Chapter 4.9: A problem

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You have my word” mother smiled.

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

“So that’s a yes?”

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

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

Chapter 4.8: Animal attacks

Screenshot-1002When Romeo first asked Bittersweet out on a date she had trouble believing it. Romeo was friendly, smart, funny and good-looking. To think that he would want to date her was amazing. 

They met up in the northern central park, outside the town’s sports bar, The Waterhole. Bittersweet felt a little nervous when she stood waiting for her date, thinking he might have changed his mind and not show up at all. Of course, Romeo did show up and when he did he greeted her with a hug. He was a bit nervous too, because he really liked Bittersweet and he desperately wanted the date to go smooth.

Screenshot-1009As the true gentleman he is, Romeo had of course brought his date some flowers. Hand picked, of course. In fact, he had picked them on his way to the park – which was the reason why he was a little late.

Screenshot-1010Bittersweet loved the gesture and she closed her eyes and inhaled deeply to let the scent of the flowers stick in her nose. When she opened her eyes again Romeo looked at her with warmth in his eyes and a kind smile on his face.

Bittersweet could not help herself, if Romeo wanted to be with her he would have to deal with her silliness anyways and she put the flowers on the ground and reached out for him. “You’re it!” she cried as her hand touched his arm and then she ran.

Screenshot-1005She ran until she was out of breath and had to lean over to regain it. And that was when Romeo caught up with her and gently put his hand on her shoulder. With a laugh he said: “No, Sweet, YOU are it.”

Screenshot-1006After that it was Romeo’s turn to run and Bittersweet simply laughed and started chasing him. She thought to herself that if Romeo truly enjoyed this childish little stunt of hers, she would have to be careful to not let him slip. This was exactly what she needed in a man.

Screenshot-1008Before Bittersweet managed to catch up with Romeo he stopped and turned around so that Bittersweet nearly bumped in to him when she was trying to come to a stop herself. Romeo thought of the last time he had been running with a girl with the last name Twist. That time he had been completely naked and absolutely in love. Yet, this time felt a lot better.

“I don’t know about you but I’m getting a bit tired of running” he said and panted a bit. 

Screenshot-1011Bittersweet just looked in to his eyes. She wondered where their pink color came from. Did Romeo have a pink father, or a perhaps a pink mother? Perhaps that piercing pink eye color went even further back. She found herself wondering if she would ever get to know. “What should we do instead” she asked and was surprised herself to realize that she spiced her voice with a flirty tone.

Screenshot-1007Romeo caught the tone in her voice and felt his heart flutter as he did. He did not quite understand why he felt so nervous around Bittersweet because he was usually a very social and charismatic man. And he had been in love before. At least he thought so.

“I happened to notice that they have a foosball table in the pub over there” Romeo said and nodded towards The Waterhole. “And I am currently undefeated at foosball. Would you dare to face me?”

“Challenge accepted” Bittersweet grinned.

Screenshot-1014The two played foosball until darkness enveloped the town. Bittersweet found that she genuinely laughed and smiled several times in the company of Romeo, which meant she really enjoyed spending time with him. Actually, she couldn’t quite remember when she had last had this fun. She had no chance of beating him in foosball, even though Romeo refrained from playing at his best. 

Until Romeo asked her out, Bittersweet hadn’t thought of him as anything but a friend but after spending the day with him she was slowly starting to change her mind. The smile that remained on Romeo’s face even when she showed her most childish part told her that he was exactly the type of man she wanted. It told her that she had a life ahead of her which would be more than caring for her younger siblings and running her mother’s home. There was a place for her, Bittersweet Twist, somewhere.

Screenshot-1016Once they both grew tired of the foosball game they headed out to the pub’s porch where they sat down. Unsure of what the other one was thinking, they both considered the date as a really successful one. There hadn’t been much flirting and there had been no touching, yet they both thought that there was some kind of chemistry between them. 

When they sat next to each other, they would have heard – had they really listened – that not only one heart but two beat faster than what was normal. When their eyes met as they looked to the side just to steal a look at the other, they both blushed and looked away again.

Screenshot-1015Seeing that Romeo also tried to steal secret glances at her, Bittersweet found enough courage to place her hand on top of his. It was the first physical touch between the two and it was followed by moments of awkward silence. None of them dared to move until they were sure whether the touch was desired by both parts.

Screenshot-1018Romeo broke the silence eventually and leaned backwards, tilting his body slightly closer to Bittersweet’s. “I’ve had a great time” he said.

“So did I” Bittersweet agreed.

Screenshot-1019They remained seated on the porch until one of the employees at The Waterhole told them that they had to leave. When that happened, they took company home and went their separate ways, finding their place in adjacent bedrooms. Romeo fell asleep with a smile on his face. Bittersweet did too.

Screenshot-1004While Bittersweet and Romeo were off on their date I decided to give Taxus and his family a visit. First of all because I needed to keep myself busy to not be all too nervous for Bittersweet and Romeo’s sake, but also because I hadn’t met my nephew since he celebrated his birthday and because I had a new little niece who I couldn’t wait to get to meet.

Taxus and Hyacinth had failed to find a place of their own which they liked enough to raise their family and ended up moving in with uncle Loquat in what I had learnt was our family’s first real home. It was a simple and small white house with a lot of charm.

Screenshot-1003Hyacinth was just feeding little Citrine when I came though the front door and she had a proud, content smile on her lips as she watched her little baby eat peacefully from the bottle.

“She’s always falling asleep while eating” she whispered and motioned for me to be quiet. I nodded as a sign of my understanding and went closer to just look at the little baby girl. Like her elder brother, Citrine had the yellow skin of Hyacinth’s mother Canary and a tiny cute little nose in the middle of her face. She was adorable.

“She’s so cute” I whispered and touched her head gently. Hyacinth nodded without taking her eyes off her precious little daughter.

Screenshot-923“I cwute too” Mystery said with a light and happy voice by my feet and I bent down to pick him up.

“Oh yes, you are really cute too, Mystery. Auntie’s little cutie!” The boy giggled as I lifted him in to the air.

Screenshot-991“Tell me everything! How was the date?” I pretty much attacked my sister as soon as she came through the front door after her date with Romeo. A big smile played on her lips, which was hopefully a good sign.

She turned around and slowly took her shoes off before once again turning towards me, still smiling as she did. Then, a sigh escaped her mouth. I hoped it was a content sigh and not one that meant her date with Romeo had been a disaster.

Screenshot-994“It was great” she finally said and I could breathe out. It was a true relief to hear my sister talk about the date with my other best friend as a pleasant experience.

Screenshot-926A few days had passed since Bittersweet’s date with Romeo, and Berrian had started planning another trip for us. I loved travelling, I really did, but I also enjoyed being at home to care for my garden and siblings so I did what I could to calm my man down. Of course, I would go with him at any time, but right now my siblings needed me more than ever. Especially Watermelon. I wouldn’t leave her behind this time.

Screenshot-1001“I’m going to look at a house today” Bittersweet told me while I was doing the dishes. She didn’t even look at me from behind the newspaper when she told me and I dropped the plate I was holding down the sink and watched it break in to two pieces.

“You are what?”

“I’ll be moving out, I think. It seems like a nice house, it’s just in the centre of town, right behind Sweet Pastry, you know?” Slowly she folded the newspaper and looked at me. I must have looked quite perplexed. At least I felt that way. I didn’t want her to move out. “You had your time away from here and I need it to. We’ll still help each other out, of course. But I have to get out. Get some air under my wings. You understand, don’t you?”

I did understand. Of course I did. But that did not mean I wanted her to move out. How would I cope without my baby sister? But I said nothing about it, instead I asked her if she wanted me to go with her to look at the house. She looked incredibly happy that I asked, and that made me happy too. I had Berrian after all, I would be fine.

Screenshot-999After the short conversation and my blessing about her moving out, Bittersweet unfolded the newspaper again and started reading where she had stopped earlier. “Did you read this article about the animal attacks?” she wondered. “I find it so weird. Like, how can they blame the animals when all we do is push them out of their homes? Wouldn’t you fight if someone threatened your territory?”

“I haven’t read it yet” I said. “What does it say?”

“Apparently they found two bodies last night at the foot of the river. Torn to pieces, it says. But it doesn’t make any sense. No animal kills unless it feels threatened. And you know what’s gonna happen? I do, even if it says nothing in the paper. They will hunt those animals down and they will kill them. It’s not right. We push the animals out of their homes and when they try to defend themselves they get sentenced to death. I can’t stand this.”

My sister was clearly upset, which made sense since she was such an animal lover. She had a point, too. This town used to be cornered with forests and trees but as the town grew the forests were cleared and the animals who lived there had to find new homes. It annoyed me too, but there wasn’t much we could do about it now. Those animals had killed berries and we both knew that they would have to pay for that with their lives. Not until then would Fondant Fields be happy.

“We are going to protest against their killing” Bittersweet said and stood up, slamming the paper on the table in front of her. “You and me, sis. We can’t just sit back and let it happen. You are with me, right?”

“Right” I nodded. I would have my sister’s back anytime.

Screenshot-1141Before we started planning our protest, we had a house to visit though. We headed straight for it as soon as I had finished the dishes. On our way there we heard lots of townsfolk gossiping about the animal attacks. I knew right then, that Bittersweet was certainly right. Even if it was fear rather than hate that fueled the berries in our town, our nature would soon have to take a big hit. There would be crusades going after the poor animals. And I would certainly not stand by to just let it happen. I would definitely have my sister’s back.

It was hard to focus on the house with all the anger boiling inside me. But I suppose it was a nice house. Bittersweet certainly thought so and I knew that she would buy it before she even told me. Perhaps it was a good thing that we had the animal protection protests to bind us together now, because it would hurt to see her leave. At least now we would have another reason to be together, besides sisterhood and friendship.


How cute is Mystery? Remember that you can always stay up to date with the extended family and their babies through the Family Tree.

Bittersweet and Romeo are now Romantic Interests but that’s as far as I’m going to push them. From here we will have to rely on our dear friend StoryProgression since Bittersweet is moved out of the household, as according to the rules. The house Bittersweet will live in is built my the talented risastorm and is available for download on her tumblr.

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 3.11: Birthdays

Screenshot-243The next week passed with no major events whatsoever. I worked, came home to feed and change on the kids, got to sleep and it was the same thing over again. It was like an endless loop which only occasionally would take a side turn and leave me with some time to hang out with my friends. Usually, I was too tired for that though and the times my friends or family came to visit I usually took the opportunity to get some rest while they kept the kids busy.

I was looking forward to Taxus aging up and starting school so I would have only one toddler to feed. Taxus would learn to care for himself more and more the older he got. I couldn’t wait.

When his (and his younger sister’s) birthday finally came, Loquat came over early with some dinner. I was very grateful for not having to care about that since the simple task of going in to Sweet Pastry to pick up the cakes felt rather draining. “You okay sis?” Loquat wondered as he put the food on my kitchen table. I slammed a hand across my face and moaned. It explained fairly well how tired I was.

Screenshot-242To my big surprise the next guest to arrive was Precious. I hadn’t seen him since that day at the café and I certainly hadn’t expected him to actually accept the invitation to the birthday party. And yet there he was, running through my kitchen and up to Loquat who was holding Coral in his arms.

Precious stopped right in front of my brother and just looked at Coral. “She doesn’t look like me” he said after a while and it was the first words uttered since he first came running. I was still so surprised by his presence that I couldn’t say a thing.

“She does a bit” Loquat replied and looked from Coral to Precious and back again. He had never asked who Coral’s father was, and must have assumed that it was Precious. It was because of the skin, I thought.

I didn’t say anything because I felt rather confused by Precious presence and luckily the doorbell sounded just then and I had a reason to leave the kitchen. It was so weird, the whole thing. Coral was of course not Precious’, he should have understood that. So, what was he doing here?

Screenshot-245I brought Taxus up to the cake as soon as everyone had managed to get here and helped him blow the candles. The sooner we had this over with, the better.

Screenshot-246Screenshot-247Plum and Loquat were the ones cheering most frenetic and they had even brought some party horns to make sure there was some noise. As if I didn’t get enough noise with two kids in the house.

Jaffa Dolphin, Blizzard and Spray cheered from the other end of the room with their mouths still filled with the delicious food Loquat had brought. I strongly suspected it was dad who had cooked it because I couldn’t imagine that Loquat was that skilled with cooking. Precious was holding Coral in his arms right next to Loquat and all I could think of when I put Taxus on the floor for his transition was that I needed to hold her when she was brought to the cake.

Screenshot-248While Taxus grew up in to a rather sad-looking (and not as cute as you would have expected with me as his mother) child I snatched Coral from Precious’ arms and brought her up to the other cake. He didn’t complain but watched my daughter closely the entire time. I don’t think his eyes left her for even a split of a second.

When she crawled out in the livingroom towards where Plum was sitting and eating her cake, Precious followed.

Screenshot-249He sat down next to Plum in the sofa and I think he let Coral out of sight for the first time in several minutes when he turned to Plum to speak. I couldn’t help but to eavesdrop on them.

“She’s not mine, is she?”

Plum simply ignored him and kept eating her cake. I knew I could trust her, she was my best friend after all. I never planned on getting him to ponder over whether he had a child or not but I had to admit that it made me happy to see. It was some kind of revenge, even if it wasn’t the kind I had first planned for.

Screenshot-250Precious continued, “I mean, she does look a bit like me but there’s still something about her that does not look like me at all. I mean, she has about the same skin as I do but she lacks the freckles. Everyone in my family has freckles. If that was indeed my skin, she would have freckles too.”

Screenshot-251“You know it’s her first birthday, right?” Plum said and then went back to being quiet and ignoring him. Precious was quiet for some time too, he seemed to debate with himself what it meant. Although, he soon started talking fast and incoherently again and I could see that Plum zoned out and stopped listening to him.

Screenshot-253“Coral Twist” Precious said and lifted my daughter up. I didn’t know if he had called my bluff yet but while lifting her he looked her deep in to the eyes. I walked in to the nursery where Coral would reside from now on since Taxus had got his own bedroom on the upper floor. I could still watch Precious and Coral from there, but it got harder hearing what he said.

The thing was, I was starting to feel rather sick about the whole thing. It was quite awful to see him trying to work out whether or not Coral was his daughter.

Screenshot-254People started leaving after they had eaten their cake but Precious stuck around. He just couldn’t keep his eyes off Coral and after picking her up in the first place, he didn’t seem to want to put her down again. ‘I need to tell him’ I thought.

Screenshot-255I never got the chance.

Once everyone had left he walked in to the nursery and tucked Coral down in the crib before walking over to me. He pulled me in for a passionate kiss and I realized that this was exactly why I had said that Coral was his in the first place. I wanted her to be. I wanted Taxus’ to be his too.

I wanted Precious. Not like I wanted most men, but more. I wanted to keep him. Always have him around. Never lose him.

Screenshot-256We didn’t talk much after that and he ended up staying the night. The sexual act was just as amazing as I remembered from the last time. Precious was my god.

Afterwards we laid naked together and I rested my head on his bare chest, feeling it rising and lowering with every breath he took. His heart was beating against my ear and I felt happy.

“Why did you lie?” he suddenly whispered and kissed my hair. I wondered when he had realized, if maybe he had understood it all along.

“I wanted it to be true” I replied honestly.

He didn’t say anything else in the matter and shortly afterwards we fell asleep. I was feeling happier than I had been in a very long time and I knew it was because Precious was there, in my home – in my bed.

Screenshot-257When I woke up I sleepily rolled over towards the side where Precious had been sleeping only to find that it was once again empty. He had bailed on me again. It hurt way more than anything had ever hurt before and I wanted to crawl back under the sheets and just cry.

Screenshot-258That wasn’t possible though because Coral was pretty much screaming at the top of her lungs, demanding breakfast. I sighed heavy and pulled myself up.

Screenshot-260It was hard to keep on like everything was normal, even though it kind of was. There were pictures of me and Precious on the bedroom wall, next to the pictures of me and Fandango. They were my trophies. I had started gathering them after Taxus was born because for some reason it felt good.

Trophies, proofs or prizes. It was not much different from the fishermen who hangs their biggest catches on the walls. However, at this point I actually thought of taking Precious down because he had hurt me once again. I couldn’t believe I had let myself be so exposed. I had been a fool and now I had to pay the prize.

Screenshot-261I was hurting and I was angry, not so much at Precious for bailing on me, but on myself for lowering my guard and allowing myself to get hurt. There was no such thing as love. I had known it all along and yet I had fallen for it. I had secretly been hoping for a life with Precious without even realizing it myself until I had dug my own grave and prepared a way for him to hurt me.

Trying to get rid of the hurt and the anger I did the only thing I knew I could do. I devoted myself to my work. Not only did I work harder than anyone else while we were at work, I also brought work home and kept working even when I should be resting. I had to keep myself busy. It granted me a promotion but it didn’t ease the hurricane of emotions within my body.

Screenshot-267Taxus went for his first day in school and since we lived just across the streets I could stand watching him as he sprinted towards the adventure of elementary school. I was rather proud of myself for getting through all those years. I had been decent.

I waved after him but he didn’t look back once. His eyes were glued to the doors of the school building.

Screenshot-262I don’t know if it was the realization of seeing my son grow up so quickly or if it was the fact that the house became a lot more quiet or if it was still the emotions from the whole Precious thing but once Taxus had gone through the doors and out of my sight I threw up.

I hadn’t been decent. I wasn’t decent. I was a failure.

Chapter 3.10: She is yours

Screenshot-202My house was completely silent and calm, which definitely wasn’t common. In fact, I rarely had time or peace to read the newspaper since at least one of the kids constantly demanded my attention. It was usually a constant flow of bottle feeding and diaper changes.

I had never been much for silence and calm but it felt as a rare luxury to get time for myself to do such a common thing as read the newspaper. A small note at the bottom of the fifth page caught my attention. It was really no more than a headline and three sentences, but to me it meant more than any front page news I had ever read:

Sweet Pastry expanding to Fondant Fields
The Pastry family have finally found a place to run their business 
in Fondant Fields. The old pavilion in the city's centre is 
currently being renovated to house various types of bread, croissants, 
pies and pastries. Scheduled day for opening is on saturday in two weeks.

Screenshot-201“Plum” I said and lowered the newspaper to the table. She hummed something in response without looking up from her book.

“Did you know that Sweet Pastry is opening here?”

“What?” she sighed and put her book upside down on the table. It was rare for her too to have time for reading and therefore she didn’t exactly appreciate my interruption.

“Sweet Pastry. You know, Precious family’s business.”

“Are you still dreaming of him?” she teased and I blushed. It was silly, I know. It had been years since I met him and I had given birth to two kids since then, but the fact that he had walked out on me was still hurting. I wanted an explanation or revenge or something.

Screenshot-203Both Canary and Plum found it funny to tease me about the whole Precious thing. They rarely ever shut up about it. In fact, I was starting to get a bit tired of it, but then they offered to come with me to the opening of Sweet Pastry and I understood that all their teasing was just made with love. They were my best friends.

My father came to watch the kids for me while I went to explore the town’s newest place. We headed over to the City Center in the late afternoon, not long before Sweet Pastry would close after its first day in Fondant Fields. I couldn’t imagine it had been anything but a success.

It was a good place chosen for such a business. The old pavilion hadn’t been used for anything in years and had simply been falling apart and forgotten. A few locals went there for barbecues occasionally, but that was about it. It would serve a lot better as a cafe.  The octagonal building had been kept and they had simply refreshed the painting on the walls and put up a few signs. It looked good. In one of the corners of the surrounding park stood a photo automate and it made me smile.

Screenshot-204We stepped in through the door and saw a counter filled with various sweets and pastries and in the other end of the room four small cafe tables that were inviting you to take a moment with friends you cared about. A jukebox was pumping out some old pop songs and overall it was an inviting place.

“Welcome to Sweet Pastry, what can I do for you?” The girl behind the counter smiled. She looked just like him and it didn’t take me long to figure she was a member of the Pastry family herself.

Screenshot-208“Is Precious here?” I asked and went straight to the core. I put the hand on my hip and tried to look confident even though the very thought of Precious was one of the few things that could actually make my confidence sway.

“Precious?” the girl asked and raised her eyebrows. It was clearly not something she had been expecting.

“Precious Pastry, you know him, don’t you?”

Screenshot-212“Uhm…” the girl scratched the back of her head. She was trying to dodge the question. Not wanting to just let it slip I just waited in silence until she finally spoke again, “He’s not here.”

I sighed. She was making this much harder than it needed to be.

“Look, I’m not running my brother’s errands. Do you want something to eat or not?” the girl sighed in a much less welcoming tone than she had greeted us with at first.

Screenshot-206“We’ll have cupcakes then” I said and again put the hand on my hip. Her brother, huh? At least I was getting somewhere.

Me, Plum and Canary sat down at one of the small tables and enjoyed our cupcakes. My friends were both rather quiet the whole time but I figured they just didn’t know what to talk about now that my mind was all set on finding Precious again.

The girl behind the counter started cleaning and putting the leftover sweets and pastries in the fridge and I watched her, trying to find some more resemblance between her and her brother. They did look awfully much like each other but from what I could remember they did not share body language. Precious had seemed confident and upright in the way he moved whereas this girl – his sister – seemed much more nervous to her nature.

Screenshot-222When I came back home I could barely believe my eyes. She was there, just nibbling away on a sandwich in my kitchen as if it was the most natural thing in the world to do. It stirred an inferno of feelings within me, and not the good kinds.

“Oh hi, your father needed to go somewhere so I’ve been watching the kids” she said. She didn’t even pretend like we hadn’t spoken a single word since the day I came to visit her at her old house and she told me she didn’t want anything to do with me.

I didn’t even respond to her. She wasn’t worth it. Instead I called my father and demanded to know why he hadn’t called me when he needed to leave and instead left my children in care of the woman least capable of all to care for children. “She just wants to get to know them” he said and I hung up. It was just not acceptable.

“I want you to leave” I said with a firm voice, not showing any emotions whatsoever. Oceana just kept chewing on the stupid sandwich – my sandwich – without making any movement. I started to think I would have to force her out physically.

Screenshot-221“You know, I really did it to keep you safe” she said once she had swallowed the piece of bread she had been chewing on. I felt sick where I was standing by the sink and tending to the dishes. If it was something I had learned to hate, it was her stupid lies about how she did it for us and how she wanted us to be safe. I couldn’t believe dad had just taken her back when it fit her.

“Could you leave now?” I asked again, not even bothering to turn around and look at her.

She stood up and went up next to me and placed her plate on the counter next to me. “Every day I thought about you and missed you and everyday I was hurting because I was separated from you all. If I had known it wouldn’t work I never would have put any of us through that. I’m sorry Soda Pop. I really did what I thought was right and I regret it. I regret not being there for you or your siblings. It’s something I will regret to the day I die and I hope that you can forgive me one day.”

Tears burned in my eyes but I wouldn’t let them escape. I wouldn’t let her get to me. “You have such beautiful children, don’t repeat my mistake on them” she said before leaving. I looked after her with a confusing mixture of feelings. I hated her and what she had done to us and I would never forgive her, even if a part of me wanted to do so. She had lied to us, taken the easy way out. That was the truth – she never wanted us.

Screenshot-219Once I had gathered myself and washed away every sign of her ever being here I walked in to Taxus nursery. He was peaking up through his toy box and the whole scene was so adorable that I couldn’t help but smile.

Screenshot-220“Mama” he said when he saw me and stood up with the help of the walls of the toy box. The top of the box rested on the top of his head and he smiled. I smiled back. He didn’t talk much, and he couldn’t walk and even standing like that, with the help of the toy box was unstable for him and before I had made my way to him he fell on his bum and dropped the horse in his hand with a thump on the floor. The toy box closed above him and from within it I could hear how he was crying.

I went towards him and picked him up to comfort him. He stopped crying once I had kissed all of his fingers.

Screenshot-205I kept going back to Sweet Pastry, hoping that one day Precious would be there and allow me to get my revenge. And every time I saw Appletini behind the counter my heart dropped a little. Not that I didn’t like her, because she was in fact really friendly and nice to talk to. But because every time she was there and Precious wasn’t I lost a little bit of the hope I was desperately holding on to.

I had given up trying to get her to talk to me about her brother because every time I tried she would just get really silent and try to avoid speaking to me at all. I started to think that she knew I was eager to speak with her brother without having to remind her ever other day.

Screenshot-210“What do you suggest I try today?” I asked her and smiled. My newest tactic was to befriend her and get her to talk that way. It seemed to work better.

“I’d say you should try the Lemon Pie” she said and smiled. “It’s delicious, I bet you’ll enjoy it.”

“Fair enough.”

Screenshot-211“Uhm, Soda Pop…” Appletini said before I had even moved away from the counter. She held her hands together in front of her, twisting them slightly and it made her look rather nervous. “Why do you need to see my brother so desperately?” she wondered.

“Because I miss him” I said, distorting the truth a bit.

Screenshot-213“Well… Don’t tell him I said so… But he’s going to be here tomorrow. I have a day off.”

“Tomorrow? I think I better celebrate that with an ice cream” I said and smiled. Finally!

Screenshot-217I never tried the lemon pie hat day, instead I had the best ice cream I had ever tasted. Not only did it have the sour taste of lemon but also that sweet taste of victory. I would finally get a chance to that revenge.

Screenshot-235Just as Appletini had promised, Precious was standing behind the counter when I came in the next day. To put some relief on the babysitter I had brought Coral with me.

“Welcome to Sweet Pastry, what can I do for you?” Precious asked and my whole body vibrated by the sound of his voice. I had no idea what caused me to feel so much just by hearing his voice and seeing his figure.

“Hey Precious” I said and I don’t think he recognized me until just then.

“Soda Pop?”

Screenshot-233“Long time no see” I said and his eyes kept going from Coral’s little body to my eyes, as if he was trying to understand how she could be.

“You have a daughter” he said after a while, stating the obvious.

I don’t know why I said what I did next and it didn’t really make any sense. Yet, this was what I said: “Her name is Coral and she is yours.”

Really Soda Pop?! That didn’t make any sense. There was no way she could be his and it was a sad attempt at making him feel something. I cursed myself silently as soon as the words had left my mouth.

Screenshot-231“She’s not” he said but for some reason his voice swayed, showing a little hint of uncertainty. His eyes kept going back to Coral in my arms, who’s skin had a suitable red shade. If it wasn’t for her lack of age, she could actually have been his. But he couldn’t actually believe such was the case, could he?

“She is” I said again and fed the lie despite my instant regret. I hated lies and yet I was making them up myself. I knew from experience that lies only hurt people but for some reason I kept on to the lie I had come up with.

Screenshot-232“But, she can’t be” he said and I noticed his shoulders slouching a bit. There was definitely doubt in his voice, but I could clearly also see that there was an itsy bitsy little part of him that believed me.

“She is your daughter, Precious” I said again.

Screenshot-228“Is she really mine?” he asked and in his eyes a faint little sparkle was seen, but it soon faded again. “No, no. She cannot be mine.”

Screenshot-239I shook my head and Precious stepped out from behind the counter and ignored me by pretending to read a book behind my back. I kept the lie alive by hugging Coral tightly and whispering to her, loud enough for Precious to hear it, “At least you have your mother here.”

Precious was clearly not knowing what he should think about it all and that made me feel rather happy with myself.

“It’s her birthday in a week. Bet she wants her father to be there” I said before we left that day and Precious just stood there looking rather confused and lost. That had almost been too easy.


I have recently decided to also join a collaborative random legacy together with afkthenad and (I think) Arrowleaf. It’s hosted on the official forums and we are still looking for two more to help us out. We will do two generations each and each generation shall be inspired by a song that fits the rolls and plot for that specific generation. If you’d be interested to participate in this please drop us a line in the forum thread.

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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