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 3.13: Long time no see

Screenshot-444I took Bittersweet with me to Sweet Pastry just a few days after she was born. I was almost sure that if Appletini saw her niece with her own eyes she wouldn’t be able to deny the fact that Precious was the father.

“A girl?” Appletini said and smiled as soon as she was done serving her customer. I nodded as a reply.

Screenshot-445“This is Bittersweet, your niece.”

Appletini sighed and looked down, avoiding eye contact. “You have to stop that Soda. You can’t keep saying you’ve given birth to my brother’s kids every time you have a new baby.”

“But this time it’s true, I swear!” I said and stretched Bittersweet towards her. “Look, it is Precious’ daughter. You can see it, can’t you?”

Screenshot-448“She’s cute, but please, for my sake, and your own, stop saying it’s Precious’.” Her hands dropped down to her sides and as my eyes followed them I saw that her belly was looking a bit swollen. It was really subtle, but it sure did look like a baby bump. I should know one when I saw one. When she noticed that I was looking she tugged a bit at her shirt, pulling it down as if she was trying to cover up.

I wanted to ask her about it, but I figured she would probably just force me to leave if I did. Instead I said, “It is Precious daughter, I’m not lying. He came to my house and we made a baby. He could even confirm it if you asked him.”

Screenshot-447“Look, I don’t know why you’re so obsessed with my brother because really, he’s bad news. I don’t even talk to him that much. And I won’t have him either confirm or deny that baby. It’s none of my business really.” Her voice reared up at the end and once she was done talking she rubbed her lower back. It should have been an innocent gesture but I knew exactly why she did it. Because that spot she had rubbed was the exact spot where my back had been hurting during the first few weeks, and especially when I got worked up about something.

I knew for sure right then, Appletini was pregnant. Bittersweet was going to have a cousin.

Screenshot-446“Look, I really need your help” I said. “I don’t know how to get in touch with your brother and he should at least know that he has a baby, that he is a father now. It’s only fair.”

Appletini just shook her head and walked off behind the counter. I wouldn’t give up so easily though and I followed her, “Just give me his phone number, please?”

In the end she caved in and scribbled down his number on an old receipt. I hung on to it as if it was the most valuable of treasures – which in my case, it was.

Screenshot-457I never found the courage to actually call Precious that day, because really, what should I say? It was most likely the last chance I would get and I did not want to blow it. I needed him. So. bad.

The next day I started dialing his number three times but interrupted the call every time. Why was it so hard? The fourth time I actually managed to keep the phone to my ear for two signals before I hung up. I sighed and put the phone back in my pocket. I couldn’t do it. I didn’t know how. I needed to see him, needed to look him in the face when I told him about Bittersweet. In fact, he probably needed to see her himself. But how on earth could I make that happen?

Screenshot-459“Just do it already” I eventually thought to myself and dialed the number for a fifth time, this time around without hanging up before his answering machine took the call. I hung up again, there was no way I would tell him the big news over the machine.

Screenshot-458Since I had finally gathered enough courage to actually do something, I decided to not let that opportunity slip and sent him a text saying I needed to talk to see him. I did not know if he would reply and in all honesty I doubted it. He was like me, he walked away once he got what he wanted. Fudge.

I waited several days and just kept looking at my phone every other minute. I imagined it vibrating when it didn’t and when it actually did I was only disappointed when it wasn’t Precious. I was going rather crazy over the whole thing.

Screenshot-454I went to see Appletini a couple of times too but it only made me hurt more to see her. She was in a lucky relationship with the father of her baby and she always looked so happy. And she looked so much like Precious too. Perhaps I tried to be her friend only to be able to get to Precious in the end. I don’t even know myself any more.

Precious Pastry. It was the only one, and the only thing, I could think of.

Screenshot-432Taxus was rarely ever at home now that he was old enough to go to school. Ever since the day I bought him his bike he was constantly exploring our town. It was nice to have him out of the house. I felt rather cramped with all these kids around. And besides my obsession with Precious felt huge too, it was as if it needed a whole room of its own. Don’t ask me how that works, but it was about how it felt.

Screenshot-416And so, before I knew it summer had passed and the leaves on the trees were turning red and yellow and then fell down from their branches. I found myself surprised by this because I hadn’t realized how much time had passed. All I had done for weeks was feed kids, work and think about Precious.

I decided to host a costume party just to get my mind on something different, if only for a night.

I dressed myself and Coral up as bunnies and Taxus decided he wanted to be an alien. I was nowhere near as excited as I used to be for a party.

Screenshot-423Canary, Plum and Hyacinth arrived first. I can’t even try to describe how much I love that family. Seriously, if it weren’t for them I would never survive my own days. Both Plum and Canary was there for me whenever I needed it and they had helped me with my kids so much that I owed them my life.

Screenshot-429While Canary cuddled with Bittersweet I got a phone call from my cousin Butterfly Bush who wondered if she could bring her new boyfriend who was just visiting from Briocheport. I said honestly that I would love it if she did.

Screenshot-420She came as a zebra, or something. I don’t even know. She looked quite silly, however and she even managed to scare Coral just by stepping in to the nursery.

She was smiling and you realized just by looking at her that she was very much in love, and that she was happy.

Screenshot-417I had not expected her to introduce Lychee as her boyfriend, though, and I was startled to say the least. And he just smiled when he said hi, as if it was the most normal thing in the world that he was at my costume party.

I cringed, this would be quite the party once he realized he had a daughter in this house – with the cousin of his new girlfriend. “Hey Lychee” I said and managed a smile.

“Long time no see” he said with confidence. “I hope you had a good time in Briocheport.”

Screenshot-418I glanced over at Coral who was now sitting happily on the floor. She giggled a little and pounded her toy rabbit to the floor. Lychee looked over at her too and it wasn’t until then I realized that the room was empty, except for myself, Lychee and our daughter.

Screenshot-419“I didn’t know you had kids” he said without letting his eyes leave Coral.

“Uhm, ye.. Three actually” I said and nodded, desperately trying to come up with a way to get him to look at me and not at the wall behind Coral. I had begun hanging the trophies from the father’s in their respective room and right now it seemed like an incredibly stupid idea. If Lychee saw himself on the wall above the changing table he would do the maths and realize Coral was his daughter. I didn’t want that to happen. That would risk the relationship between him and my cousin and she seemed so happy.

Screenshot-427As on delivery Mustard and Canary came in to the room at that very moment and with that the awkwardness was gone. I couldn’t stop worry that Lychee would ask about the photos though and as soon as I got a moment I took them down and placed them upside down on the changing table.

The party was a success despite the awkward knowledge of my cousin dating the father of one of my children. Neither Plum or Canary (who were the only ones who knew for sure) said anything. Did I mention that I love them?

Screenshot-438Screenshot-439After the costume party I went back to thinking about Precious and how I could get him to come see me. Very few things could distract my thoughts, but one of them was work, I loved the excitement of the station and the probability of a sudden alarm. While I was there I could forget the fact that Precious really didn’t seem to want to meet me since he never replied to the text or answered the few times I dared to call.

Several months passed without me hearing from him and it was soon time for yet another batch of birthdays, Coral’s and Bittersweet’s to be precise:

Screenshot-461Dad came but he cried the entire night because mom passed away a few weeks earlier. It didn’t affect me except for the fact that it was sad to see my father so upset.

Screenshot-464Before I brought Coral to the cake I stood with her in front of the pictures of me and Lychee and I told her that he was her father. She gurgled something in response, but like Taxus she never learned how to actually speak.

Screenshot-465Lychee came in while we stood in front of the pictures and when he saw them he smiled. “Hah, you kept them!”

I felt my cheeks turned red and I didn’t dare to turn around and look at him as I replied, “Yea, I did.”

He didn’t say anything more in the matter even though I’m fairly sure he understood. Her age was just right and she had his skin and his facial structure and his adorable downhill-nose. Not that I would enlighten him of the matter, of course.

Screenshot-467 Screenshot-468I helped Coral blow the candles while our friends and family cheered in the back.

Screenshot-469Dad’s old friend Thunderbird had even come to celebrate the birthdays. He looked incredibly young to be my father’s friend – but I guess that’s just how it is with vampires. I hadn’t met him much and I think he tagged along just because dad was hurting and needed support and I certainly approved because he was really nice to look at, handsome as he was.

Screenshot-470Coral grew up to be a very cute little girl and yet again I found myself astonished with how adorable that downhill-nose was. Lychee had good genes, that was one thing that I could be happy about.

“Is she mine?” Lychee whispered while we were watching her taking her first steps as a child and I blushed again. “I just need to know” he whispered again, so low that it was impossible for anyone but me to hear.

I nodded slightly, “Yes. But you have to be with Bush” I whispered back.

Lychee nodded, “I know. I’m no father.”

“I know” I whispered back and then went to grab a piece of cake before anyone would start wondering what we were doing.

Screenshot-475Bittersweet looked a lot like me when she grew up but she did have Precious’ pointy ears, which I was happy about because it would make it easier to convince him that she was indeed his daughter – once I got the opportunity.

Screenshot-471 Screenshot-472 Screenshot-473Coral didn’t even eat any cake before heading back in to her room. She climbed on top of her rocking horse and seemed to pretend that she was a cowboy. She looked funny. And cute.

I realized again that I actually did like her.

Screenshot-478I kept waiting for a reply from Precious but nothing ever came. I had almost given it up all together when Appletini called to tell me she had her baby, a little boy who she and Blackeye named Ferrari. As soon as I heard the news I rushed over to her house to meet the little one. Appletini herself was at work so Blackeye just showed me in to where Ferrari was lying content and happy in his crib.

I picked him up and looked at him. He had that freckly red skin that both Appletini and Precious had and I thought it was rather unfair that Bittersweet hadn’t inherited it too. It was just way too adorable.

Screenshot-476I had brought Bittersweet with me but she did not approve of being left alone in the kitchen while I inspected the newborn baby and after just a short moment I had to rush out to get her.

Screenshot-484Appletini came home while I was still there and at the sight of me she looked rather nervous. Or in fact, that nervous look was pretty much her natural look. “Oh, Soda Pop… Hi” she stammered when she saw me.

“Hey, congratulations on your baby” I said and smiled.

Screenshot-485“Uhm… Thanks. But really Soda… I must ask you to leave, you can’t just come here whenever you want. You have to call first.”

Screenshot-486“Wowow, look Apple, I just came to see him and congratulate you. This has nothing to do with your brother!” It was true but the words had barely left my lips until the front door was opened and Precious stood in the doorway. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of him and I felt my cheeks turn red. He looked at me startled and then at his sister in a questioning way. She just shrugged.

The next moment he had scooped Bittersweet up in his arms and tickled her before turning to me, “Another baby, huh?”

Screenshot-481I blushed. This was it.

“Uhm, yes…” I stammered. It was incredibly hard to utter the fateful words. “And… this time… she really is yours.”

Precious took a long look at Bittersweet and it was almost possible to see his brain working to process the news. “Why should I believe you this time?” he finally asked.

Screenshot-483“I can prove it!” I said.

“And how is that?”

“We take a DNA-test. You will see. She really is yours.”

Screenshot-479“And why would I agree to that?”

My heart sank. He had a point, why should he?

“Because she is your daughter Precious. She really is.”

Screenshot-482He suddenly looked incredibly sad and Bittersweet decided to rest her little head against his shoulder as if she was trying to comfort her father. “I knew you lied with Coral. She couldn’t have been my daughter. But this one here, she actually can. And no, I wouldn’t want to give you the pleasure. You ruined that by lying in the first place.” He paused and handed me my daughter. “She is yours. The only thing I want to do here in Fondant Fields now is to be a good uncle to Ferrari. I won’t stay. And you can’t force me to take any test. That’s final.”

My whole world crashed at that moment.

Screenshot-487“You will” I snarled. “You will take responsibility and you will come visit her because she is your daughter and she deserves to know you. You don’t know what it’s like to grow up with only one parent, do you? Well, I have news for you, I DO! And I am not letting Bittersweet go through that. You will come and visit, DNA-test or not. And that, Precious Pastry, is final!”

I had never thought about it that way before, but now that I said it to Precious, I realized it was true. My kids deserved to get to know their fathers and I would do whatever I could to make that happen from now on.


Once again StoryProgression decided to lead the way in this story. I wasn’t entirely sure whether to let Precious or Lychee be the guy wanting to know their kid (and as such be around for more baby making 😉 ) but then SP knocked Appletini up at the same time as it paired Lychee and Butterfly Bush (Soda Pop’s cousin) up and as such the “decision” was made. Lychee will definitely be around for as long and he and Butterfly Bush are together and Precious will also come to visit now and then. And since I have rolled 5 kids, only time will tell who the next father(s) will be.

I’m sure you’ve all figured by now, but Soda Pop’s generation will be longer that the previous ones. I would guess we end up at around 20 chapters or so.

Chapter 3.6: My own responsibility

This was not how it was supposed to go. I was sitting on the cold bathroom floor, dressed in nothing but my underwear. I wasn’t crying, even though I certainly felt like it, only because I was scared Plum would hear me through the door. Not that I thought she would leave until she knew but I wouldn’t cry. I was stronger than that.

The pregnancy test laid on the floor next to me. It practically begged to be seen but I couldn’t get myself to look that way. Unless I had actually seen the blue plus I could still be free. But if I actually saw it… I couldn’t handle that.

Plum had brought the test here. I had been feeling sick and weird for more than a month and by now she was getting tired of my complaints.

Screenshot-80“So, what does it say?” Plum asked from outside the door. She was sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall in a relaxed position. It was impossible to tell that her best friend’s life was about to be turned upside down.

“I haven’t looked.”

Plum sighed. It had been approximately eight minutes since I peed on the stick and she had asked me several times during the last five minutes. “Oh Plumbbob, Soda! Just look already! No matter what it shows there’s nothing you can do about it now. It won’t help not looking!”

Screenshot-78I simply peaked at it, but there was no denying what was there. It was a blue plus alright. The simple sight of it made me puke, again.

“So it’s positive?” Plum asked once I was done throwing up.

“Fudge no. This is very negative!”

Screenshot-79“The test?”

I puked again. Couldn’t she just stop reminding me?! Afterwards I picked the test up and threw it in the garbage can before washing my face off and going out to Plum. I felt as exposed as I looked in my underwear. Was this how it felt to feel weak?

“Might want to put some clothes on…” Plum suggested and I did as I was told before sitting down with Plum in my livingroom.

Screenshot-82The first thing that came out of my mind was the only thing I could think about: “I don’t want a baby!”

“I know” Plum nodded. I knew that she understood and I thought I could sense a small scent of relief in her eyes. She was just lucky it wasn’t her. Figures.

“So what do I do?”

“You could always, you know… Get rid of it. Unless you actually do want it?”

Get rid of it. It sounded so easy when she said it. Get rid of it. I didn’t want a child. I couldn’t be a mother. But despite that, there was something that made the idea of getting rid of it disgusting. I said nothing.

Screenshot-83I don’t know if Plum understood the ambivalent thoughts I was now having but the next thing that came out of her mouth took another turn. “Who’s the father?”

“How could I know?! Could be anyones. Precious, Flamenco? Fudge, could even be Fandango’s.”

“Fandango? That baby would have been born years ago had it been Fandango. It only takes nine months, you know.”

I buried my face in my hands. Plum wasn’t the only one keeping secrets about her love life. Fandango had been my to-go-to-guy for years. Actually, it would make sense if it was his, the odds said so.

Screenshot-81I stood up and started walking from one side of the room to the other. Thinking. “You’re not the only one keeping secrets” I finally said and regretted it instantly.

“What?” Plum looked scared, and surprised.

“I saw you and Canary in Starburst. What, are you guys a couple?! Are you gay and haven’t told me?! I’m your best friend Plum. Best friends doesn’t keep secrets!” I don’t know why I said it. I can only blame the fudging blue plus for keeping me from thinking straight.

Screenshot-85Plum never had the chance to reply because my doorbell interrupted us, creating an awkward silence between us. I was surprised to see my father by the door but welcomed him in.

How long had it been since I last saw him? Surely his hair hadn’t faded then, and surely that cane was new. Was he really that old?

“I’ve missed you” he said, his voice crackling just like old people’s voices always do. He was getting weak. It didn’t affect me as much as it ought to have. I suppose I had enough surprises for a day already.

Screenshot-86“You look old” I said. Blunt and straight-forward but true.

Dad swung his cane around in his hand and smiled, “This old stick?! Nah, I just think it’s cool to play with.”

I couldn’t laugh. It wasn’t fun. Not today.

“But well, the hair. I suppose I’m not that young anymore. Anyway, how are you? And hey Plum, long time no see!” Dad waved towards my friend who was now standing up. She raised her hand to a greeting but said nothing.

Screenshot-87I looked back and forth between Plum and my father before realizing I had to explain what was going on. This certainly turned in to a weird day.

I didn’t know how strong my father was, or his heart, but I kept the blunt and straight-forward way of talking and just announced that I was pregnant. He looked surprised at first but it soon settled and his eyes glanced down at my stomach which was already feeling huge and disgusting.

Screenshot-88“That’s great” he said and gave me a thumbs up. “I didn’t think you were the type to settle down. Who is he?”

I scratched my head. Telling your father you don’t know who the father of your own unborn child is, that’s weird. It didn’t exactly make him think more of me, or make him proud of me. He just looked confused to be fair. And I knew that he, at that moment, was glad I was no longer living at home. I was my own responsibility.

Screenshot-92I told them all I didn’t care who the father was. That it wouldn’t change a thing. But I knew deep down inside that it wasn’t true. I think it was the reason to why I kept the baby too: I wanted it to be Precious’.

I hadn’t thought much about him leaving me after he had gotten what he came for, but in a way it hurt. If this was his baby, I would get some revenge. I could hunt him and make him pay for just leaving me. He would have to take care of his baby, right? He would come back and I would get the chance to hurt him, to be the one in charge. As it should be.

Screenshot-91I was by no means a rich woman. In fact, after spending all my money on the kitchen in the first place and then the trip to Starburst Shores, my funds were starting to peter out. Before the pregnancy, I hadn’t thought much about it because I got a steady salary from the fire department, but when they found out I was pregnant I was no longer allowed to come in to work. It was ridiculous, I could still do a decent job just keeping the trucks and alarms in shape but still they forbid me.

I refused to let my career stagnate because of a silly baby so I kept working at home to improve the skills I knew I needed in my career. I upgraded all of my appliances to be self-cleaning, which wouldn’t just let me improve at work but also give me more time to do other things than cleaning. I couldn’t exactly have a filthy home if I expected to score men here. And I was determined to not leave that part behind even if I did have a kid.

Screenshot-84“How about Briocheport?” Plum asked one day. We had been planning a trip there ever since we got home from Starburst Shores.

“It’s still on” I promised, which made Plum look down at my swollen stomach and crinkle her eyebrows. “It is!” I said again.

“You can’t go party with a baby.”

“Good thing there are babysitters then” I said, determined to not let an unwanted child change my way of living. Besides, Briocheport was where Precious was from and if I wanted to meet him again, that would be my best bet. A chance I couldn’t just let slip.

Screenshot-93I was not prepared to the pains that came with having a kid. It was inberry. How were we even supposed to pull through such a thing?

I had neglected parental courses and tips as best as I could because I hadn’t accepted myself as a mother yet. And therefore I didn’t know how to handle the pain and I had trouble breathing. It was as if all my efforts were put in to dealing with the mere pain, so there wasn’t even enough left for breathing. I huffed and puffed and it flimmered before my eyes because my body experienced a lack of oxygen. I knew anoxia well from my job which also meant I knew I would pass out unless I managed to pull through. I suspected that wouldn’t be good for me while in labour.

I don’t know what I did or how I did it but somehow I managed to stay awake. I even managed to lie down on the cold bathroom floor and have the baby on my own. As I saw it, this was how it had been done in ancient times and therefore I would be able to make it too. I was much stronger than women had been in ancient times with my physical shape and my regular healthy meals.

It was a boy.

Screenshot-94I never felt the initial happiness my friends had promised would be there when I first laid my eyes on him. All I could feel was reality smashing me in the face. I was a mother now. A mother. The one thing I had learnt to hate. I didn’t want to be a mother. I wanted to be free.

Besides, looking at the boy in my arms I realized it wasn’t Precious’. The skin of my son was far more pale than the lovely red shade Precious’ skin was. It was lightly red, but that only meant it was either Fandango’s or Flamenco’s. Not Precious’.

The small flicker of hope I had felt towards feeling anything happy about this baby faded with that realization. He became what he had really been the entire time, an obstacle for my own life and happiness.

Screenshot-115“What are you going to name him?” Canary wondered and tickled the baby in the cradle of the room I had prepared. It was as far from my own bedroom as possible because after just a few days I realized that thing had a nasty habit of waking up screaming like crazy in the middle of the nights. I couldn’t stand being woken up like that. It was better now.

“The baby” I said. I didn’t care if it had a name. It was nothing but an obstacle, an obstacle that I knew I needed to care for. And I did. He had the best nursery I could afford (it looked a lot better than my own bedroom!) and as many toys as he could possibly want.

“You have to give him a name!” Canary turned to me and looked furious. She had been upset with me ever since that baby was born. Accused me for being a selfish brainless bimbo and stuff. I don’t know. Maybe I was selfish. But I wasn’t brainless and I was no bimbo. I knew very well that this baby meant trouble. That it meant I would have to change my lifestyle. And that was exactly what I wasn’t ready to do.

“You name it then. I don’t know.”

Screenshot-116She picked the boy up and held him close. It struck me that she would probably do a much better job at me being its mother. “I’ve always thought you look like a Taxus” she said in a soft, loving voice and put her index finger lightly on his nose which made him giggle.

And that was that. My son was named Taxus.


AN: Soda Pop rolled Luxury as he Misc. Fun and I plan to accomplish that goal by building very nice rooms for all of her children as well as (of course) furnish the rest of her rooms. I also hope to expand the exterior of the house to a luxury retreat but for now money really are tight and she can barely afford to pay her own bills. It’ll be hard as a single mother of five, but hopefully it’ll be doable. 🙂

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.

Chapter 3.3: A lie

Screenshot-1098Almost a week had passed since dad had been in the fight with Tiber. My uncle.

I had been thinking a lot this week. Probably hadn’t been much like my regular me. I had been the only one to witness the scene and so far I hadn’t manage to decide if I should tell anyone about it or not. Dad hadn’t said much about it. Most likely because I didn’t ask. He had never been much of a talker.

It felt strange thinking it had been a whole week since it happened, and yet it felt like it had been a lifetime. All the questions was gnawing on me from within. In the end, I did what the regular Soda Pop would have done right away: I confronted the problem.

Screenshot-1193“It didn’t work” I said and dad looked like a question mark. “You said mom left to keep us all safe but it didn’t work.”

“You guys have been safe” dad said and twisted his body, trying to avoid the brewing conflict. Unfortunately for him, there was nothing stopping me now that I had started. I had been raised with a lie. A fake promise of safety. I had accepted the fact that my mother had left to keep me safe, accepted a childhood without a mother, only to realize it had all been in vain. I wasn’t safe. My brothers weren’t safe. Dad wasn’t safe. We could get attacked anytime.

Screenshot-1194“That could have been us. We were there. I was right next to you!” I know I wasn’t being fair, but it wasn’t my intention either. I was disappointed and I wanted him to know. Besides, I felt sorry for him. Even though he never talked much about it, I knew it had been hard on him when mom left. Now that I had realized she did it for nothing, I felt both disappointed and sorry. “I’m telling you, it didn’t work!”

Screenshot-1192When dad didn’t say anything else, I locked myself up in my room and called Plum. She would know what to do. She had to know.

“I’m at work” Plum said as she answered my call in a whispering voice. I could picture her in front of me, trying to hide behind the counter at the spa as she whispered in to the phone she tried to hide.

“Mom’s brother beat dad up in the park. We’re not that safe” I said, not bothering with any rewrites.

“Does your dad still miss her, love her?”

“He’s never even looked at another girl.” I hadn’t realized such was the case before, but as I said the words it all hit me. Dad had never cared for girls and I had always thought it was because he had his hands full with me and my brothers. But of course, it was because he missed my mother and knew that no one could ever match her.

“I can’t go with you, but you should tell your mother. Maybe she’ll come back if she knows her absence doesn’t keep you safe? I mean, if she feels the same way about Sunny.”

“Thanks Plum. I love you.”

“Love you too. Mwaaah!”

Screenshot-1186If Plum couldn’t go with me, there was really only one other option. Luckily, Canary agreed to come with me and met me with a huge smile on her face. Truth be told, she was probably happy to get out of the house since she always complaining about her younger siblings being real pains in the B. I thought both Barley and Buttercup were adorable, though.

“Are you ready?” Canary asked once we had made it to the Sourz residence.

Screenshot-1185I swallowed a lump in the throat. It was weird thinking my mother had been here all this time. It wasn’t even that far from our house, and yet I had never met her. There was even the chance that I had bumped in to her somewhere in town without knowing. My own mother?!

I stood there, thinking about the ridiculous fact that I had no idea who my mother was, except for what dad had told us, while she had been living in the very same town as me all this time. It gave me second thoughts. What good would it do to look her up now, after all these years? I turned around and looked at Canary, my face probably letting on just how worried I was.

“I don’t know if I can do this” I admitted.

Screenshot-1187“Of course you can!” Canary smiled. “If anyone could do such a thing, it’s you!”

I breathed heavily and braced myself. Canary was right. I would regret it if I turned around now. “I want to do it on my own, I think.”

“Okay. I’ll be waiting at the stadium. Just call me if you need me” she hugged me lightly before leaving me on my own. She was always happy, always comforting. A good friend, that’s what she was. A real good friend. I was happy to be blessed with two of that kind.

Screenshot-1188The sound of the doorbell was fierce and surprisingly bright. I looked around, certian that some of the neighbors would be on their doorsteps, wondering who dared pressing that doorbell. Naturally, there was no one to be seen.

I waited several seconds before the door was opened and when it finally was my eyes shot wide.

Screenshot-1189The woman who had opened the door hurried outside and closed the door behind her. “You” she said. I didn’t know if it was a statement or a question and I didn’t know if it was sad with a happy or disappointing undertone. But I do know that she understood exactly who I was.

“Mom?”

Oceana backed away slightly by the sound of the short word. No wonder, she hadn’t even been a mom for the past 14 years. “What are you doing here?” she whispered once she had regained her senses. She looked sad and I thought to myself that it had been a mistake coming here. She didn’t care about us anymore. The possibility was that she never had cared about us and simply used our safety as a reason to get out of the house and back to the luxury environment in the Sourz family. Why would she leave that because of me or my brothers? What had dad been thinking? Suddenly, I felt angry and disappointed. She was no mother!

“You lied” I snarled and summoned my most angry face. “You just wanted an easy way out. You never cared about our safety. You lied!”

Screenshot-1190Her previously surprised look changed in to a sad one. The corners of her eyes slumped downwards, as did the corners of her mouth. It almost looked as if she would start to cry.

“It’s not safe for you here” she said and looked over her shoulder and through the window to her home. “If they see you they will…” she never finished the sentence. I never gave her the chance.

“They will what? Hurt me? Attack me?” I was more angry than I had intended to but the realization about her bailing on us actually hurt. “Well, they already have! Your fudging brother attacked my dad in the park. I saw it with my own eyes. We are not safe! YOU LIED!”

Oceana took one small step towards me but stopped herself in the middle of a movement. “Don’t cry” she said. I hadn’t even realized that I was indeed crying. Not because I was sad but because I was so angry. I had lived my life without a mother for no good! I turned my back towards her to wipe the tears of my eyes. She whispered another time, “It’s not safe her. Soda Pop, you have to leave.”

Screenshot-1196And I did. I didn’t even look back. I simply ran and didn’t stop until I was at the stadium, in Canary’s comforting arms. It had been stupid to think mom would come back. Or to think I needed her in my life. I had managed just fine with the family and friends I had. Yet, it hurt.

My mother had been no hero. She had been a coward and a liar.

Chapter 3.2: That would be your uncle

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

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

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

“How’s that?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What do I get?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“But I thought…”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 3.1: A good-looking reflection

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

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

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

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

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

“Ugh, I hate math” I groaned.

“Tell me about it!” Plum agreed.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s that?”

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

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

“You wanna break?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It was good for my ego.

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

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

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

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

“Maybe” I answered, keeping my doors open.

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

The adorable Plum Everlast is a gift from mileyrox159.

Generation Finale: A role model

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Love, there’s no such thing, right?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Screenshot-1022She named her Jaffa Dolphin.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 2.13: Getting accustomed

Screenshot-933It wasn’t easy adjusting to not having Oceana around, and it certainly wasn’t easy adjusting to being a father of triplets. And for most of the time, I was also taking care of my old man, as he seemed to get older and more confused for each day that passed by.

I was usually completely drained once the kids were asleep and dad put to bed in the evenings and I would just curl up to a small, piteous ball on the couch. Was it really fair? Even when colorless sims had the same rights as any ‘bow, my life was a misery. Okay, exagerration, at least I had the kids. But still, I felt lonely and sorry for myself.

Screenshot-937There was lots to be done with three toddlers in the house. Constantly a mouth to fill or a diaper to change and I had not been completely ready for it. I wasn’t prepared for doing it all by myself. I did my best, but some days it seemed like the kids didn’t get as much attention or care as they deserved, despite my tries. It was a wonder mom and dad had managed raising me and my siblings in the district where the standards had been… low.

Screenshot-944 Screenshot-955My friends all came over occasionally to help me with the kids, which I was indescribably happy about as it gave me a chance to get some well-needed rest. They all had different opinions on Oceana leaving me. Some thought it had been for the better and some were furious with Oceana for letting me do all the hard work on my own. I myself didn’t really blame Oceana, I just missed her. She had been my first, and only, love. Maybe the feelings hadn’t been as mutual as I had thought, since she so easily could leave me.

Bluebell took Oceana’s side, as did my brother. They said that since they too were parents they could imagine what it would be like having to worry about your kids safety when there’s an easy fix. According to them they would do the same thing if they had to, and they seemed sure I would have to, if it had been the other way around. Maybe I would, but I would have considered my options because I didn’t like being without Oceana.

Screenshot-954Mithos was the one to come over most frequently, and also the one to help me the most with the kids. In fact, he came over pretty much just to spend time with them. I imagine it was sort of training for him, as he was also about to be a father any day. He was a really caring and supportive uncle to my triplets and I honestly don’t know if I would have managed without his help. To think that he still had time for these little things with me and my kids even with his role as the mayor of town was fantastic. It made me feel… important.

Screenshot-942 Screenshot-941He and Cherry hadn’t even been an official couple for a year when Cherry suddenly ended up pregnant. It was a big surprise to all of us, and maybe most of all for Cherry and Mithos themselves, but they took it for what it was and prepared themselves in the ways they could. I was happy for them, Cherry was a nice girl and someone who could deserve my dear hero friend. I was eager to meet their little one, but I hoped it would wait until my own kids were a bit older. It would simply be more convenient if some of the kids could take care of themselves while we fussed over a new little baby.

Screenshot-960Cherry did pop before the triplets birthday, but fortunately it was only a few days before so there wasn’t really that many days for me to get it to work with the kids all by myself. It was hectic, but I managed. I even managed to squeaze in a visit to the new parents and their lovely little Canary.

Screenshot-965For the triplets birthday I invited Cinnamon and Mithos and my siblings and their families over to celebrate. Quite a big party for a loner like me, but I needed their support now that Oceana had left me. I was scared for my kids growing up and for time passing, because I feared that with time I would forget about Oceana or at least get over her, and I didn’t want to. I suppose I was also scared that she would forget about me. Maybe even forget about her own opinions and go back to agreeing with her family. The simple thought of her feeling disgust of her own kids was enough to make me cry. Those babies were perfect, why couldn’t she see that?!

The triplets aged up beautifully. Perfectly, actually. They probably got that from their mother, the perfect part.

Screenshot-957 Screenshot-959Spindle was already a teenager and his best friend was aunt Sweet Corn. They laughed and teased each other to no end. It was clear that friendship wasn’t limited by any boundaries of age. “Do you have any girlfriend yet, Spindle?” Sweet Corn teased while they were stuffing themselves full with cake.

Spindle stuck his tongue out, “Naha, do you have any boyfriend yet?”

I knew it was a sore toe for Sweets, but she just couldn’t find the right one. Ironically, I had found the right one for me but she had left me. I suppose we were in similar positions. Maybe one day she would find someone, or would it be impossible now that she was used to loneliness? In a way it suited her and it did leave her with enough energy to be the perfect aunt and my kids would certainly need that. A grownup girl in their lives.

Screenshot-958Pixie had a hard time dealing with losing friend after friend. It was understandable, of course, and I really felt for her. At least she was still putting on a brave smile and tagged along whenever we had a gathering. She was as much family as any of the guests of this party. It was comforting being with her too, as she reminded me so much about my own mother. They had been the best of friends, closer than I had ever been to any of my own friends. It had to be about as tough losing such a close friend as it had been for me to lose my mother.

Screenshot-956Cinnamon was, to my great joy, also pregnant. Even if it would be quite a few years between our kids (and Mithos’ little girl) it was a joy to share parenting with close friends. I mean, it was only natural that my priorities had changed after the triplets came in to my life and having my two best friends doing the very same journey by my side was probably the best thing to it. I knew I would love their babies with every part of my heart that was left after loving my own family.

My friends had all brought some gifts for them and we all worked hard to stuff it in to the tiny rooms in our house. I realized I would probably have to re-build the nursery either to another bedroom or some kind of playroom. It wasn’t like we would need a nursery again, anyway.

There was just one problem about re-building and that was that now that mom’s retirement money had stopped coming we weren’t exactly swimming in cash. And for Berry’s sake, I had three kids to provide! I would have to get a job. And so the next problem occurred; What would I do for a living? I wasn’t exactly good at anything.

Screenshot-964“Easy” Sweets said when I asked her and I narrowed my eyebrows, trying to form them in to a question mark. “You’re joining the police force, of course! You’re the best investigator in town, after all.”

As surprising as it may sound, the police force seemed to agree. Or at least they offered me a job. I suspect the investigations regarding Affair’s murder played a part, but the bigger part was probably the fact that they needed to hire more colorless’, ‘for a diversity in staff’.

Screenshot-987When Blizzard, Loquat and Soda Pop went for their first day in school, I went for my first day to work. I’m not sure who was the most nervous, but it was most likely me. At least they had each other to rely on while I was all by myself.

With the kids being older, life got easier for me. It was a relief realizing they could mostly care for themselves as long as I provided the essential food and love. And homework guidance, of course. I even found myself with a bit of spare time, which I hadn’t had since before they were born. Since I could spend it with Oceana, I thought to myself.

Screenshot-970I went to her house a couple of times. I rung the bell and waited for someone to open the door. I just wanted to see her, hear her voice. Tell her that the kids were beautiful. But she did the same thing as she had done to my phonecalls ever since she walked out of my house – she ignored it. The door remained shut no matter how much I wished for it to swing open. She had made her choice, and I was clearly not a part of it.

Screenshot-972 Screenshot-973Only one single time as I went there the door opened but it wasn’t Oceana who stood in the doorway, it was some blue ‘bow who hissed at me, something about Oceana not wanting anything to do with me. When I refused to leave he gave me a lesson. It had been many years since that had last happened, but it seemed the loathe of colorless wouldn’t budge easily.

Screenshot-974Two days later I found a note in the mail, “Remember Sundance, survival is most important! X” It didn’t matter that it wasn’t signed, I knew it was from Oceana anyway and it was just another way for her to tell me to forget about her and move on with my life.

Dad kept getting worse and there was nothing I could do about it. I had known for a long time that he was having trouble getting things straight, but when he mixed Loquat and Blizzard up, I realized just how bad it was. It seemed like not even the kids could slow his ageing and fading down anymore. I needed to prepare myself for losing him. Not that I had the slightest idea about how to do such a thing. I didn’t want to be left alone with the triplets, I couldn’t do it.

Screenshot-953But dad did pass away. He did leave me alone with the triplets. I would never be able to forgive him.

Screenshot-951 Screenshot-950 Screenshot-949We were all devastated.

Screenshot-977“Are both your mom and dad dead now?” Soda Pop asked one day a couple of weeks later and tears welled up my eyes. It hurt to think about them being gone and no matter how much time that passed, I still missed them.

“Yes they are” I replied, trying to remain strong in front of my child.

“What happens when you die?”

“You go to the place you wish to go to” I replied, aware that it was an abstract explanation. Soda Pop seemed pleased, though, and she skipped off, interrupting her brothers in some game. They did leave her out of their games occasionally, saying whatever they were playing wasn’t for girls. That was one of the few times I interfered in their games because it was probably not easy for her to be the only girl. I could only imagine what it would be like once she needed a girl-talk. Who would help her with that? Sweets or Cinnamon, perhaps?

Screenshot-975“Dad?” Soda Pop was standing right before me again, her innocent eyes looking straight at me. “Don’t we have a mom?”

I had known the question would come eventually but it felt like it was too soon. Although, wasn’t every part of your kids progression too soon? I didn’t know what to answer, Oceana had never told me how she wanted the story to be. I took a deep breath to earn myself some time, hoping the right answer would suddenly just appeared. Unfortunately, it didn’t. Even after two deep breaths I didn’t know what I was supposed to tell her. She was starting to look impatient, obviously expecting an answer. I decided to just take the bull by the horns. “Boys! Come here. I need to talk to you all about something.”

Screenshot-979The boys complained over having to interrupt their current game, but came to our side. “Everyone has a mother” I started once they were all close and listening. “You have the best mother of them all. I wish you could meet her. She looks a bit like all of you. Blizzard, you have the same skin as her and Soda, you have the exact same hair color. Loquat, you look mostly like me, but you have so much of her personality. Her name is Oceana and she is very brave.” I took a pause to gather myself, the part of her abandoning them, us, was still tough to me. I wasn’t even sure if I had accepted it myself and now I would have to get my kids to believe in it.

Screenshot-978“Sometimes, when you really love someone, you will have to make tough choices just to protect those you love. Your mother did that. Because her parents and her siblings are bad persons, she had to leave us to keep us safe. Her family hurt both me and her a couple of times before because they didn’t like berries without color. That was a common thing, actually. Oceana wasn’t like that and her family didn’t like that she turned her back on them. We were in love and they couldn’t accept it. When you were born, she left to keep us safe. Your mother loves you all very much, and that is why she isn’t with us anymore. Do you understand?”

I looked at my kids who had been listening close to the story and they all nodded insecure. They understood. It wasn’t until that moment I realized that I too understood. She had really left us to keep us safe. And ever since she did return to her family, I hadn’t been harassed a single time. And my kids were as safe as any kid. “I still love  her” I said, not particulary for the kids to hear but since they were the only ones around they did.

Screenshot-983“There is a boy at our school who says his parents say we are freaks because we are colorless” Loquat said quietly.

Screenshot-981“It’s good mom is protecting us” Blizzard said and Loquat and Soda Pop nodded in agreement.

Screenshot-969Time passed by. Days became weeks and weeks became months. I wasn’t as tired anymore, even though I worked fulltime at the police now. Even though it was hard to accept, dad’s death had been a relief in a way. No more embarrassing mix-ups for his sake, and no more caring for him for my sake. He had finally found peace, and was finally with mom again. I don’t think he had ever managed to leave her side and had probably had one foot on the other side ever since she passed. Maybe he just stuck around long enough to see that I was doing okay with the kids. Would have been typically him, actually.

What I loved the most about my life was the goodnight stories. The triplets were all tucked down in their beds and the only light came from the lamp by Soda’s bed. There was excitement in the air and I remembered how much I had enjoyed reading when I was younger. Sharing that one passion with my kids was a fantastic thing. It usually didn’t take more than a few pages until the kids were all asleep and I could take a round, kissing them all on their foreheads. I didn’t know if it was the actual reading or the kissing part I liked the most, but I loved the nightly routine no matter.

Screenshot-984“I love you daddy” Loquat said during one of those nightly routines and the expression “my heart melted” suddenly became so real. I loved these little ones with all my heart and I would do whatever I had to in order to keep them safe. Oceana, Bluebell and Quince had all been right. Whatever I had to.


Sundance’s Misc. Fun and Generational Goal was Fighter / Social Bunny. I kind of combined them, making him get attacked every time he went out to do something with his friends.

Chapter 2.12: And then there were three

I was so proud of myself since I knew it was now only a matter of time until Tiber’s punishment was raised with a couple of years and Heliotrope would join his cousin in jail. The investigation me and Cinnamon had done would lead to exactly that, the police had promised us. Since we had a recording of Heliotrope admitting the murder of Affair, it would be impossible for any lawyer to get him to walk free. Justice, at last. I was eager to tell Oceana the great news and I hurried home, hoping she would be there.

Screenshot-806I found her in the bathroom, door unlocked. She looked sad, almost depressed. “Is everything alright?” I wondered, wanting to make sure nothing had happened in my abscense. The good news could wait another moment.

“No, it’s not alright” she replied and turned to look at me. A pearl of sweat was rolling down her forehead.

Screenshot-837“Anything particular?” I asked, thinking it could possibly be the same worry she had been plagued with for the last months. She shook her head, a sign she didn’t want to talk about it. I put my hand on her upperarm and smiled, “Okay, but listen, I have great news!”

A slight smile formed on her face, “What’s that?”

“We finally found a way to tie Tiber and Heliotrope to the murder of Affair. It’s waterproof, they’ll both be convicted for it!” I could barely contain my excitement, but the reaction from Oceana was far from what I had expected:

Screenshot-805*Blllerrrrgh*

I looked away to not embarrass her and once she stood up again she looked at me, “You did what?”

I wasn’t sure if she was happy, angry or just modest, but I tried to transfer some of my own excitement through encouraging words, “It’s true! Your safe! They’ll both get long punishments and you’ll be free. They won’t be able to hurt you!”

I told her the complete story of what had happened this very day and once I was done she turned her back on me and covered her face in her hands, it almost looked like she was crying, but she couldn’t be, right? “I can’t believe you did such a thing” she eventually said and it hurt. After everything I did for her, she thanked me like that?

“Don’t you get it Sunny? It doesn’t matter if they’re in prison or not. There’s always someone else to do their work. If we fight them, it’ll only get worse. Don’t you understand? They’re powerful. Mighty powerful.”

Screenshot-838“B-but they’ll be behind bars” I stammered. If this wasn’t enough for her to feel safe, I had no idea what was. What else could I do?

“And that’ll make them hate you, us, even more. I can’t believe you did this…” she was definitely crying now and I felt my own anger rising. Way to be thankful! I didn’t know what to say, so I left her in the bathroom. Tears was welling up in my own eyes, why couldn’t she just be thankful? Didn’t she know I had risked my life for her?

Screenshot-833I hid in the nursery, not knowing whether I should be angry or sad, or keep being happy for the success in the Affair-case. It was confusing, that was what it was.

Screenshot-836After some time, mom came in and sat down on the toy box in front of me, “Don’t be so hard on her” she said and looked at me. “Or on yourself. You did what you thought was right, and I’m glad Affair finally could have some justice. But Oceana, she… She has reasons to worry. You should talk to her instead of hiding.”

I watched my mother leave the room again. Always so wise. I couldn’t imagine that there would eventually be a day when she was no longer around. She was my guiding star and had always been.

Screenshot-722“Sunny!” Oceana looked happier when I got out in the livingroom again and I wondered if maybe mom had talked to her as well. I walked up in front of her, waiting for her to explain herself. She surprised me again, “I’m pregnant.” The first syllables were said in a happy tone but the last ones were more like a deep sigh. I think her actual uttering explained exactly how she felt about the entire situation.

“Pregnant?” I asked, even though I was certain I had heard the last time. Oceana nodded.

She. Was. Pregnant.

“I’m becoming a father?” The question was silly because I obviously were, but it was still hard to wrap my brain around it.

Screenshot-721No one bothered to answer my question and mom came swooping Oceana under her wings, turning her back against me. It was obvious that they wanted to bond like women, and that I had no place in their little conversation. “Look, here’s Sundance as a little baby. Look at those chubby cheeks!” Mom pulled out the baby pictures and within an instant she and Oceana was wrapped up in a conversation about babies, diapers and well… me. I felt extremely left out and went to do what I always did when I needed to think, I cooked.

Screenshot-719Screenshot-720I heard them babble on behind my back and I tried to not feel too left out. Ater all, there were things in a pregnancy that I couldn’t know a squat about. And to be honest, it seemed to brighten Oceana’s mood up, and that was probably for the better.

They were truly bonding, and I was happy for that. Mom had been wishing for more grandchildren ever since Spindle was born and I knew it was like a dream coming true for her knowing that Oceana was pregnant.

Screenshot-817Oceana herself had more mixed thoughts about the whole thing, I could tell. She put on a happy face in front of my mother, but I knew since before that she was scared of having kids. Not because she would become a mother, but because she was constantly worried that someone should harm her or me, and having to worry for a kid on top of that would simply be too much.

“It’ll be fine” I promised and smiled. I myself was happy as a clam. I would have a baby. A baby.

Screenshot-816“It’s not fine!” Oceana snorted. Stop saying it’s fine when it isn’t!”

Moodswings. I had read about them but it didn’t mean they were easy to tackle. “I think it will be fine” I said again.

“In that case you’re stupid” Oceana muttered and turned her eyes towards the TV, avoiding my face.

Screenshot-814“Well, you certainly seem happy around my mother. Maybe you two should raise the kids then!” I suddenly snapped. I don’t know where it came from, but I had finally had it!

Oceana softened up and looked at me, “Because she doesn’t know me like you do. It’s her dream, Sunny! But you know I can’t do it. I can be myself with you. No pretending, just plain old me.”

Oh, wasn’t she one with the words in her mouth.

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Screenshot-840It was a grey and cold evening when the new election was taking place. The raindrops bounced off the asphalt like bouncy balls and only the bravest berry would ever dare to leave the comfort of their house. Now, the supporters of Spectrum were obviously among those brave ones since we all defied the weather and gathered at The Blank Slate to hold our election night watch party. We had never been as close to a victory as we were this particular night. There was a hopeful atmosphere vibrating at the place.

Screenshot-839My friends were all walking around with happy, yet anxious, smiles on their faces. Oceana was huge, looking as if she was about to pop any day now. Mithos was the happiest of us all, the proud smile was pretty much glued to his face as he mingled around, making sure everyone was having a nice time.

“You ready to rule the town then?” I asked Mithos when he came up to me.

“Don’t jinx it!” He replied in a serious tone, although his eyes were still smiling. I had a good feeling about this election.

Screenshot-842We all knew the first hour of counted votes wouldn’t make or break anything so to ease our nerves we danced. It made time fly, and we sure needed that. We were all so anxious about the results. If we didn’t win this time, we would never win. The circumstances couldn’t possibly be any better than they were at this very moment.

Screenshot-841Dad was trying to do some maths in his head. Somehow he was sure that he could calculate the final scores if he just thought hard enough. It was a hard thing to accept, but he was getting older and older and with that, more and more confused. Poor thing.

Screenshot-844When the votes were closing in to be all counted, we had a 4 percent lead on Mayor Bloom’s replacement assistance. It was a good lead, but nothing was secured yet. Quince decided to lower the music and raise the volume of the big screen hanging in the middle of the room. Everybody in the pub when silent and held their thumbs so hard that their knuckles turned white.

It was nerv-wrecking, really.

Our lead grew to 6 percent.

Shrunk to 5 again.

And then suddenly took a leap up to 7.

Screenshot-847That was when the pub exploded in a unison HOORAY. We had done it, we had finally conquered over the racism. Spectrum would from this day on, rule the town for a couple of years. The music pumped on and everyone started hugging each other and sharing high-fives. It was the most fantastic experience I had ever had.

Screenshot-850Mithos, was of course, the happiest of us all. Mayor Spring.

The party continued for several hours and it was  f a n t a s t i c.

Screenshot-821When the party finally ended over at The Blank Slate we were extremely excited about the sudden success that sleep would be impossible. Me and Oceana sat down outside our house, just staring up at the stars in the sky. I loved being close to her. Loved the possibilities that had opened up before us this very evening. Things would never be the same again, I knew that for sure.

Yet, Oceana managed to surprise me, by ruling out just how much things would change.

Screenshot-823“Sunny” her voice was weak and shaky, which I thought was weird a night like this. “My family won’t like these turnouts…”

“They don’t have much choice now. With Mithos as mayor their money won’t be able to buy them advantages anymore” I promised.

Oceana sighed, “You just don’t get it, do you?”

I didn’t say anything because I didn’t feel like fighting with her this night. She was the one who didn’t get it! She was safe, I had made sure of that. It was getting tiresome listening to her worries day and night.

Screenshot-824“They won’t ever leave me. Or you” she continued. “I know them Sunny. They won’t care if they’re punished for it, if they get a chance to avenge my betrayal they will take it. They’re so many, even if Tiber and Heliotrope are locked up there will always be someone else to go after me, or you. Or the baby.”

“But I’ll protect you!” I protested.

“Can’t you just listen, please?” Tears rolled down her cheeks. “You could try, but it’s no guarantee for our safety, or the baby’s safety. There’s only one thing that can keep you and the baby safe, and I’ve decided to do it.”

“And what’s that?”

“I’ll go back to them.”

“GO BACK?!” I stood up, and felt furios. Out of everything she could have thought of, this was her idea? “You’re leaving me?”

She cried even more, it was getting hysterical. “I do it for you Sunny. Once the baby is here I’ll leave it with you and I’ll crawl back to them. If they think I’ve reconsidered, they’ll leave you alone. And you can raise the baby. It’s the only way. If anything happened to this little one I could never forgive myself. I love you, Sundance. I love you.”

Screenshot-851I couldn’t just simply accept the fact that Oceana would disappear out of my life, even if her reason was to protect me and the baby. It didn’t make any sense. There had to be some other way? I complained over at Quince’s place, hoping that he would have any advice on what I could do.

“She says it’s the only way. That the baby will be safe if she just goes back there. But there has to be another way, right?”

Screenshot-852“She’s going back?!” Quince seemed as upset as I had been over Oceana’s idea. No wonder, I suppose… Her plan was actually to go back to the family who had haunted us for years, who had killed Affair.

“I don’t know what to do” I admitted, feeling more and more depressed over the thought. Here I stood, thinking I had known Oceana, that she had been different, and yet she was willing to go back to her old, horrible family, just like that. “I can’t lose her. I can’t raise a baby on my own!”

Screenshot-853Quince scratched the back of his head in thoughts and mumbled a bit for himself. “Well, maybe…”

“Maybe what?”

“Maybe it’s not a bad plan… I mean, those berryholes went after her even with our protection. You can’t imagine what it’s like to have a kid Sunny. Not until you actually have one. You’ll do anything to keep it safe.”

“Even abandon it?”

“If that’s what it takes. If I had to abandon Spindle to make sure he was safe, I’d do it. It wouldn’t be easy, but I’d do it.”

It felt as if Quince was letting me down. It made me angry thinking that everyone backed her decision up. Cinnamon had been upset over it at first, but she also agreed it would keep the baby safe in the end and that it therefore would be worth it. I hoped sincerely that she would change her mind once the baby was here.

Screenshot-834It became a long and almost unbearable fall. The simple thought of Oceana leaving me was depressing. I really tried to talk her out of it, but it seemed impossible. On top of the problem with Oceana, dad seemed to get worse and worse for each day. He would go out in the garden to rake leaves for hours. It was almost as if he forgot about everything around him. All he could care of was that rake and the thought of getting the leaves gathered in a neat pile.

A simple little puff of air had the leaves whirl around, causing a mess on our lawn again, which had him start all over. I think he missed most of the pregnancy all together and I wasn’t even sure if he was aware of the fact that he would be a grandfather again around winter.

I was excited to meet the baby, but the constant worry of Oceana actually keeping her promise and leaving us gave me mixed feelings. I wanted the little one to be born, but I didn’t want to lose Oceana. Time became a funny thing, it seemed to move both too fast and too slow.

Screenshot-796 Screenshot-795Mom had been looking forward to the birth since she first found out and it was nice to see her care for Oceana, giving tips on how to raise kids or how to ease the pregnancy aches. I had been looking forward to see her with my kid and that made it even more sad when she passed away with winter around the corner. She practically stumbled at the finish line and she would never get to feel the smell of a newborn baby.

It was almost impossible to accept the fact that she wouldn’t be around.

Screenshot-848Just a few weeks after mom’s death, it was time. Pixie came around to handle the delivery and Oceana surprised us by giving birth to not one, not two, but three healthy little babies. Triplets! Mom would have been thrilled!

I was happy to see the perfect little ones, but the fear of Oceana possible leave clouded the happiness. For the first few weeks I thought she had changed her mind, but once the kids were old enough to be fed through the bottle she packed her bags and waved us goodbye. “I love you Sundance, and I love our kids. Please remember to tell them that. I leave because I love them, nothing else, okay?”

I cried for a full day after that. In just a few weeks I had lost two of the most important girls in my life. Would I ever be able to survive that?

Dad snapped out of his confusion whenever he was with the babies, which was lucky because I couldn’t have managed on my own. But he was there, like a father should and helped me get through the initial sorrow.

Screenshot-857And as time passed, I learned to be happy for what I had. Soda Pop, Loquat and Blizzard were the cutest, most adorable and fantastic babies I had ever seen. Even though it was hard to get by without Oceana’s support, they gave me happiness and comfort. It made me feel a bit better, thinking a bit of Oceana lived in these kids.

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