said and the growl from mother stopped as her mouth turned in to a smile.

“You knew it would happen. We need blood, it’s our food. We’re predators, you shouldn’t deny it” she said and smiled. It wasn’t a happy smile, nor a smile which made me feel better about the situation. No, the contrast of her smiling mouth and her blood covered face along with Precious lifeless body rather made me even more scared.

Screenshot-1054“I don’t hunt” Thunderbird said. “And neither should you, if you want to live.” Mother simply laughed at him and we all knew that she was stronger than the three of us combined and that it would be impossible to force her to do anything she didn’t like. A subtle nudge to my side from Thunderbird made me remember that perhaps I could help her. And the town.

I stuttered as I spoke but I was proud that I was even capable of speaking with the fear that held my whole body in a steady hand. “Let’s get you home, mother.”

Screenshot-1056I don’t know how it happened, but after a short while we found ourselves following mother to Thunderbird’s home. Her face was still covered with blood and yet she walked with easy steps as though nothing had happened. I found that I was starting to actually dislike her a lot. Even though I had known she was selfish before, this was something I hadn’t expected even from her.

Mother walked to the back of the house and Thunderbird asked me to go talk to her and then pulled Berrian with him inside. To clean up the traces of Precious, I assumed. And of course to give me some time alone with mother. Not that I wanted any for I was still scared of her.

Screenshot-1057“Why are you here Coral?” she asked without even looking at me.

“I want to help you” I stuttered, barely believing the words myself. I was actually starting to think that she was beyond saving already.

“I need no help” she spat and turned to look at me. “I am doing perfectly fine, thank you.”

“Why are you doing this?” I wondered in a whisper.

Screenshot-1059Every emotion was gone from her eyes as she stared at me. If what Thunderbird had said about my mother missing me was true, she hid it well. Thirteen years had passed and she showed no sign of caring about it. She didn’t care the slightest about any of us children. In a way I had always known, but seeing it before me still hurt.

“I’m a vampire” mother snarled. “This is what we do.”

Screenshot-1060I don’t know where my courage came from. Perhaps it was the realization of mother not caring about us at all, perhaps it was a tiny little spark of hope that still saw an opportunity. Whatever it was, it helped me take the few steps up to mother and really confront her. “Thunderbird does not hunt. You don’t have to do it either. You choose to do it, that’s how it is.”

“You know nothing” mother said with a blank voice. “You are a fool to come here and a fool for thinking you could help me. I am what I am and I do what I have to.”

“You have a choice!” I cried and was starting to feel desperate of actually getting her to understand and take some responsibility of her actions.

Screenshot-1061She faked a yawn before looking at me again and snarling, “And I have made a choice.”

“What happened to the mother I had who rushed in to buildings on fire to save this town’s berries? What happened to her, mother? Does that not matter anymore? Would you rather see this town die?”

“I’m different now” she said and turned her back to me. I did not know what to say anymore, I had no chance against my mother and I knew that she could kill me before I even realized what was going on, so I took a step back and sighed.

“You’re not my mother anymore” I said. In truth, she had never been my mother except for in a biological matter. We both knew that, but it still stung to say it out loud.

Screenshot-1062I started to walk away, wanting to get to Berrian and Thunderbird but I had managed to take no more than four steps before mother blocked my path. She leaned in towards me and growled while showing off her pointy fangs. “I wonder what you’d taste like” she snarled and the only thing I could think was that I felt sorry for my younger siblings. They would break when the news of my death came to them for they had already lost too many people. Perhaps Romeo and Berrian would be there for them. I hoped they would.

Screenshot-1063“I was going to search for your father next, but I could make do with you” she continued and I thought I could see her fangs sparkle. I closed my eyes and waited for the bite to come.

But it didn’t and after a few moments I opened my eyes again, just a little, and saw that mother stood with her fangs still exposed and eyed me from top to toe.

Screenshot-1066Shortly thereafter she started to circle around me, while still making the same growling sounds. The air was electric around us and I was terrified. I knew that I could be dead within seconds, even if a small part of me hoped that she would have killed me long ago had she wanted me dead. I did not manage to convince myself of that matter, though, and at mother’s every move I jumped a little. A smile played on her lips, most likely because she enjoyed scaring me. Perhaps that was more amusing than killing me. I could only hope.

Screenshot-1065“What do you want!?” Mother suddenly yelled and turned around facing the house. Her sudden explosion had me jumping at the spot. I had really never been so scared in my life before.

“Back away from her. She’s your daughter Soda. You don’t want to harm her.” Thunderbird’s voice was calm and steady and as he spoke he walked slowly towards us.

“I have no children” mother snarled and her eyes turned back to me.

Screenshot-1067 “Besides, it’s all your fault Thunderbird Almond” she spat. The words were clearly not for me, even though her dead eyes seemed to look straight through my body.

“Let’s get inside now” Thunderbird said, ignoring mother’s hateful words. He walked up to us and placed a hand on mother’s shoulder. She jumped a little and first I was afraid she would harm him, but shortly after her body relaxed and she followed him inside. I went after them with shaky legs.

Screenshot-1069I went to stand next to Berrian once we had come inside and Thunderbird quickly went to get mother a can of plasma. When he handed it to her she scorned, “This is no food” she said.

“It’s what I’ve been living on for the last 150 years. It does the job” Thunderbird said and shrugged.

Mother wrinkled the can with her bare hand which splashed red liquid around her before she threw the can in the corner of the room. “I’m not drinking that.”

“If you ever want a relation with your kids or friends again you have to drink that” Thunderbird pleaded but mother showed no sign of caring.

Screenshot-1070After that she turned to look at me and Berrian and again it sent shivers through my body. “I don’t have any children anymore” she said. Her eyes were blank but in her voice I thought I could sense a small sign of sorrow.

I said nothing. I just looked down at my hands which were moving on its own in nervous movements.

Screenshot-1071“You have the most amazing kids, it’s a shame that you throw them away.” It was the first thing Berrian had said since we found mother and despite the serious situation we were in his words warmed my heart. Perhaps I had no mother, but at least I had him.

Mother reacted like one should have foreseen by growling and exposing her fangs. She even crouched in an attack position, as if she was about to jump at Berrian. Without thinking I took a step forward, placing myself between her and my man. Thunderbird in his turn again placed a hand on mother’s shoulder. It looked like a soft touch but I assumed he was holding her with his full power.

Screenshot-1072“I need you to stop killing” Thunderbird said and his voice was calm and steady and very serious.

“Not unless you give in. You can save this town, Thunder” mother said. “I need one single word and I will drink your stupid plasma.”

Screenshot-1073Thunderbird seemed to lose whatever strength he had at mother’s words and I couldn’t for my life understand why. “If I give you my word, will you stop?” he sighed defeat.

“You have my word” mother smiled.

Screenshot-1075“I shouldn’t trust your word. But I’ll have to try” Thunderbird whispered and looked down at his feet. It seemed like the two of them had almost forgotten about me and Berrian being in the room and they seemed to have their full attention at each other. Silence laid over the room for a moment before mother chuckled victoriously.

“So that’s a yes?”

A deep sigh escaped Thunderbird’s mouth before he whispered “Yes.”

Whatever it was Thunderbird had said yes to, I knew it couldn’t be good. I just hoped that I would never find out what it was.

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