Chapter 3.7: Keeping promises

Screenshot-118Just a few weeks after Taxus was born spring came to town. The snow melted in to puddles and the grass started turning green again. The sun had never felt as warm and soft as it did that spring. It was refreshing and it felt like I was given another chance.

With spring, came of course spring festival. While I felt that autumn and winter festivals were quite boring and childish, the spring festival was one I had always looked forward to throughout my whole life. This year was no exception. While I prepared to head out Loquat came over and offered to babysit Taxus. It was surprising to realize that he, out of all people, seemed to be the one to most happily look after my son.

Screenshot-100That was except for Plum and Canary, of course, but they were going with me to the festival. I met up with Plum and judging by her dripping umbrella I figured it must have rained pretty bad in her part of town. Here it was only a few tiny drops that fell on the ground. Not really the amount that forced you to have an umbrella in the first place.

“Ready?” Plum asked and smiled. And berry was I ready. This was the first party I went to since I got pregnant with Taxus. I was starting to get all shaky by the lack of dancing, laughing and kissing already.

Screenshot-103We hit the dance floor right off, where Canary was already swaying her hips. The battle for the title of Spring Festival Dancing Queen was on! We all knew one of us three would win since that had been the case ever since we were teenagers and first entered. The big question was only which of us it would be.

After the pregnancy with Taxus and the feeling of being fat, ugly and downright disgusting, I desperately needed the title this year.

Screenshot-104Plum was backing off a bit, knowing that I needed the boost at this time, needed to feel desired and pretty. But Canary just danced away, giving her very best to steal the title away from me. I don’t know if she didn’t know just how gross I had been feeling or if she simply didn’t care, but for whatever reason she clearly wouldn’t just let me win.

I needed to do my very best.

Screenshot-106Luckily for me, there was a whistle behind my back, followed by a “You go Soda!” I recognized the voice even before I turned around and saw Fandango’s pink being. He was still rather hot after all the years since high school, but he was also a bit pathetic and still thrived upon his high school popularity. He simply didn’t seem to grow up.

But as for now, I couldn’t be picky so I went up to him and started dancing closely with him. He was a good dancer, I knew that since prom.

Screenshot-108The rest of the group on the dance floor gave us space and all danced in a cramped spot in one of the corners of the dance floor. In a way, it’s silly that we could still have ‘fame’ because of our high school popularity, but that’s how things go in small towns I guess.

The realization felt good.

Screenshot-109No one would have been surprised after prom if we two had ended up as a couple (and I think that was what Fandango still hoped for) but I had other plans. Bigger plans.

It still felt good dancing to him there, having a large area of the floor and many pairs of eyes looking at us, admiring our beauty. It was exactly what I needed after the pregnancy.

Once the winners were announced, it didn’t exactly come as a big surprise that it was us.

Screenshot-112Fandango pulled me with him inside afterwards, saying we needed to go to the love tester. It struck me there and then that he was most likely in love with me. It must have been the way he looked at me, as if I was a grand prize or a fair princess. I loved it.

Screenshot-111I put my hand on the hande of the tester and Fandango looked at me, whispering “Are you ready?” before his hand enveloped mine and we both pulled the handle towards us and looked up at the meter.

Fandango’s hand was warm and a little bit sweaty. While we waited for the tester to calculate our love he kept throwing glances at me. I loved the attention and the feeling of being desired. I met his eyes at one point, wondering if maybe Taxus was his. I hoped not because with the way Fandango looked at me, he would most likely want to be a part of a family. He would want to be by my side to raise our son and I did not want to settle like that. But perhaps I could just give him Taxus and get rid of the problem, just like Plum had suggested in the first place.

Screenshot-113My thoughts were soon interrupted by the tester making a ringing sound. The heart at the top flashed in red and the meter showed that the love between me and Fandango was burning. He turned to look at me, a wide smile spread on his face. “No surprise, huh?” he whispered and gave me a peck on the cheek.

I felt myself blushing. This type of attention was exactly what I needed. The next step came natural and once we were done I realized that he wasn’t exactly a sex god like Precious, which I had of course known all along, but the simple attention and desire it gave me did a great job to pull me back on my feet.

I wasn’t just a mother. I was still Soda Pop Twist.

Screenshot-121Canary went straight home after the festival but Plum followed me home. Said she had something important to talk to me about. We waved Loquat goodbye and even before we were seated in the kitchen Plum began to speak.

“So, you know me and Canary…” she begun, her voice shaking a bit as if she was nervous. “We kind of got engaged yesterday.”

“You what?!”

Screenshot-124“Well, we’ve been in love for quite some time I think but I don’t know. It’s not an easy step to take… But anyway, ever since you got pregnant with Taxus Canary has been talking about future and marriage and kids and everything. She wants it all.”

There was a pause where I sat down. This was pretty big news. “And you want that too?”

Plum scratched the back of her head and looked down, “I think so.”

Screenshot-122“But kids..? That’s quite impossible, isn’t it?”

“Ehm” Plum cleared her throat and blurted out, “She’s kind of pregnant already.”

“She is?!”

“Ye, she’s gone through insemination. We don’t know who the donor is but he’s supposed to be purple. She wanted the kid to resemble me too… And once she knew it had been successful she proposed and I… Well, I said yes.”

The news sunk in slowly. Even if I had seen them make out at one point it was still a lot to take in. My two best friends were getting married and expected a baby. And I hadn’t known anything about it. And still, I felt happy for them. If this what what they wanted, then it was the right thing.

“I’m happy for you” I said and hugged her. “Congratulations.”

Screenshot-123 “We’re still going to Briocheport, though!” Plum promised and smiled. “We just have to wait until the baby is born.”

Screenshot-125While we waited for Plum and Canary’s baby to be born, Taxus celebrated his first birthday. It was a relief to see him grow up because the hair on his head clearly told me it wasn’t Fandango’s baby and that I didn’t need to worry about him deciding we needed to be a family. My son, clearly originated from Starburst Shores and Flamenco. It was a bit funny to think that he had been conceived in a photo automate.

Screenshot-127Plum came over every day to hang out with me and play with Taxus. I think everyone around me was more happy about that little boy than I was. He was still an obstacle in my life. Maybe that would change once Plum and Canary had their baby too. Our lives had to change by then, didn’t they?

Not that I wanted them to, or looked forward to it, of course.

Screenshot-128They had a daughter shortly after Taxus’ birthday. The donor had clearly been purple and must have had about the same skin as Plum because little Hyacinth seemed to have the exact same color as her second mother. Her eyes were a dark shade of purple and truth be told, she was quite adorable. And most of all, she brought joy to her mothers — my best friends — and for that I loved her.

Plum had moved in with the Spring family and their house was really crowded by now. They seemed to be a big and happy family though, so I guess it was all good.

Screenshot-130I was a bit worried that Plum wouldn’t wanna go to Briocheport now that she was a parent. But that was not the case. We left just a few weeks after Hyacinth’s birth and Canary stayed at my place taking care of the two children.

Screenshot-131Briocheport. The city without boundaries. The city that never sleeps. The big city.

I was extremely excited to be here and I just knew this trip would prove be the best thing in my life so far. This was probably where I belonged. I was no smalltown girl, this was my dream city.


AN: My dear friend StoryProgression pushed Plum and Canary in to a relationship while they were all teenagers and I never broke them up, thinking it would happen eventually anyway. However, it didn’t and when I installed Woohooer Canary got pregnant within a few in-game-hours. I decided to go with it. They are now also engaged, just as in the story. 

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Chapter 3.4: Business and Pleasure

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


Screenshot-1201“Oceana?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Not months either.

Or a year.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You did?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Pastry, Mr. Pastry.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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