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3.2 The First Day

“Well, we’re here!” I muttered, after exiting the taxi. I was still unhappy about the situation. Was everyone crazy? I had half convinced myself that this had to be some kind of practical joke.

“I don’t remember being this difficult when I found out” my grandmother mumbled, so I only caught half of what she said.

“What?”

“Oh nothing, I was just reminiscing”

“You know this is crazy, right?”

“Of course, I also know that it also happens to be true.”

I glanced at my grandmother, we had always gotten along well. My mother had never complained when I had begged to spend school holidays with my grandparents and so I had spent a fair amount of childhood playing around at their house playing with my youngest aunt, Belinde. Bel and I had been close, similar ages, and Belinde being the only child of my grandmother’s born after she had completed her destiny Bel had seen siblings born just before her fast outpace her own normal childhood growth.

“There has to be some mistake, I mean, why me? I’m not even sure I like kids? Someday, maybe, but now? I was going to got to University…..”

“I’m sorry, honey, but there’s no mistake. It really doesn’t matter if you believe me or not, I didn’t believe my grandmother when she told me and it still happened – just like she said it would.”

Lucia walked up to the front door letting the door fall open to reveal the interior.

“It’s too big” I murmured, “there is no way I could possibly need a house this big”

“It’s almost perfect” Lucia disagreed.

“Almost?” I turned to look at her.

“The bedroom’s upstairs might be a little small” she confessed, “but other areas of the house are bigger than they really need to be so it should be okay.”

“I decided to find this place for you” Lucia said, walking further into the house. “I bought mine not really understanding why I could possibly need that much room, and yet, we used every room. You’ll still find I missed stuff, some of your children will have interests that others won’t. You’ll adjust”

I was surprised when she handed me the key she had used to unlock the door. “This place is yours now” she informed me, folding my fingers over the key in my hand.

“How can you afford to do this?” I asked, dreading the answer.

“Your grandfather and I sold the big house, ages ago, not long after you were born”, she explained. “It’s was way to big for us when it was just Belinde at home and the rest of the kids had left”,

They’d sold their house to buy this for me? “I can’t accept this! I can’t…” I started to protest.

“Yes, you can. ” Lucia said, firmly “We wanted to do this for you, it’s one less thing you will have to worry about. Also, it’s one less thing I will worry about. You will still need to find a way to make some money, of course. Can you paint?”

“There is no way I am doing this”, my grandmother just shrugged. “I’m not!” I protested.

“If you say so” Lucia replied, refusing to make further comment on my denial.

I stared at the key in my hand. The entire situation suddenly seemed like it was too much and as much as my grandmother wanted to reassure me that everything would work out, I didn’t believe it. With a glance around the house – the amazingly perfect house – I let my grip on the key in my hand loosen, barely hearing when it hit the wooden floorboards  and bolted for the door running as fast as I could in the vain hope that it was all a big mistake.

Unfortunately no amount of running away was going to change anything. No matter how much I wanted to protest to the contrary, deep down I knew that my grandmother was right. This was the path I was supposed to take. It was several hours later when I finally made it home. 

When I walked through the front door she was waiting for me.

“It can’t always be that easy” I remarked, knowing she would understand what I meant.

“Not always” Lucia admitted, “but most of the time? Yes, it’s that easy”

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3.1 Destiny Awaits

I was seventeen when it started, although, to hear my mother tell it the signs had been there before I had even been born. My first indication of the change of direction my life was about to take had been my wings. I wasn’t the first to notice the change, my mother had become increasingly jumpy around me the older I had become and more recently I had caught her staring a number of times, mostly at my wings, but at other times just at me.

It had taken them over a year to fade. First the colour had started to leach out until they became pure white. It wasn’t the greatest of changes, my wings like those of my siblings had only ever been a pale yellow but the change had worried me. Especially since my mother’s were still the same yellow they had always been.

The next stage had been what had really worried me, ever so slowly my wings shrunk until they were no more than a tiny set upon my back, a far cry from what they had once been. And finally there was the morning I woke up to discover that they were gone. With no sign that they had ever been there. I was human. One hundred per cent human and that terrified me.

Don’t get me wrong here, I like humans. My father is human. So is my sister Erin but I was supposed to be a fae, like my mother and my other four siblings. The loss of both my wings and my fae abilities was not something that was supposed to happen. But it had. 

The day after my nineteenth birthday my grandmother arrived and while I was usually thrilled to see her this time I wanted nothing more than to curl up into my room and cry.

“Jo, honey, your grandma would like to talk to you.”

“Go away!” I screamed at them both, before turning to face the wall.

They didn’t listen,  I could still here them talking softly just inside the doorway.

“This would have been easier if she had been given some warning” Lucia commented to my mother.

When most people think of grandmother’s most people would think elderly. This was not the case with my mother’s mother. Grandma Lucia didn’t look any older than my own mother which when I consider that my mother was fae and my grandmother was not, it made me wonder just how she did it.

“What exactly was I supposed to say, mum?” my mother snapped, “I was going to tell her but she just always seemed too young”

“Eliya?”

“and just how much warning did you get mum?”

“None, but I didn’t have to deal with the other side effects that Joanne seems to be experiencing, either”

“So, you think that the loss of her wings is a side effect?”

I felt the bed dip slightly when my grandmother sat down on the bed without saying a word hesitantly reaching over to lay a hand on my shoulder.

“I think that our shared destiny requires us to be human. Which, was fine for me – I was already human.” Lucia finally answered, “In Joanne, I think it’s suppressing her fae heritage in favour of her human one.”

The words ‘shared destiny’ caught my attention. I had some idea of the what the word destiny meant to my grandmother. I didn’t know all the details just that she believed it was the result of some long-lost curse. Whenever I had visited my grandparents they had never shied away from the topic and if I had asked questions they had always answered them for me. I had never realised that it would someday also affect me, if I had I would have paid more attention. My Aunt Belinde had always thought it a little strange because when she had asked her parents the same questions they had answered but never in as much detail as when I asked.  Now I knew why.

“Will they ever come back?” I whispered, at that moment willing to do anything to make myself feel whole again.

“I’m sorry, Joanne”, she told me honestly. “I don’t know”

“but they might?” I asked as I sat up on the bed and turned to face her. I was desperate for some kind of reassurance. “My wings could come back?”

“Maybe” she said simply, her hand reaching up to touch my cheek. “It could happen”

***

A/N: If you are new to this challenge it might be helpful to take  look at the Young Babies Heirs Page for the backstory on previous heirs. 😀

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Final Days

The following year went by quickly and before we knew it was almost time for Esole and Sefela to become Young Adults. As much as I had thought I would be ready for it when the time came…I wasn’t. I wanted nothing more than for it all to slow down. 

With Esole and Sefela busy studying for their final exams I didn’t get to spend as much time with my older daughters as I would have liked. In fact Dale got to spend far more time with them than I did. Unlike our boys, the girls hadn’t really embraced the werewolf side of their heritage and it took a lot of effort on Dale’s part to convince them otherwise.

As a result the time Dale spent in that form rose markedly as he spent time showcasing the positive parts of their wolfish heritage. 

Whenever the full moon came around he and the girls always spent the night hunting for gems around the town. It was something they could all do together and as I listened to the howling echoing across the night it soon became obvious they were not the only werewolves out there. Our boys had joined them. I not sure what Queenstown thought of having their very own pack but hearing the sounds of six wolves roaming the night always made me smile.

Belinde was still growing slower than I was used to. If she had one of my other children I would have been saying goodbye to her everyday as she boarded the school bus, as it was, she was still learning how to talk and she had only just started to walk on her own just a week ago.

It was a nice change not to have to rush through everything.

She loved reading with her father and when we let her ride the spring rider’s outside in the backyard she wanted to stay outside all day.

I was still working on my other skills, it was a habit I was probably never going to break and my current obsession was still alchemy. You never knew, one day all these elixirs might come in handy.

We couldn’t put off the girls birthdays forever as much as we would have liked to. It was both a happy and sad moment for me. I was thrilled that this part of my destiny was over but I also didn’t want my girls to grow up.

Sefela received the Loves the Outdoors trait for her adult birthday. She wants to become a Firefighter Super Hero.

and finally Esole received the Family Orientated trait, she plans on becoming a Pervasive Private Eye.

Esole and Sefela stayed at the house for another week before they finally moved out. Even with the delay I still wasn’t ready. 

I knew that I would continue to see them both regularly but I would, of course, miss them.

*****

A few months later Dale suggested that we get out of the house for the day and take a drive a bit further down the coast. After organising everything we would need for Belinde the three of us set out.

“Luc, have you ever thought about moving?”, Dale asked when we were on our way.

“Of course” I replied. “We are going to have to move soon anyway”

“We are?”

“The house in Queenstown doesn’t really belong to me any more” I explained. I wasn’t really sure how I felt about that, the house was obviously too big for the three of us but I was still going to miss it.

“It doesn’t?”

“Technically, yes, it does,” I started to explain, “but I’ve got to provide for Joanne now and to do that I’m going to have to sell the house. It’s way too big for us now anyway, everything seems so far away.”

“Like you could walk around and not find another person for hours?”

“Yes, exactly”

We arrived in a tiny little coastal town a couple of hours later and rather than stopping in the main part of town Dale had driven us down a side street finally stopping on the outskirts of town.

“What do you think? he asked.

“The town’s beautiful”

“This is where I grew up” he informed me.

“Really?” I asked confused, “I thought you were from Queenstown?”

“We moved there when I was in High School, before that we lived here or to be more exact, there.” he explained, gesturing towards a house that jutted out over the water.

“It’s adorable”

“You think?”

“Yeah, who lives here now?”

“No one, it’s empty at the moment.” Dale informed me, “It’s just been renovated, it was a little run down when I found it again. I hadn’t been here for years”

“Wait, who owns it now?” I asked suddenly suspicious.

“We do” he leaned over to whisper in my ear.”Come on, I want to show you the inside.”

“This is what I was up to when you were busy with other things” Dale informed me.

“Building a house” I couldn’t take my eyes of it, it was beautiful!

“No, repairing a house” Dale said,

“Why?”

“Because it was mine and it helped to keep my mind off other things.”

Ooh, this was his “business”. I felt a little stupid for not realising that sooner.

“Do you like it?” I could hear the worry creeping into his voice.

“I…I love it!” I breathed, still staring a the house. “Umm, who’s it for?” I asked.

“It’s a house Luc,” he laughed at the expression on my face. “Who do you think it’s for?”

*****

A/N: EEEE!! Lucia’s generation is all done. I can’t believe I finished it! 😀

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A New Heir

It was only one year after I was married that my heir was born. Not my one hundredth child but my heir. My true heir. I had been waiting to see if this child was the one since the moment that my daughter had announced that she was pregnant but it had been impossible to tell until the baby had arrived. I had known that Eliya had been was going to be the parent for most of her life if I was being honest about it. She had always given me the same feeling that my father had when I was in his presence. I had managed to ignore it for most of Eliya’s life. What good would it have been to tell her, I had been afraid of the damage the knowledge would cause my growing daughter and with the childhood’s of my children fleeting at best, it had seemed best not to say anything. In the end she had known without me ever having to tell her.

*****

“I’m different, aren’t I”, Eliya had asked. She and Mika were due to leave in a couple of hour and Eliya and I had finally found a quiet moment to talk.

“How did…”

“Mum, please. Just tell me. I think I’m old enough to know” she insisted.

I hesitated, really didn’t want to tell her but she did deserve to know. “Yes”, I finally answered.

“Why me?”

“Why you? Why me? Why your grandfather? I don’t know? It’s really all the same question and I’ve never had an answer but I’ve always suspected it has something to do with your father both he and my grandfather had similar origins. Not that I know much about your father.” I explained, remembering a time when my own father had explained my grandfather’s background to myself and my siblings. “Grandma was never above manipulating a situation.”

“So it’s going to one of my daughter’s”, she had asked, concerned.

“I believe so, but I can’t be sure for all I know it could pass to a son.”  I explained. “I’m sorry Eliya, there is so much I just don’t know”

“What do  I have to do?”

“Nothing.”

“Sorry?”

“Eliya, you just need to be yourself. Live your life. Date. Get married or don’t. It’s up to you, Eliya. Your life. Your rules!”

“But Grandpa…”

“…had an accident” I said, instantly seeing her worry. “A tragic accident, yes, but still only an accident. Nothing more. My Grandmother’s parents lived a long, happy and healthy life. You are not destined to live my father’s life or to die like he did.”

I think she had felt better after that, at least she never let me see her worry. I couldn’t blame her, it wasn’t like I would want to wish my fate on any of my family. Not that it had been all bad, I loved my children. Every single one of them, admittedly I was closer to some of my children more than others but I had never regretted the birth of any of them. I also had an enormous amount to be grateful for and there were people now in my life that where there because of my destiny.

*****

Eliya and Mika had decided to attend university together and it was there that Eliya had met her future husband. I had been happy for her and at the same time I was worried. Eliya had grown up around my craziness, her new husband  hadn’t and his reaction when he found out that my daughter had dragged him into the family drama worried me.

I hesitated on the steps suddenly nervous.

“Are you okay?’ Dale asked.

“Mhmm”, I murmured. “How does one say ‘You’re child could be the one that has to bear One Hundred Children”?

“You’re asking me?”

“No, not really” I admitted, “I’m just…nervous. My mother threw a vase at Grandma’s head and banned her from the house when she found out”.

“Really?” he laughed, “I would have loved to have seen that!”

I looked up as the front door to the home opened and the next moment my daughter was in my arms.

“Mum!”, Eliya said, hugging me. The swell of her belly telling me why the invitation to visit had come now and immediately stole my attention away from my daughter.

“It’s a girl”, I said, my hand dropping to her stomach. I had no idea how I knew that but I was sure. I was also sure that the baby she carried was my heir. I dragged my attention back to my daughter. “I’ve missed you!” I told her, “the house has been so quiet since you and Mika moved out”

“That doesn’t surprise me” she laughed, hugging me back before pulling away and turning to hug her step-father.

“Hey, Eliya” Dale said hugging my daughter, “We’ve both missed you!”

“I’ve missed you too, Dad!” I watched them as Dale’s face lit up when she called him Dad, something that she didn’t always do.

“You have to promise me that you’re not going to freak-out” Eliya said, all of her attention was still focussed on her step-father.

“Why would we ‘freak-out’ “, I asked.

“Not you mum.” Eliya said, not taking her eyes of Dale.

“Why would-”

“It’s not like Marshall and I planned it and I don’t look like Mum, at all” Eliya interrupted, looking towards me. “It’s only when I was certain that I loved him that I even explained about mum. he knew I had a large family. I just never said how large” she said, glancing at Dale.

“Marshall?” I asked, suddenly knowing what had her worried. “You mean..?”

“Yeah..”, Eliya nodded.

“It might be easier if you just told me rather than making me guess” Dale finally said.

“Right” I said nervously. “Marshall is…” I stopped explaining when Marshall himself stepped out onto the porch drawing the attention of all three of us.

After a slight pause Dale was the first to speak. “Okay, I’m almost certain I don’t need that explanation any more.”  Dale said bluntly.

“You don’t?” Marshall asked.

“Really? I said, at almost the same time.

“Luc, we saw Paitar and the girls just last week and not one of them look anything like their mother but they do look an awful lot like Marshall. Especially Paitar.”

“Mahira…”

“… has your eye and hair colour but not much else” he interrupted laughing, taking hold of my hand and squeezing it.

“Everytime” I said , leaning up to kiss my husband.

Dale smiled at me before turning his attention to Eliya. “I hear you are making dinner for us!”

“Yeah, why?” Eliya answered, warily.

“When did you learn how to cook?” he teased, putting his arm around her and turning her towards the  house.

“I could always cook!”, she protested.

“That’s not how I remember it.”

The two of them continued to bicker as they made their way into the house.

“Everytime” I repeated as the door closed behind them, finally turning my attention to my daughter’s husband. “Hey Marshall”

“Hey Lucia” Marshall greeted me before asking. “Everytime?”

“Dale always manages to surprise me. Every single time”, I replied. Our attention was suddenly drawn to the house when we were interrupted by a shout from Eliya.

“MUM! MARSHALL!!!”

It was time…

*****

And here she is the heir for Generation 3: Joanne Gamble Young.

A/N: Joanne and all of her younger siblings were born in Story Progression. I didn’t deliberately match her parents together but after they had three children without any assistance from me I decided to let the relationship stay together rather than ignore that it ever happened. The babies were just too adorable.

I kind of like it. Lucia was born after I chose her father for my wishacy heir and he chose his own partner, so to me Eliya choosing her own partner felt like the right thing to do.  I will most likely show some pics of Eliya and Marshall and their little family as I get ready to start Joanne’s generation. 😀

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Birthdays and Baby

The baby was nearly due and I was wondering if it was just my imagination or if this pregnancy was more difficult than my others had been.

It was certainly lasting longer and I seemed to napping more often than I had before.

When I wasn’t napping I found some time to practice a little on the piano – unfortunately I wasn’t very good. Many of my children had made it look like something that was easy to learn but it was a skill that didn’t come naturally to me.

Spooky day had been a couple of days previously and Esole and Sefela had been keen to give trick-or-treating a try.

The older kids willingly let their younger siblings tag along with them and they tried their luck at a couple of houses. One of homes belonged to their older brother Jerid and he had made sure to have plenty of candy ready to give the children. Mahira also made sure to get her share.

Paitar, Mahira and Kiruna had spent the next couple days making sure to complete all of their school projects so they would be prepared to graduate. Their birthdays were approaching fast.

When the day finally arrived they all decided that the twins should go first.

Sefela aged up receiving the Night Owl trait.

She was followed by her twin Esole who received the Never Nude trait for her teen birthday.

The were quickly following by the triplets who were ready to become Young Adults.

Kiruna was first receiving the Star Quality trait. She wants to become a Distinguished Director.

Mahira became Family Orientated. She wants to become a Master Magician.

and finally Paitar who received the Love the Outdoors trait. He wants to become a Heartbreaker.

Afterwards we all sat around the table eating cake and celebrating the seven birthdays which had just occurred.

Afterwards I took a moment for myself paint a little. The twins were inside packing and the time spent between their birthdays and the inevitable goodbyes were never easy. I never wanted them to leave but of course they had too.

I still wasn’t feeling the greatest so I made my way inside only to be surprised by the sudden pain gripping my stomach. The babies were on their way.  

The labour like the pregancy took longer than I was used to.

I made my way upstairs so I wouldn’t alarm the children and made myself as comfortable as possible.
 

Dale tried to convince me to go the hospital but I was determined to have this baby at home. The older kids kept themselves occupied, while Dale and I were busy.

Sefela, who was becoming more and more like her father everyday, distracted herself by working out.

Esole retreated to the sand pit.

and the triplets delayed their departure and organised a picture of themselves to give me when they were moving out.

When our daughter Belinde arrived it had been several hours since the labour had started. Far longer than it ever taken previously.

Belinde’s eye colour took me by surprise, it was rare for any of my children to have blue eyes unless it was inherited from their father and Dale’s eyes were yellow. After thinking about it for a while I realised that Belinde had the same coloured eyes as my sister, Amelia. Amelia had inherited her blue eyes from our mother while I had inherited my own brown eyes from my mother’s father, Luke McDermott (Riverview Townie) .

With the triplets finally ready to move out, Paitar made sure to have a little cuddle with his newest sister.

I made sure to give them all hugs when they said their goodbyes. I was going to miss them.

*****

A/N: I could be wrong but I think that there are only 2 chapters of Lucia generation to go. 😀

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A Day at the Park

With only five kids in the house I finally got a chance to do something I hadn’t in a long time – make breakfast. I could cook, I’d had plenty of time to learn but really hadn’t had a lot of spare time to put it all into practice.

With two little werewolves in the house Dale was now spending more time in that form than he had for a very long time. Mostly because it showed Osole and Sefela it was all okay but also because with two new werewolves in the house lacking experience there were bound to be flair-ups and unplanned transformations.

The girls were very alike and I was close to buying a second rocking horse to stop Esole and Sefela from fighting over it.


Sefela always seemed to be the more upset of the twins when she lost the race to the rocking horse.

Esole would simply find something else to do and when she was last to get to the rocking-horse she usually ended up baking instead.

Which gave her yummy muffins to enjoy all by herself.

With the kids off school for the day we decided to take them all to the local park.

I had come prepared bringing a book that I had wanted to read for ages.

Dale was determined to join the kids in whatever they had planned.

Kiruna, Paitar and Mahira planned to do as little as possible and had taken over the park swing set.


Esole went straight to the tree house and pretended she was a pirate who was under attack.

Sefela soon joined her to help her keep a lookout over the entire park.

Dale had found the slip’n’slide and was having a great time not far from the twins in their tree house. I was happily reading my book on the hill above them occasionally glancing around making sure everyone was still were I could see them.

I looked up just in time to see Esole call her father over.

When she got him exactly were she wanted him to be be she asked him to stand still and emptied a bucket of water over his head.

   

Dale wasn’t very impressed but I’m not sure why it worried him considering he had just been on the silp’n’slide.

Esole was thrilled.

“I got you Daddy!”, she laughed.

I was glad that I had thought to bring along sketch pad and decided to try sketching all of them enjoying themselves at the park.

Mahira and Kiruna where still happily talking to each other on the swings. Paitar had decided it was time for him to leave and had left a little earlier.

   

As it got darker Sefela joined Dale on the slip’n’slide and the two had a great time together. 

By the time we left in the afternoon the pair were the best of friends.

When we finally made it back home we all enjoyed a meal of left over cake. They had all had a good breakfast so I didn’t feel too quilty.

Both Esole and Sefela were still having difficultly controlling their second forms and after dinner both experienced transformations.

This time they caught their older sister Kiruna off guard and she fainted.

When Kiruna finally came to, Paitar challenged his sisters to a game of Foosball in the garage.

and for the first time that day with the ids either asleep or busy I had some time to spend alone with my husband.

*****

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One Hundred and One

The baby had decided it was time to enter the world.

Dale wasn’t far away when I went into labour and came to help out. He still needed to panic a little before he was in any condition to really help me. The birth went smoothly and it wasn’t long before the babies arrived.

And here she is Baby Number One Hundred Sefela, born with the traits Brave and Athletic.

and her twin Esole, who was born with the traits Brave and Loves the Outdoors.

When the twins were born all urgency involving my destiny disappeared. I was done, mostly. Esole and Sefela would age at the same rate, together but the spell/curse or whatever it was wouldn’t break until the girls became young adults.

The girls caught me by surprise the first time they showed that they were both werewolves.

Even after my experiences with both their father and their three older brothers I didn’t react well (Hopefully this will be the last time I faint). I’ll admit it is adorable when the both start stalking around the nursery.

The older kids keep themselves occupied. For some reason Kiruna and Mahira love the see-saw and sometimes spend hours out there talking.

Dale and I got a start on the twins toddler training.

They did well. I don’t know if because we were more relaxed that maybe they were too but this time toddler training seemed to fly by.

Leaving us plenty of time to sleep and do other things.

Paitar gave us a hand potty training the girls,

and Kiruna decided she was going to try to teach Sefela to talk.

Sefela proved to be the most stubborn of the twins but even her training was finished easily enough.

because the girls had been such quick learners we made sure to put out the toddler learning books something that I had always forgotten to do previously.

Paitar, Kiruna and Mahira always made sure to visit Esole and Sefela in the nursery both before and after school.

They also started taking their homework into the nursery.

Dale was definitely in awe of his two little angels and took every opportunity to spend time with them both.

It was unplanned but before I knew it I was pregnant once more. 

I was going to have to learn a slower way of parenting as this new baby would age normally.


Because it was finally Summer the teens had plenty activities to keep the occupied when the were not busy with school or their younger siblings. Mahira seemed to enjoy the slip’n’slide.

 

The sandpit was also popular.

   

Mahira even tried out the trampoline.

In contrast to his sister Paitar preferred the indoor activities which included gaming,

and Foosball with Kiruna.

Before we knew it was time for the twins birthday. Little Esole was the first of the twins brought to the cake.

She received the Perceptive trait for her birthday.

Sefela was up next.

 

She received the Over-emotional trait.

*****

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Potion Making

I asked the quads not to move out straight away. With the sudden reappearance of their imaginary friends I hadn’t been prepared before their birthdays and now wanted to make sure they had potions for their IF’s before they left. They didn’t have to use them unless they wanted to but I wanted to leave that choice to them.

Dale decided to workout downstairs rather than in the gym upstairs. I knew he was keeping an eye on me. He’s never been a fan of the potions table and he worried that the whole thing was going to blow up in my face. He really didn’t need to worry it’s been ages since that has actually happened…

Tuck and Hilde’s IF’s seemed to realise that potions were being made

Both seemed to be trying to convince Tuck and Hilde to make them real. I’m not sure if their constant pestering was helping their case or making their owner think about putting them on the shelf forever.

Sari used her extra time in the house to scare her younger brother.

It doesn’t seem to have the same effect as it used to.

Kiruna decided to spend all her free time painting. I might join her when I get a spare moment – if I ever get a spare moment…

Tuck was happy spending his remaining time in the house consuming some of the mountain of left-over cake.

Dale took to relaxing in the pool – but only if I wasn’t making potions at the time.

When I had finally finished all four potions, I went to find the quads and one by one gave them their potions.

Joslyn seemed the only one unsure of the gift. I’m not sure if her Imaginary Friend will become real any time soon.

With the potions all given out it was time for the quads to move out. I was going to miss them, with the wedding and all of the other interruptions they had been in the house for quite a while.

I hugged my children one by one and told them I would see them soon.

When they left the house felt remarkably empty. For the first time in a very long time there were only three kids in the house. Mahira also continued spent nearly every waking moment outside.

While Kiruna spent some of her time in the garage trying out the games while she had the area all to herself. It made the main part of the house seem vacant and really quiet.

They also all spent a lot of time together, especially Kiruna and Paitar who could always be found gossiping together.

It meant that Dale and I had a lot of time without the children which we made sure to spend together.

The rapid expansion of my waistline indicated that our moments of baby-free-time would be over shortly.

It was later that evening that I finally went in labour.

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A/N:

1) Baby One Hundred will be here in the next chapter. 😀

2) Family Portrait: I’m not happy with the background on this one but here it is. 😛

3) Ahhh! The new ITF Dip Kiss Interaction is adorable. So far it’s the only thing I’ve really used from that expansion…oops. 😀

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Home, Sweet Home

When we finally made it home a couple of weeks after the wedding there was a surprise waiting for us. The Quads imaginary friends had reappeared with no explanation.

Sari and Joslyn were quick to reestablish their friendships with their IF’s

Both girls were soon too busy hitting their new-found friends with pillows to worry about where they had disappeared to for all that time.

Paitar also didn’t take long to discover that his Imaginary Friend Doll Rollo was also alive. It was just what the household needed. Seven children, five of whom now had IF’s to distract them.

Hilde decided to help out by cooking. The Hotdogs that she cooked turned out perfectly but Kiruna still tried to choke on hers.

Now that we were all home again I made sure to read the triplets bedtime stories whenever I could.

I admit I spent a fair bit of time those first couple of weeks sighing and smiling over my new husband.

In the quiet moments (mostly when the kids where either asleep or at school) I decided to work on my alchemy.

It was while I was working on this skill that I finally got my newest baby bump. I doubt it’s big surprise that I came home from the honeymoon pregnant.

With the wedding and everything else that had happened in the previous couple of weeks all the kids were now due to have their birthdays. Paitar made it to the cake way ahead of his sisters.

As a teen Paitar took a sudden liking to cold weather.

Mahira received the Natural Born Performer trait.

and finally Kiruna received the Flirty trait.

Tuck, Sari, Joslyn and Hilde celebrated their birthdays right after the triplets. They were looking forward to starting their young-adult lives.

For his final trait Tuck received the Clumsy trait. He plans on becoming an World Renowned Surgeon. I find that a little scary given his new found Clumsy trait but okay…

Joslyn became a Dog Person with plans to become a Canine Companion.

Sari received the Frugal trait. Her Lifetime wish is to become a Superstar Athlete.

And the last of the triplets Hilde received the schmoozer trait and is aiming to be a Persuasive Private Eye.

I made sure I was there to cheer them all on.

After the birthdays were complete we all sat down to some cake.

 Unfortunately we will have leftovers for a very long time.

A/N: Sari and Joslyn’s human pictures. 😛

Joslyn.

Sari.

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Wedding Bonus Pics

Lucia’s children – Some were there and I didn’t get a good pic, the vampires are inside so they don’t burn and I missed a few.

Please ignore the occasional brown eyebrows when they should be purple. Everytime I tried to fix something my game would give me issues and finally I gave up with most of it fixed but not all. 🙂

Tuck, Sari, Hilde and Joslyn.

Egwene, Kirstian, Alesinde and Chiad.

Tylin and Beslan.

Galad and Bodewhin.

 Akir and Ravashi.

Elmindreda, Aviendha and Elayne.

 Danelle and Laila.

Amathera, Eldrin and Desora.

Leane and Tigraine.

Darlin and Faile.

Alesinde, Faile, Mierin and Leane.

Niella, and standing behind her Owein, Jaem, Jahar, Matrim and Gawyn.

Ryne.

Josef, Rosana and Caraline.

Aisha, Careane, Joal and Aisling.

Nicola.

Bonus Pics from the Wedding (I took too many photos…again)

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