Chapter 4.2: Just for me

Screenshot-799I did my best to postpone leaving for Berryniversity. Not because I did not want to go, but because it felt like I was abandoning my siblings and I did not want that. They were my family after all. And I loved them. And with mother gone, someone had to care for them and cook for them and make sure things worked around here.

“Are you sure you will be okay?” I asked Bittersweet for the millionth time.

Screenshot-800“Yes, yes, yes, we will be okay. I know how to treat your garden too once winter is over. And besides, Taxus and Hyacinth promised to come over every now and then and check on us. We will be fine. You need to have a life, too, sister.”

“But you’re so young” I complained even though I knew she had been by my side the entire time and that she was perfectly capable of caring for the family on her own. Watermelon and Salmon were older now and didn’t need as much supervision as they used to. But it still felt wrong to leave them.

“And you are not as young and neither have you ever got to be young and you need to do something just for you. For once.”

Screenshot-798She hit my weak spot there. For as long as I could remember I had been doing things simply because they fell in my lap, and not because I desperately wanted to do them. And that is how life is, in a way. But now that my dear sister had applied for University for me and the admission note had fallen in my lap, I hesitated.

“Okay okay. But if you ever need me for anything, call and I’ll be right back home. Okay? And please do care for the garden, I know you love it just like I do.”

“It’ll be blooming like never before once you get back home” Bittersweet grinned and I hugged her. Oh how I loved her.

Screenshot-793Salmon had always preferred Bittersweet reading to him rather than myself. It was soothing now that I would soon be leaving them. It was bittersweet to watch them (no pun intended) for Bittersweet was pushing her own needs to the side just as I had always been doing too. She stepped in like the head of the family like she was destinied to do just that and when I thought about how I had always been doing the same thing I felt disappointed in mother. She had never been there for us. Definitely not emotionally and now, not even physically.

Screenshot-788On the day I was supposed to leave, Hyacinth came over to let us meet their son, Mystery. He had the same yellow skin as his grandmother Canary, which was quite fascinating. Seeing his tiny figure made it even harder to leave. I would miss his firsts of everything and when I got back he wouldn’t have a clue who I was.

“You know” Hyacinth said as she rocked back and forth in the chair in my room. “We’ll come here and look after them. Everything will be fine. It’s your turn to have some fun now. Relax, do things just for you. Okay?”

Screenshot-802Later that day uncle Blizzard came over to bid me farewell together with his youngest son, Calypso. All these goodbyes made it even tougher but when I saw how happy Salmon was when he saw his cousin, and alike best friend, I smiled. Salmon was the baby’s family and seeing him play and laugh with Calypso without any worries calmed me down. He was growing up and he would be just fine.

Screenshot-804Once everyone had left again. I sat down to enjoy a last salad of my own vegetables at the dinner table. There was nothing that made up for the taste of your self-grown vegetables. It wasn’t just the feeling of going out in your garden to pick them fresh for the cooking, but also the fact that you knew that there was nothing added. Not while growing and not after. That was a thing that was very rare these days.

Screenshot-803“I’ll miss this” I said out loud. Bittersweet nodded for she already knew I would.

“Sis, why don’t you bring some of that fruit with you. And some seeds? You can always plant them in your room.”

“Planting indoors? It’s not the same, is it?”

“I bet it’s still better than the sprayed vegetables you could buy at the store.”

My sister was right and once I had decided to bring both vegetables and seeds with me it suddenly felt a lot easier to leave. I had been dreading sprayed vegetables without even realizing so myself. But of course, I felt that nature itself was enough to keep any plant living green and producing ripes and the simple thought of polluting anything that lived with spray just so it would grow bigger or more colorful disgusted me. Nature was fine as it was, we were the real problem.

Screenshot-808 The things I brought with me could easily fit in a single suitcase. I had never understtod why people insisted of having so much stuff. I wouldn’t miss anything even if I left most of my home at home. I had some extra clothes, some books and my vegetables along with a few seeds. It was everything I needed, and should I ever figure that something was missing it would be possible to find it.

Screenshot-809 “Bye sis! Have fun, we’ll miss you!” Bittersweet waved behind me and I felt my eyes tear up. Not because it was sad to leave, but because I would miss them too. I loved my family.

Screenshot-810I heard her shouting her goodbyes all the way towards the car but I couldn’t force myself to look back. I had to leave, she wanted me to leave and I would do the best of it. For her and our younger siblings. And for myself. Mostly for myself.

Screenshot-816It was a long drive to Berryniversity and as we passed snowy bushes and white houses I decided to close my eyes and get some rest. It would be several hours and daytime until we arrived at the destination.

When I opened my eyes again the sun was rising over the horizon and we had left winter behind and driven right in to the warm summer. The realization made me smile for I much preferred the warm spring and summer when nature rose and lived for its fullest.

Another hour later we stopped outside a pink and green dormitory. A few students stood outside chatting with each other but overall it seemed quiet and peaceful. I felt excited when I walked towards the entrance and my new experience.

Screenshot-836My roommate was a strictly looking blue woman named Atlantic. She was a few years older than me but she seemed nice. We didn’t have much time for introducing ourselves to each other, though, for as soon as she had shaken my hand she excused herself and rushed off.

I didn’t mind being left on my own even if that too was a new experience for me. Not that I was all by myself for outside the door to our shared little room other student’s huffed and puffed in the stairs as they moved in to their respective rooms.

Screenshot-817My own bag had been easy to carry upstairs and I unpacked it fast. The most precious things I had brought were the planters and the seeds and when I placed them on the floor next to my bed the room suddenly felt a lot more homely.

I planted tomatoes, potatoes and mushrooms before I took off for the Meet and Greet.

Screenshot-822Everything in the University area was colored in bright and happy colors and when I pedaled towards the grey main buildings I smiled. Birds sang in the treetops and overall this seemed like the best place in the world. All the worries of my family back home disappeared to some box in the back parts of my brain. I wouldn’t need to worry while I was here for Bittersweet would care for them all and I would do just like she had told me to and enjoy myself.

Screenshot-825The main hall was really big and as I stepped inside I felt quite overwhelmed right away. Students talked with each other in the corners of the room and most of them seemed to already have their friends here. I felt quite lonely but tried to suppress it for I wanted this experience to be happy and it would simply not do anything good to start worry. I would get friends too, eventually.

Screenshot-823I walked up to one of the welcome tables to grab my schedule and the information I needed when a green llama suddenly appeared behind my back. He walked past me with confident steps as if the giant silly llama costume was the most common thing in the world to wear. When he was right next to me he turned to look at me and shot off a bright smile but didn’t say anything. I looked confused after him and then looked around but none of the other students seemed to have noticed him. Perhaps it was a common thing around here to walk around in giant green llama costumes. Who was I to judge?

Screenshot-827“You’re new?” a man’s voice asked and tapped my shoulder lightly. I turned around and saw a man about my own age with the friendliest smile one could ever have.

“How could you tell?” I smiled back.

“It’s your eyes” he replied. “Every new student looks at the things here in a curious way that no old students do. Being here for a term or more does that to you, you start taking the things for granted. Shame, because there is sure a lot to look at. I’m Romeo, by the way.” He offered me his hand and I took it.

“I’m Coral.”

Screenshot-828Romeo smiled again and I wondered if he was always that happy. He seemed like such a person, the kind who tried to be happy about everything and who tried to make the best of everything. A bit like me, perhaps. At least I liked to see myself like that, like I tried to do the best of everything without worrying too much.

“Nice to meet you Coral” Romeo said and I nodded in agreement. “Come, I’ll show you around a bit.”

Screenshot-831Romeo guided me upstairs where a few students were playing games together or just stood talking to each other. “Once the studies start, this place will be filled with studying students. These pool tables and the pong tables are rarely used other than during these first days actually. I’d say if you’re of the kind that wants to study in group this is the place to go. You’re not required to be as quiet as on the library and here is usually a few teachers running about who you can grab if you need to ask anything. It’s a rather nice place for studying, actually.”

“What do you study?” I asked, hoping he would be in the same class as me. It would be nice to know someone when the classes started the next day.

“Art” he replied and smiled even wider. “I did science last term but I was shit at it. I’m much better at arts. Honestly, I don’t know why I even chose Science in the first place.”

“I’m in science” I said and looked down.

“Oh, I was so sure you’d be an art student” Romeo smiled again and also looked down.

Screenshot-833“I mean, a girl with no shoes? Bound to be an artist” he continued and laughed a little.

“Oh. I just don’t like shoes” I said and wiggled my toes a little. “I like having the contact with the ground I walk. It makes me feel a lot more free and in touch with nature.”

Romeo narrowed his brows and I realized I must have sounded like a complete idiot. In touch with nature? But Romeo didn’t laugh at me, neither did he seem to think I was an idiot for he simply replied: “I think I’ll have to introduce you to my friends, Coral.”

Screenshot-830“Really?”

Romeo nodded and explained how they all had about the same views of nature and human impact as I did. His explanation gave me a warm fuzzy feeling in the pit of my stomach and I found myself wishing I could let Bittersweet meet him too. If Romeo and his friends were like me, they would also be like Bittersweet and she would like them. At least I found that I much liked Romeo.

When we finally said our goodbyes I was rather certain that I had just made my first friend except for Bittersweet and when I got to bed that night I fell asleep swiftly.


A big thanks to Minty for letting me use the absolutely adorable Romeo Parfait. He is a spare from the Alfalfa legacy

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Chapter 4.1: A broken family

Screenshot-750I woke up one day and mother was nowhere to be found in the house. I didn’t think much about it because there had been times when she spent the night at some other place or mornings when she had to rush out for an emergency. It wasn’t weird that her bed was neatly made and no breakfast was prepared for any of us children.

No, I was used to making breakfast both for me and my younger siblings. And I rather enjoyed it, cooking with my own fruits and vegetables.

I didn’t think much about it the second day either. Or the third. On the fourth I started wondering, although not worrying. At least not until uncle Blizzard called and wondered why mother hadn’t showed up for work. I told him truthfully that I didn’t know. It probably worried him more than it worried me.

I tried calling her but her phone sprung to life in her bedroom. If it hadn’t been weird enough that she skipped work, it was certainly weird that she had left home without her phone. She had always had this constant need to be contactable. Leaving her phone was not like her at all. So I wondered, but I still didn’t worry. Nor did I miss her. She had never really been around in our childhood even when she was physically present. Not having her here was no real difference, really. Bittersweet felt the same way, and Watermelon never mentioned any of it. She, too, was used to being without mother and simply having me or Bittersweet taking care of her. Salmon was still too young to understand any of it.

Screenshot-782Several days later Thunderbird showed up at our house just to tell us that mother was with him and that she wouldn’t return home for a long time. I tried to ask for an explanation but he dodged every question as well as he could, only letting me know that we would be better off without her. That was probably true, no matter what the reason behind it was.

Screenshot-754We kept dealing with everyday chores the same way as we used to. It didn’t matter too much to me that mother was gone, for in reality she had always been absent. If it weren’t for her empty bed and the spring gnomes appearing everywhere in the house there was no proof she had ever been here. Except for us children, of course.

I did my best taking care of us all. Being the oldest meant I felt responsible. I worried nothing about myself or Bittersweet since we were both old enough to care for ourselves. But what would happen to Watermelon, who had just started school? Or Salmon, who was still only a toddler? I never asked to be their guardian, yet I never complained about it either. Now that this had fallen in my lap and I simply decided to deal with it as best as I could.

Screenshot-757Watermelon asked about mother at one point and even though it didn’t matter too much to me where she was or why she wasn’t here, it hurt to think that little Watermelon would have to keep wondering because I didn’t know the answer.

“Didn’t she love us?” she asked and tears welled up in her eyes. It hurt to tell her the truth, she was still so young, but she deserved to know.

“No, sweetie. Not enough. She only loved herself. We’ll be fine, I promise. You know we’ll take care of you.”

A single tear ran down my younger sister’s cheek and she wiped it off with the back of her hand before stomping hard with her little foot in the ground. “I hate her. She’s stupid!”

Screenshot-756“And she’s gone. Don’t worry honey. We will be fine, I promise.”

“I don’t have any parents anymore. That feels stupid. No mom and no dad.”

“You do have a father, Melon. He’s just not here very often… And you have a mother too, I suppose. And you have us, me and Bittersweet. We’re still a family.”

She shook her head again, which made her braid wobble from right to left causing a puff of wind to my face. “A broken family. I hate broken things.”

Screenshot-759 Screenshot-758That night Watermelon made herself comfortable in mother’s bed. She crawled under the sheets and inhaled deeply, taking in the remaining scent of mother’s perfume that had nestled itself in to the pillow. It made me feel uncomfortable being in that room for I was old enough to know that the bed was certainly well-used. But since it seemed to calm Watermelon down a bit, I didn’t complain and simply sat down on the edge of the bed and started reading her a goodnight story. I was determined to give her a childhood as normal as I could for I was scared that she would end up as broken as mother had always been if I didn’t.

I knew that this family had some seriously fudged up history and as it seemed, it wasn’t about to change yet.

Screenshot-755Bittersweet took a big responsibility too and we both cared for the younger kids as best as we could. We were definitely too young for this kind of responsibility but then again, it wasn’t like it was new to us just because mother wasn’t physically present anymore. We had been doing this for years already.

In contrast to Watermelon, Salmon didn’t seem to notice that something was even different. Perhaps he was too young to understand or perhaps he simply didn’t have many memories concerning mother yet. At least he was too young to understand that our family was different.

Screenshot-783A few days before my own and Salmon’s birthday Thunderbird came over again and said we needed to talk. He looked tired, which was strange for I had never seen him look tired before, and for what I knew vampires didn’t sleep and therefore shouldn’t be tired. He asked me to sit, but I preferred standing. I had just put the young ones to sleep and was about to finish the dishes and I just didn’t have time for any long conversation.

“I turned her” he blurted out when I refused to sit and I felt my whole face twist. What he had just said couldn’t be true, could it?

Screenshot-765“You did what?!”

He sighed and for a brief moment he looked even more tired than before. I tried reading his face but failed. “She tricked me in to it. Oh maker you should know I never wanted this Coral. Fudge, I know you deserve to have your mother around and everything and I should have learned to control myself but she smelled so good and the simple thought of having someone around who were like me. I couldn’t resist. But I regret it, I really do.”

I scratched my head for a moment and tried to wrap my mind around the facts that had just come to me. My mother was a vampire? If I thought this family was creepy and weird before, this took it to a whole new level. “So she won’t be coming back?”

Screenshot-784He shook his head again. “She’s so fudging impulsive. She’d bite anything that moves, I’ve kept her locked in until now but eventually she will need to get out and I’m not ready to release her here. I have to bring her out of town. Until she can control herself better. It’s not safe for anyone here with her trying to learn how to control her hunger. I’m so, so sorry I did this to you.”

Screenshot-764“Wow. This is… A lot to take in” I said because I did not know what else to say. It wasn’t so weird imagining a town without my mother (except for the fact that she had actually been a fine firefighter and it would be a loss to the department) but it was no doubt weird thinking that she was a vampire. I was just lucky I had known that Thunderbird was one in the first place for taking in the fact of supernatural life forms along with the news of your newly turned mother would most likely have been too much. I felt my face twist in to a displeased grimace, not because I would miss my mother very much but because I realized my own life would now evolve around cleaning up after mother’s mistakes. Before my own life had even started, I had two kids to care for.

I mean, I wanted kids one day. But not like this. Definitely not like this. I quickly released that thought, though, for it would do me no good spending my days thinking too much about it. I had always thought that things happen for a reason and that there is no real use to think of what could have been. I was good at adapting and making the best of what I had before me. This would be no different, I would manage just fine.

Screenshot-769Uncle Blizzard surprised us with coming over with the rest of the family for Salmon’s birthday. Even father came over for Salmon’s birthday and I couldn’t help but find it ironic that he cared so much more about us than mother had ever done, even if he was usually physically absent. He had probably been more present than mother anyhow.

We hadn’t initially planned for a party for it was tough enough to keep the house in shape while we were all in school and Salmon had a sitter. Mother’s savings were shrinking rapidly and I was very grateful for the garden I had laid out earlier for it provided us with enough ripes to keep us from going hungry. I don’t know what we would have done without it and I seriously feared the upcoming winter.

Screenshot-768Salmon seemed to always be happy and when Blizzard helped him to blow the candles of the cake they had brought a smile formed on his little face. I didn’t dare to tell my uncle that I didn’t like the cake and that it was filled with millions and billions of unhealthy additives. It was a nice gesture and for that I simply thanked them. I didn’t eat any of it, though.

It was probably weird for all of us to gather like this and not having mother around. When it came to hosting parties, she had been great. Not everything she had done had been stupid, even though most of it had been selfish. We celebrated like nothing was missing this day though and no one even spoke about her absence.

Hyacinth and Taxus were awaiting an addition to their family already, which really didn’t come as a surprise. They had been so eager to get married that I had been anticipating that pregnancy ever since the wedding. I was happy for them but also a bit jealous because they got to live their life as they wanted – without having to take care of mother’s leftovers. Not that I saw my younger siblings as leftovers for I really loved them. It was just the raising bit that annoyed me – I didn’t want to be their mother, I wanted to be their sister. Not that anything had really changed with mother’s disappearance when you really thought of it.

Screenshot-772When everyone had left I myself aged up with Bittersweet as my only witness. Watermelon and Salmon were both asleep and me and my sister had cleaned the place so it looked decent again. No sign of a party. The leftovers from the birthday cake went straight to the bin for I did not want to feed this family with additives. I wanted to know exactly what we ate and my own little garden along was more than enough to feed us all.

It felt weird having a grown-up body for I had been living as an adult for many years already. It was as if my physical body finally caught up with the circumstances I lived by.

Screenshot-762Bittersweet cried when she saw me and when I asked her why, she told me she wasn’t ready to see me leave but that she knew it was inevitable.

“I’m not leaving” I said. “How could I?”

She handed me a letter she had been hiding in her back pocket. It was crumbled but once I had straightened it out it was perfectly readable. ‘ADMISSION NOTE’ I read on the top and when I continued further I felt confused. Berryniversity had approved my application to their Science class – but I had never sent in an application. And I couldn’t go now – I had a family to care for.

“I applied for you” my sister said. “Suits you perfectly. You’ll get a chance to be young, meet some friends and get a degree and hopefully some job offers. When you get back home you can provide for this family. You have to go. You deserve it, sister.”

Screenshot-785 Screenshot-786I tried to make her change her mind but she was set on me leaving even though it made her worried and sad. In a way I think I was glad that she kind of pushed me out, for I would never have left her otherwise. I explained to Watermelon that it was only for a short time and that I would be back home before she was a teenager and then we would be together for as long as she wanted. And Bittersweet promised to be there for her until I came home. I would miss my siblings for sure, but once I started getting set for leaving I also started to look forward to it. This was what fate had in store for me – and I would simply embrace it, like always.

Chapter 3.14: Reunion

Screenshot-493Taxus had become a teenager already and it was the first birthday ever in this house that we didn’t host a party for. I felt a bit bad about it but he assured me it was just fine. I gave him an easel for his birthday and he was pretty much glued to it the entire night so it probably wouldn’t have made much difference if there had been a lot of people in the house anyway. He seemed happy.

I was still thinking about a way to make the kids get to know their fathers because I didn’t want them to have the same childhood as I had and when I was sitting with Taxus I brought the idea up with him.

“A gift giving party with our fathers?” he asked and didn’t sound very excited. “Don’t bother inviting my father. I don’t care anyway. But maybe the girls do, what do I know…”

I thought about it a lot but in the end I decided to invite Flamenco anyway. He didn’t show up though. Perhaps he thought the trip would be too long or he simply didn’t care enough about a teenage son he had never met.

Screenshot-498Lychee and Precious came though, along with the rest of my closest family. Which was growing quite quickly and also involved my cousin Butterfly Bush because she and Lychee were a couple. Appletini also came with her son Ferrari as a part of Precious’ closest family. And dad brought Thunderbird, they seemed to hang out more often now that mom was gone and dad was lonely while Mithos still had his big family. I certainly did not complain, Thunderbird was h-o-t.

Screenshot-499Screenshot-500Screenshot-501Screenshot-504Screenshot-503The party was alright even if the kids didn’t exactly speak too much with their fathers (and the fathers didn’t try too hard either) and even though not everyone was overly happy with their gifts. But still, it was alright and I had given my children the opportunity to get to know their fathers and that meant I had done what I could. I would probably keep trying because I didn’t want my own children to feel as abandoned as I had felt.

This is what I gave my kids: Taxus got some new paint brushes and a big sketch pad. Coral got a toy oven and a painting of a horse. Bittersweet got a toybox.

Screenshot-506And I myself got the best possible gift once the party was over. I couldn’t think of a better way to end a gift giving party than to woohoo in the igloo your kids had built in your garden.

Screenshot-495Life kept going its steady course after that. I worked a lot.

Screenshot-496Hung out with my kids.

Screenshot-494And behold! Precious.

Not that it was intentional most of the times, he simply happened to be at Appletini’s place when I came to visit and it actually seemed like my little outburst had done wonders to him because one day he suggested that he come to visit me and Bittersweet. I tried to hide the massive joy I felt and simply agreed. Maybe he would want to be by my side after all. Maybe!

However, that did not happen. He came to visit a few hours each time he was in town but he always left shortly after without so much as a hug. I realized that I dug that grave myself by lying in the first place and then repeating the lie but as the truth. At least he was around now and then and at least Bittersweet would know her father. And the few times he was actually around were the happiest moments in my life nowadays.

Screenshot-507I could stand just watching him as he played with his daughter or the times he brought Ferrari with him we would stand next to each other and just watch the two kids play. Simply being close to him sent tingles through my body, which was something I had never experienced with anyone else.

Screenshot-580Precious Pastry, he sure was unique.

Spending time with Precious was like riding a roller coaster that only went uphill. I was so happy in his company even if we weren’t romantically involved and I obviously wished for that to happen. The thing with rollercoasters, though, is that they need to go downhill at some point and when they do it may take you by surprise and leave you feeling both surprised and sick. At least that was how I felt when the Precious-coaster crashed down.

Screenshot-581“I’m seeing someone” he said one day. I had never considered such a thing to even be an option and as soon as he said it the world crashed on my shoulders and it felt like everything went black.

“But, we have a baby” I murmured while a wave of nausea rushed through my body. He couldn’t be seeing someone, we were a family for berry’s sake!

“And she’s adorable but I’m not in love with you, We have no future.”

Screenshot-586“But we have a past!” I couldn’t let him go. I couldn’t accept him being with someone else. I needed him, he should know I did.

“A past, yes. But I have a future too, and it can’t be with you. I think I’m in love with this girl Soda. I want to take the chance.” He looked down as he spoke and he looked genuinely sad.

Screenshot-585Bittersweet kept playing as if everything was normal and as if the whole world wasn’t falling apart at this moment. Precious smiled when he looked at her and I kept cursing to myself over the fact that he was so good-looking and over the fact that he was like no other guy I had ever met. I cursed the fact that I had fallen head over heels for him and I cursed the fact that I could be so blue-eyed and believe that there could even be a thing such as love.

I grabbed his arms and kneeled down to be able to look him straight in the eye as I said: “If you walk away you lose us both.” I knew that I wouldn’t be able to spend time with him if my chances of having a future with him was taken away. I had lived on that hope, had imagined us like a family and he just stomped on that image as if it was worth nothing. So I had to make him choose, either he wanted his daughter (and I could tell he adored her) or he walked away from us both.

Screenshot-582He kneeled down and kissed Bittersweet on the forehead. “I have to take this chance” he whispered. Before I knew it he was gone. From the room, from my life, from our family but not from my dreams. I sunk down on the floor in Bittersweet’s nursery and cried. Never before had my life felt so hopeless.

Screenshot-515Since becoming a mother I hadn’t gone out to party or drink much. It was weird thinking about how much my life had changed even though I had been determined to not let it happen. The day after Precious revealed his plan to leave me and my kids to go chase some lovelife he had suddenly found I decided to go to the pub for the first time in many years. I called the babysitter after I finished work and asked her to stay a bit longer and then I went straight to the pub.

Not much had changed it seemed, even though The Blank Slate was one of the few places that offered anything in the kind of nightlife it was quiet. Perhaps it also helped that it was in the middle of the week and only the really lonely and poor souls would make their way to the pub at 4 ó clock.

Screenshot-510I went upstairs to drown my sorrows with juice. I felt more miserable than I had ever done in my life before and not even a day at work had managed to ease my mind. Juice was the only escape I could think of now. Until I came upstairs and saw Lychee by the bar, that is. I stopped in my track towards the bar and just looked at him. Lychee Button, also a father to one of my kids. He looked so lonely by the bar and I couldn’t help but remember the sight of him when I saw him in Briocheport. Back then he had been surrounded by snake girls and had looked happy and content and now it was the complete opposite. I decided to go up to him.

Screenshot-511He barely looked at me when I took place next to him but he waved to the bartender and ordered a drink for me. I smiled and drank it without even saying a word to him first. He finished his glass too before speaking and when he finally did I noticed that he slurred. He had probably finished quite a few drinks already. “Ish not like Brioshh-portsh eschatly” he said and ordered another drink.

“It’s not” I agreed and ordered another drink myself.

Screenshot-512“She dumped me” he slurred after another sip of the juice and I could barely believe my ears. “She dumped Lyschee Buttshon. Ha!”

Screenshot-514I tugged at his sleeve and made him come with me away from the bar as I realized the bartender’s ears had grown way too big overhearing the subject. “Why would she do that?” I wondered and my own troubles suddenly seemed much more distant, even though Lychee’s troubles were a perfect reflection of my own.

“She doeshn’t love me anymore” he sighed and fell in to my arms, sobbing. It felt weird, comforting Lychee. I had learned to see him in a whole new way after meeting him as an adult and this sobbing mess was not how I pictured him.

Screenshot-513“Then she’s an idiot” I said and was surprised to realize that I meant it. Lychee was a good guy, he was cute and he was rich and famous. Lots of girls wanted him and throwing him away was a real waste. I suddenly enjoyed comforting him and when he stumbled down the stairs I followed him.

Screenshot-516Screenshot-518I stood waiting outside the toilet stall and tried to shut out the pouring sound from within. When Lychee came back out I threw myself in his arms. I needed this comfort and he did too. That didn’t stop him from being surprised by it all, though.

Screenshot-520“Whatcha doing?” he wondered once he managed to break free.

Screenshot-521“I’m kissing you” I replied and threw myself in his arms again and this time he didn’t object but instead returned the kiss. He tasted of alcohol and as we kissed I managed to forget about Precious. It was a good distraction.

Screenshot-522 Screenshot-523When he followed me home it was only the natural step. It was something we both needed – to feel wanted and to have some company. And the next morning one of my kids could eat breakfast together with both her mother and father and that was definitely out of the ordinary.

Screenshot-524“Do you mind if I come here to see you and Coral once every now and then?” Lychee asked during the breakfast and I said that I definitely wouldn’t mind. Both he and I really needed each other’s company now.

Screenshot-561A few days later we met Thunderbird and dad at the Winter Festival. It all happened because of three reasons: 1) Dad wanted to see his grandchildren and was feeling very lonely after Oceana’s passing. 2) Both Taxus and Coral had been begging to get to see Thunderbird more. Taxus thought it was cool that he was a vampire and Coral wanted him to teach her how to skate. 3) I wanted to see his gorgeous face again.

I had never realized how much he meant for my father or how close they had been but it became rather clear now that my father was grieving. It seemed like neither his siblings or two best friends had any time for hime and as such Thunderbird stepped in like some kind of savior.

It was nice hanging out with Thunderbird not only because he was good on the eye but also because he told me things about my father I never would have guessed. Apparantly my father had been a very brave young man back in the days. It was quite hard to believe.

Screenshot-562Coral raced for the skating rink as soon as we got to the festival lot and she looked very unstable as she tried her hand at the skating. “Please help me Thunderbird” she cried and he excused himself from my side and went to skate with my daughter.

Screenshot-566Although I must say it was rather cheaty with his vampiric speed. He was usually trying to keep a low profile and not everyone knew that he was a vampire, but since it was a school day and not many people at the festival he took the opportunity to show off. Coral looked at him dreamily as if she wished to have the same skating skills. I doubt she even noticed the fact that he wasn’t even wearing skates.

Screenshot-564Dad was mostly cuddling with Bittersweet the entire time and it seemed to make him happy so we mostly let him be. When Coral was tired of skating she threw off her jacket and went up to Thunderbird. “That was so cool on the ice” she said and smiled impressed. “You’ll teach me some day, won’t you?”

Thunderbird laughed, “We’ll see.”

Screenshot-568Both Bittersweet and Coral got quite tired at the end of the day and dad offered to take them home. Taxus followed them, which meant it was only me and Thunderbird left. It didn’t take long until he approached me with a seductive smile. “You’re just as gorgeous as every Twist woman before you” he said and placed his arms around my neck.

“How old are you?” I wondered, realizing he could be several hundreds of years.

“29” he replied and grinned.

“And for how long have you been 29?”

“For approximately 250 years.”

Screenshot-567Maybe it should have made me scared and made me want to get off him. I knew nothing of vampires except the things I had read in books. Maybe they were dangerous and it seemed very possible that he would be able to tear me apart just with a snap of his finger.

But it didn’t make me scared or nervous. It made me thrilled. I saw in front of me a new adventure, a new experience and I decided to take my chances.

Screenshot-569“You are a better kisser than your aunt Sweet Corn” Thunderbird said when our lips parted.

“I guess I had more training” I replied, not even bothered by admitting my loose nature. I knew I wouldn’t be at his rate anyway. When he literally sweeped me off my feet and carried me over to the photo automate I didn’t object. I smiled in his arms and it was the best adventure and experience I had ever had so far. Experience pays off, after all.


StoryProgression pushed Precious in to a relationship and made Butterfly Bush and Lychee break up so once again I changed my plans for Soda Pop’s future story. And because Thunderbird was also a popular choice among readers (and Soda herself) he also became a potential father. Both Taxus and Coral rolled relation-building wishes concerning Thunderbird too, so I decided to go with that. I have let Soda have RiskyWoohoo with both these men and we will see who will eventually become the father of the next child. 🙂

As you can see Bittersweet has a few paintings of dogs in her nursery, they are all in fact gifts from Precious to Soda Pop through the game’s attraction system. I thought it was rather fitting to put them in the nursery of his daughter. I’ve let her develop a real love for animals overall from those pictures. ^^

With the woohoo in the igloo, Soda Pop fulfilled her LTW to romance with five different guys in five different places. She has also reached Level 9 in her Firefighter career and is finally starting to make some decent money so the house (outside the kids’ rooms) will start looking a bit more furnished from now on. 

Oh, and Taxus went to prom with Hyacinth (she asked) and during the night they decided to go steady. How sweet is that?
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Chapter 3.12: Bittersweet

Screenshot-265By now I knew the symptoms well enough to tell early on. The hurricane of feelings within my body hadn’t been just feelings – it had been a baby.

And this time I wasn’t mistaken, it was Precious baby. I should have been sad about it, but when I rubbed my subtly swollen belly, I smiled. Precious’ baby was growing inside me. We had made a baby. Together.

Screenshot-284The problem was just that he was nowhere to be found. I wanted to tell him about the baby, I wanted him to be apart of its life – my life. But every time I came to Sweet Pastry it was Appletini standing behind the counter.

And every time I asked anything about her brother she refused to talk about him. Even after months I was no closer to finding out where he lived or how I could find him.

Screenshot-285I’m not sure if friendship is the right word, but there was definitely something growing between me and Appletini after all the afternoons I came to Sweet Pastry and chatted to her. She was still getting annoyed every time I asked about her brother, but she had also started smiling while refusing to talk about him.

“Look Soda” she said one day and locked her eyes to the ceiling, as if she didn’t want to look at me. “He’s bad news. Okay? My brother, you don’t really want him.”

“I need to talk to him, that’s all” I lied. The truth was that I did want him even if I had figured he was rather good at hurting me.

Screenshot-288“You don’t understand” I said and placed a hand on my belly when a kick from Precious’ baby hit me. “I’m pregnant.”

Appletini giggled, “I knew that already. You would never look that pudgy willingly.”

Screenshot-289“It’s his” I said and searched her face for any reaction. I had never been so sure of who the father was before, but this baby, it was definitely Precious. And I really needed him to come to my side and help me out and be with me. And I needed Appletini to help me find him or to talk to him or… do something.

Screenshot-290She said nothing but she stared at me with the deadliest look I had ever seen her giving. “It is his” I said again and nodded, as if I tried to show her that I had at least convinced myself about that matter.

“You know, you said that once before and that was such a big and ugly lie and you’re an idiot if you think he will fall for it again. I may not be on the best of terms with my brother, but what you did was just awful.” It was all she had to say in the matter and after that she would just turn her back at me whenever I tried to bring Precious or my baby up again.

It had been a mistake to say that Coral was his in the first place, I knew that – I had known all along. But I never could have imagined that the lie would be the final obstacle in my way towards a happy life with Precious. He had wanted Coral to be his too, hadn’t he? That was why he had been fooled, wasn’t it? He wanted to be a father. If he only knew now!

Screenshot-279Appletini never spoke another word about Precious or my baby after that and whatever friendship we had built up was definitely gone again. After some time I simply had to accept the fact that I wouldn’t manage to get to Precious that way. With Plum and Canary both back to work I was rather lonely during the days and I tried to just stay at home and care for Coral, I really did. But it didn’t work out. I couldn’t be a stay-at-home-mom. I could barely even be a mom. I needed my life – my own life.

In the end, I took to my last possible option: Begging to Blizzard to get my job back.

Screenshot-280His eyes were cold and bossy when he told me no. “You’re pregnant, Soda. It would be bad for the baby if you worked.”

“But I need it” I protested. “I’m going crazy at home!”

Screenshot-282“And I’m not letting you” Blizz said again and that was his final word in the matter. He was a tough boss, but a good one, I had to give him that. But still, I was his sister and he should know how much work meant to me and how crazy I would get being at home all day with Coral.

“But, I suppose you could hang out here during the days if it gets lonely at home” he said and smiled before walking away from me, tending to one of the firetrucks in the garage. I looked after him as he got to work and my entire body begged for working as well. I really loved my job, I suddenly realized.

Screenshot-269I took his advice and started coming in to the station even if I wasn’t allowed to actually work. Mostly I sat by the TV chatting to my replacement. She was an old lady and even though I came in every day I had never seen her do any actual work at the station. She just sat there playing games or watching TV. That made me even more annoyed because I knew I would do a better job than her, even if I was pregnant.

Screenshot-272“Don’t you have stuff to do?” I asked one day, rather subtle and friendly. I wasn’t going to make enemies just because I didn’t like the way she spent her days.

Screenshot-276“Ah, I’m resting” she replied and her voice was swaying like old berry’s voices do all the time. A picture of her resting outside a burning flashed before my eyes and made me shake my head in disapproval. She was not good enough to replace me.

Screenshot-273Screenshot-275Every day I came to the secod floor of the station during my pregnancy she was there, always just relaxing in front of the TV. In this rate, the alarms would soon be useless and the firetrucks would be slow. I hated the very thought of it. But what could I do, really?

I put Coral on the floor and picked the other controller up from the floor. I was so annoyed. So very annoyed. It was ridicoulous that I had been replaced by an old lady who did nothing better than play games and watch TV. And she wasn’t even good at that, I beat her easily at SimFighter.

And so one day there was an alarm while I was there. When I, with my huge pregnancy body, had managed to get to the lower floor with Coral in my arms before that old woman had even got up from the sofa I had finally had enough. Blizz couldn’t let this slip!

Screenshot-281Luckily, no one died in the extra minutes it took them to get to the right house. But I knew that minutes could mean the difference. Fudge, seconds could mean the difference and that old lady had just proved exactly how useless she was.

I approached Blizzard about it later that day.

“Fine” he grunted, probably irritated over both my nagging and the poor call-out earlier during the day. “You can work. But only at the station. Keep the alarms and trucks in shape.”

I hadn’t felt that happy in several months. He would let me work!

Screenshot-293And work I did! Coral was by my side the entire time and honestly she seemed happy enough to just be there with her stuffed teddy. In contrast to most other berries I gained energy rather than lose it from my work because I enjoyed it so much. It was way easier being a mother when I could also do the things I enjoyed. It had to be good for both me and my kids that I was happy.

Screenshot-294The alarms were in a pretty bad shape since they hadn’t been looked after in quite some months but I managed to trim them up to the point where they should function at their best. No seconds would be lost because of neglected alarms while they were on my watch.

Screenshot-292It felt so good being back at work. I finally had my own life back, even if it was far from how I had pictured it. The parties were all gone and I had ended up with two kids and another on the way. And I was single. But yes, it felt good.

And the paycheck was better when I actually did work and perhaps I could actually afford to keep my kids’ rooms up to par this way. Who would have known that kids were so expensive?

Screenshot-291My old lady replacement was still always watching that stupid TV on the upper floor. It didn’t bug me as much now that I cared for the alarms and the trucks, but it still annoyed me that she was so slow at responding to the alarms. I needed to get back as soon as possible.

Screenshot-295It must be something about the full moon and pregnancies that does not go too well together because when the full moon rose over the town I went in to labour. Taxus was helping me with the dishes when it happened and when he saw my face crinkle in pain he panicked. “What’s happening? Mom, mom! Are you okay mom?”

The initial pains were so strong that I couldn’t answer him or even try to calm down. I just had to focus on breathing.

Screenshot-296This worried Taxus even more and he started jumping from one foot to the other. Poor guy had no clue what I was going through, and didn’t know that I had done this two times already. It was probably harder for him than for me this one time.

“Taxus, go to your room and stay there. Don’t come down here until I say you can again, okay?” I said it with a firm voice and Taxus hesitated before leaving me on my own. He was probably worried about me, but he would be more scarred if he saw what was happening than if he left – that much I was sure of.

Screenshot-297A couple hours later I held a little baby girl in my arms. Precious’ girl. I smiled and felt incredibly lucky. She was a true treasure. I only wished she would have got Precious’ skin as that would have made it so much easier to convince both him and Appletini that this was indeed his baby. I would simply have to keep my fingers crossed now. They couldn’t ignore her now that she was here, could they?

I decided to name her Bittersweet. It was the most fitting name I could think of because that was exactly what she was – Bittersweet. Sweet because she was Precious’ baby and Bitter because of the very same thing.

Screenshot-437I went up to Taxus room shortly afterwards and showed him the little girl. He looked at her with big eyes as if he was trying to grasp how she had suddenly arrived. “She’s so little” he said after a little while and anxiously poked her arm.

“She is” I agreed and nodded. “This is your new sister. Her name is Bittersweet.”

Screenshot-435“How did she come out from your belly?” he wondered and I sat down on the edge of his bed and decided to tell him where babies came from and why I had been in so much pain. He crinkled his nose and muttered stuff like “Gross”, “Disgusting” and “Eeew” but in the end I think he was glad that I had explained and I hoped it would mean he didn’t have any nightmares about what he had seen.

Screenshot-436“I wish she was a boy” he said when I stood up and he looked at Bittersweet again. “I already have a sister. I want a brother. Girls are gross.”

“Well, you can’t decide beforehand” I said and smiled.

“I still wish she was a boy” he muttered and crawled under the sheets to go to sleep. I kissed his forehead and whispered goodnight before I turned the lights off and left his room. He had become so big and I felt like I barely knew him at all. How is one supposed to have time to get to know their kids when you have to work to pay the bills and afford to feed them all? It was a mystery to me. And surely, a nice home and food on the table had to be the top priority, even I understood that – with the little I knew about being a family.

Chapter 3.4: Business and Pleasure

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


Screenshot-1201“Oceana?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Not months either.

Or a year.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You did?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Pastry, Mr. Pastry.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Generation 3 Profiles

sodapop

Soda Pop Twist

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

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


blizzard

Blizzard Twist

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

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

loquat

Loquat Twist

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

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

Chapter 3.2: That would be your uncle

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

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

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

“How’s that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What do I get?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But I thought…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 3.1: A good-looking reflection

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

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

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

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

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

“Ugh, I hate math” I groaned.

“Tell me about it!” Plum agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s that?”

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

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

“You wanna break?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was good for my ego.

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

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

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

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

“Maybe” I answered, keeping my doors open.

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

The adorable Plum Everlast is a gift from mileyrox159.

Heir Vote!

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

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

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

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

Screenshot-1005Blizzard Twist

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

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

Screenshot-1004Loquat Twist

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

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

Screenshot-1003Soda Pop Twist

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

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

Generation Finale: A role model

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Love, there’s no such thing, right?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Screenshot-1022She named her Jaffa Dolphin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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