an imaginary story in punjabi language.. 
will gonna translate in English soon..

Basically I pulled a couple of pictures from one of my favorite comic!

Y/N Kayama is the daughter of the R-rated hero Midnight and is also a little finding a caregiver/Daddy. Bakugo is also looking for a Little, lucky him he finds Y/n coloring in a coloring book with a paci on his first day in UA class 1-A.

'He's still glaring at you,' Hae-ra commented.

'Who?' I asked.

'Jungmo.'

I turned back to see Jungmo throwing daggers at me through his eyes. Ever since Mee complained against him to the principal, he had been kept on a leash by the authorities. I do not know what Mee told the teachers but after talking to her for half an hour, they suddenly forbade him from coming near me ever again. Even our class teacher was behaving...nicer? After her meeting with Mee, she suddenly started behaving well with me. Even gave me a star sticker on my homework notebook.

I shrugged and returned to my coloring book. We were at our art class, drawing pictures of something we want.

'What did you draw?' Hae-ra asked curiously. She tried to take a peek of my work but I hid my paper.

'I can't show it to you,' I mumbled.

'Oh come on!' Hae-ra complained. 'Just a peek. Come on.'

I shook my head furiously. 'No,' I said stubbornly.

Hae-ra was disappointed. I did not want to show my picture to anyone. It was embarrassing for me.

The bell rang and it was time to go home. It had been four months since we arrived at Korea but both my mother and I got adjusted to the place. I could even walk back home by myself since the school was not far from our house. Still, Shae noona, my new babysitter picks me up everyday.

'Deen,!' Shae noona called out as soon as I exited the school gate. I blushed a little. Shae noona was in her early twenties and very pretty. Her long, mousy hair reached up to her shoulders. Her half moon shaped smile was heart fluttering. I lit up upon seeing her. 

'Noona,' I swooned. 

'Hey kiddo!' Noona ruffled my hair. My cheeks grew even redder. 'Let's go home?' she suggested.

I happily nodded and we walked home, chattering away. When we reached home, Shae noona heated up some lasagna for dinner while I scribbled my homework.

'So when is your mom coming home?' Noona asked. 

'Dunno,' I replied. 'She said she won't be late. Apparently, Soo-Yon ahjusshi went to Japan and Cheng Ahjusshi has some work at Busan. Since they're not here, she will return earlier than usual.'

'Great!' Noona clapped. 'I was thinking of heading over to uncle's house to drop off some food mom prepared for him. Maybe I'll stop by after your mom comes back.'

'We can head over there now,' I said excitedly. 'I want to visit Mona!'

'You still have your homework left,' Shae noona said sternly.

'I'll finish it there!' I promised. 'Please let me come with you, pleeeeease.'

I pleaded in front of her. Shae noona sighed. 'Fine,' she conceded. 'Get your bag. We'll head over there.'

'Yaiii!' I exclaimed. I gathered my bag and we set off towards the tunnel. Yes, even Shae noona knew about it. It was easier to go to the mansion through the tunnel than go all the way around from our front entrance.

After a while, we reached the front door of the mansion. Shae noona rang the doorbell.

'Who is it?' Taewon ahjusshi's voice came out of the intercom.

'It's me uncle!' Shae noona announced. 

The door flung open. 'Aren't you supposed to be babysitting the kid?' Taewon ahjusshi asked as he came out. Shae noona pointed at me and I grinned, waving at him.

'You brought him?' Taewon ahjusshi asked exasperatedly. 

'He insisted,' Shae noona replied. 'Besides, I brought you this. Mom sent it.'

She handed him the enormous food container and barged into the house. I followed suit. Ahjusshi groaned.

'Where's Mona?' I inquired.

'Jan took her out for a walk,' Taewon ahjusshi replied. 

'I'll wait for her then,' I said.

'Don't you have homework?' he asked suspiciously.

'I brought them here,' I said, pointing at my bag pack. 

'Fine,' Taewon ahjusshi crossed his arms. 'You better stick to your homework and not disturb anyone.'

'Aye aye sir,' I said sarcastically.

'Oh just stop it you two,; Shae noona laughed. 'Uncle, you're being so petty towards a kid!'

'Hmph,' he scoffed. 'Kid? More like the spawn of Satan.'

I stuck out my tongue at him. He gave me a 'do-that-again-and-I'll-throw-you-out' look. Shae noona burst into a giggling fit.

I sighed and took a seat at the dining table. Within minutes I was buried in my notebook, doing my Science homework. Shae noona was lying on the sofa, studying her own textbooks for her government job exams. Taewon ahjusshi retreated to his room.

After a while, I began to feel my eyelids getting heavier. Sleep was enveloping me and I found it hard to concentrate on the homework. I dropped into a light sleep.

'Is he asleep?' Amidst my sleepy state, I heard a deep voice hovering over me.

'Seems like it,' Shae noona replied.

Taewon ahjusshi sighed. He picked up my bag and placed it on the chair next to me.

'Hey uncle,' Shae noona said. 'Something dropped out of the bag.'

I dimly heard Taewon ahjusshi picking up something from the ground, but my head was too muddled with sleep to care.

Unbeknownst to me, the two adults were staring at a piece of paper which had a childish drawing on it.

'Uncle,' Shae noona looked at him. 'Is this...Deen's inner wish?'

Taewon ahjusshi took a deep breath and glanced at my sleeping form. He carefully folded the drawing and kept it back in my bag.

Deen, a seven year old boy, arrives in Korea with his mother Mia. With a strong determination to raise her son properly, Mia ensures Deen lacks no love in his life. In her spare time, Mia is a huge fangirl of the Korean boy group, TNT. 

But in an unexpected twist of fate, the mother-son duo end up being the neighbors of D3, another legendary boy group, which happens to be TNT's biggest rival. D3 consists of the short tempered Taewon, gentle Joon Jae and the goofy Jan. 

On top of that, Mia is hired as the personal designer for TNT, which consists of the charismatic leader Soo-Yon and the playboy maknae Cheng. Despite the rocky start, Mia and her son grow closer to all the members of both the groups. 

With time, the members realize they have fallen in love with the same woman, disrupting each group's dynamics. Furthermore, the origins of the hostility between the two groups resurface, making everyone involved question the decision they made a decade ago. 

As secrets unfold, the members vie for Mia's affections, Deen observes that she has eyes only for one of them. But which one of them will she choose?

Note: Please note that the cover is not my original one. This is simply a random fanart I got on the internet. I'll upload an original cover as soon as its ready! Thank you for understanding.

"Kalina listen to Cat! Tell Darren how you feel." Goddess kill me now!

"Ok ok! I'll tell him after the game today. Alright?" Shitttt so annoying! I love them for helping me though.

I checked my phone for the time and bounced up in excitement. It's almost time for senior photos!

"Lunch is over! Head to your next class." A random teacher yelled out making us get up to head to our next classes. We split up and my group headed to Chemistry.

We walk in and on the board, the teacher has written that this would be like a study hall or as a chill period. I didn't care I was fine with that.

"If anyone needs help with homework or anything I'm happy to help." I said sitting down with Cat and D.

What should I do? I don't have any classwork or homework to do. I thought as I drummed my fingers across the black table. D asked the teacher for a coloring sheet and Cat went to grab her laptop to finish some college applications. I don't feel like coloring and I'm all set with college stuff for now. I could write or draw? This is weird not having my notebook about Darren, I'm so used to writing in that notebook every hour of the day.

I guess I'll draw. I thought with a shrug. Getting up I grab a few pieces of paper and drawing whatever came to mind to pass the time and keep myself distracted from looking at the time.

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As I was finishing up the last part of my drawing it was time for my grade to take photos. Yes finally! I've been waiting since the start of the school year for this!

I get up from my seat and follow after the teacher as he led us to the school garden. Our school garden was something students from our class (including myself) created a garden with all types of fruits and vegetables with some flowers as well. It was so the school could use fresh fruits and vegetables in the school lunch and the flowers were for decoration and to bring color to the garden.

It was beautiful looking and I was excited to take my senior pictures here. We were gonna do individual photos first, but we were taking our own photos while we waited for everyone. I was sitting on one of the benches with a flower in my hand that had fallen to the ground and just held it in my hand. I felt the sun's warmth on my back and smiles at the feeling and straightening my posture continuing to play with the flower in my hand.

My phone vibrated, I pulled out my phone open the group chat seeing photos of me and the others and I snapped my head up and opened my mouth to say thank you, but my name was called so I headed to the photographers with my ticket.

I couldn't wait to see how my pictures came out. I went back to my bench and relaxed, continuously playing with the yellow Marigold in my hand.

Soon enough it was time to take our class picture. Finally! About time! The class of 2021 gathered around, doing serious and silly faces for the photograph, then soon enough it was done. Our student ids would be sent shortly after this and our pictures following soon after that.

We thanked the photographers and the teachers dismissed the girls and some of the guys to go change. We sprint off hearing the other kids who had to stay behind. Finding a free bathroom is gonna be a shit show. I thought with a sigh.

I'm walking down the hallway and I'm yanked back into a bathroom.

"Oh, it's just ya'll. Thanks." I say smiling at the end huddling into a corner away from the other four girls. I strip completely from my outfit to change into my thigh-length black shorts and put on my blue and pink long sleeve goalie shirt then my dark blue knee-high socks with my sandals. This reminds me of the dream I had while I was with Darren. I thought with a blush and a smile.

I left first and grabbed the rest of my stuff before heading to the foyer to wait for the van and the other players.

Soon enough the guy's coach came in, then the girl's coach with the girls from my grade, a sophomore, and a couple of juniors coming into the foyer then the boy's team came in and the foyer was beginning to get packed, but luckily the vans came just in time.

Each team got in their vans and we were off!

~~~~~~~~

As we were driving to the field I was texting Darren, ignoring the girls who were having the time of their lives, dancing and jumping about. Not everyone was acting crazy some were sleeping or chilling in their seats.

I sent Darren the pictures from the group chat to him and his response was immediate( Bold are messages).

I don't have enough words in my vocabulary to express how wonderful you look. I felt my face burn at the message he sent me as he continued to heart my photos. I have a surprise for you after your game. I raised my eyebrow but didn't get a chance to respond as Coach called our attention to go over today's game plan as we put on our shin guards and cleats getting closer to the field.

~~~~~~~~

Reaching the field we saw the boys beginning to practice for their game since they were up first, we walk over to the sidelines to get out of the way and watch. It reminded me of when Darren was on the team. I wish Darren still played soccer. I thought with a slight pout.

"Kal, look." one of the girls elbowed my ribcage, snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Huh?" Amethyst pointed at the field, Ay Darren made it here...pretty fast actually.

"Kal come join us." Cat said wiggling her eyebrows. I should've told these morons. I love em but shiii. Turns our these assholes weren't asking and I was getting dragged over to Darren.

"Hey, Darren." I say calmly after the other girls hugged him.

"I'm not babes anymore?" Darren asked with a slight pout.

"You're always gonna be babes and so is everyone in my life."

"Yea but I'm special." I stifle a laugh at his word choice, "Not like that you doughnut."

I pretended to be hurt as I let out a gasp, "I can't believe you called me a doughnut!" he shook his head as he pulled me into a tight hug.

His head was by my ear as I hugged him back taking in his scent, "May I kiss you?"

"Are you sure?" I ask leaning back to look at him.

"Always, you?"

"Always." I whispered back leaning closer to him as he placed his hand on my cheek and leaned in closing the gap.

He placed his forehead against mine as I looked into his eyes, "Have anywhere to go?"

"Home after the game." I say like it's the most obvious thing. He rolled his beautiful eyes.

"We'll talk more when the game starts." he promised with a smile as he began walking again before turning around getting close to my ear again, "You seem to look good in everything." he said eyeing my shorts and I couldn't stop the snort that escaped my mouth as he left with a smile.

"So Kalina what the fuck was that?" I heard several voices ask from beside me and I shudder as I think 'Fuck. Me'






I can’t stop thinking about him, every second, minute, and hour of the day, week, and mouth. Every thought, every breath, and just about everything I do... it belongs to you only you.

I belong to you.

My family walked down the pathway. To my Aunt's and Uncle's house. They live in house H. Close to Keda. Dad knocked on the door then opened it.

"We're here!" He called. 

"Esmail, how have you been brother." My uncle said walking up to him for a hug.

"Great. How are you, Philec?" He asked. They let go of each other and started for the dining room with the rest of his family.

"Grinda, Samsi, and little Mexida," Dad said as we entered the other room. I saw Samsi sitting looking at me, he felt guilty. Tezuka glared at him. The others don't know about what happened between us.

"Alright, everyone. It is a Blessing day. Try to get along." Philec said sitting at the table. Everyone sat down. I sat next to Tezuka and mom. She sat next to Grinda, Mexida, Philec, Esmail, then Samsi, 

Blessing day is when families all get together to spend the day as one before the harsh storms of the season begin. It's to remind everyone about the importance of family. I don't like this day, because my family sucks. The only good part is Tezuka and little Mexida, who is only just over eight years old, so there's not much to hate. After we ate lunch everyone went off to do their own thing. 

"Tamashiro," Samsi said standing close in front of me. He looked down then started playing with his hands.

"Look, I'm sorry about what Fadeno did. I didn't expect him to go that far." He said. Tezuka rolled his eyes and grabbed my arm ready to pull me away. I tugged away then hugged Samsi.

"It's not your fault," I said, he looked at me confused. I let go of him.

"You are still an ass," I added punching his gut, he hunched over.

"I deserve that." He said painfully. I hooked my arm around Tezuka and we walked away proudly.

"That's my bro." He said lightly elbowing my side. I let go of him as we reached the couch and sat down.

"What'd he do?" Philec asked.

"He enabled Fadeno as he bullied us for years," I replied. He lightly nodded.

"Well, good job then." He said before walking away. 

Every cluster has it's own customs and standards. In cluster 203 if someone did you wrong, then apologize. You get a little 'it's all good' revenge. That's normally one good free punch anywhere you choose. If they don't apologize you get the normal amount of revenge. You know, a good beating. If you want. You don't have to. I will. Eventually.

"Tamashiro, can you watch Mexida, for a second," Grinda asked next to little Jem.

"Yeah, of course," I replied she smiled and handed me the kid. I just hope I don't grow to hate them. I took them and sat down. Mexida can't talk, just doesn't have the ability. Most of us started learning sign language, so we can teach her, and talk to her. for now, we have other ways of talking to her. We played a little I spy. 

"Tama!" My mom called. I sighed and left Mexida to Tezuka. I went to the kitchen and saw her standing there with dad. She stood next to a large box, dad held onto another.

"Take this outside, please." She asked. I let out a deep breath then went over and picked up the box. Mom smiled.

"Thank you, sweetheart." She said before leaving the kitchen. I was getting ready to call her back in but decided against it.

"Let's go," Dad said walking to the back door. I picked up the box, it was heavy, but not hard to pick up. I followed dad. He leads me outside to the small backyard, which is mainly patio. 

"Get the box open." He said I pulled the tape off then opened the box. Dad did the same. Inside was bits and pieces.

"Go inside, I can do this." He instructed me softly. I didn't budge. He glared at me.

"Now." He demanded lightly raising his voice. I turned and went back inside. Mom looked at me as I entered the living room, I just looked down and sat next to Tezuka, who was now childfree.

"What happened?" Tezuka asked.

"Nothing," I replied. He looked at me silently for a moment the lightly nudged my side.

"Why don't you kids go do something, leave the adults to talk," Grinda said. We stood up and Samsi, lead us to his room. 

It had Blue walls and a light grey carpet. He has a bed, desk, and dresser it's a standard room. Samsi and I sat on his bed and Tezuka sat at his desk. We sat silently, not having anything to talk about. It felt like forever. Tezuka just glaring at Samsi.

"So, this is boring," I said to break the tension, it didn't work. I got up and made my way into the living room. The adults, minus dad, sat talking.

"Don't mind me," I said heading to the front door and leaving the house. I sat on the steps. I wanted to go over to Keda's, but this is a family-based holiday. He lives just across the pathway. I could see his family doing something. I just looked down

"You okay bro?" Tezuka asked as he sat next to me.

"Yeah, I just don't want to be here. It's always weird. No one actually wants to be around each other, but force it because it's a holiday. Everyone in this family hates each other." I explained wrapping my arms around my legs. He gently rubbed my back.

"I know, let's just stay out here." He agreed. We sat in silence, just enjoying the rather nice weather. It smelled like it was about to rain. It normally gives off a calming scent, that's hard to explain.

It started to drizzle so we headed back inside. Dad was inside now, for the same reason. He glared at us, as we sat at the dining room table, it was only a few feet from the living room. They continued the conversation. We decided to play on our Gedas. Since we had nothing better to do.

"Boy, your mom want's you!" Dad called, gaining our attention. Tezuka turned to him, I kept my head down.

"Which one?" He asked. I felt dad glaring at us. It burned into my skin. 

"Either is fine. I just need one of you to watch Mexida while we go outside real quick." Mom said with a smile, I could tell she was nervous though. She didn't want him blowing up here.

"I got it," I said before Tezuka could make dad mad. Mexida came over and sat with us. Grinda smiled a thank you then got up to leave.

"You want to color?" I asked the kid. They clapped their hands and repeatedly nodded "yes" excitedly. I went and got them coloring materials then sat next to Tezuka.

"Less than a day," Tezuka said. I looked at him confused.

"By the end of the day, dad will snap. It's been almost a week. He can't hold it in anymore." Tezuka explained 

"Fine, but don't egg him on," I replied. He sighed.

"Only if he stays behind the line," Tezuka said. I agreed and we went on with our day. 

It was almost dinner time, we were gonna grill outside, but rain messed that up, so it's inside cooking. Samsi stayed in his room for a while, then joined us. The adults came back in once the rain picked up. We all sat in relatively the same place. Philec started cooking dinner. 

"Tezukahada, come here please," Mom called from the kitchen. That is his full first name, Tezuka is technically a nickname. Tezuka got up and headed to the kitchen. After a few seconds, he came back and sat with his arms crossed.

"What?" I asked. He wasn't angry, just annoyed.

"She made me and dad promise not to do anything." He said.

"That's not so bad," I replied. He looked at me then gagged.

"She made us hug it out." He added. I held in a laugh, but he heard it.

"That was torture for both of you," I said before laughing. He hit my arm then went back to sulking. I put my attention back on coloring with Mexida.

Tamashiro Tadayoshi is a teenager, living on a planet five billion light-years away from Earth. He lives his life day-by-day with his brother and friends. Challenges and secrets lay ahead, many will change his life forever. 

the only question is. How will he face them?

*Warning; This story has some dark themes.* Temporary Title, unless it sticks.

Miles beneath the surface

Many years ago

The Night Light was a sight to behold.

An obsidian black color dominating the dragoness' body, her back legs, the tips of her ears and tail were covered in a snowy white pigment. Her torso was a slight mix of both, consisting of a light gray.

The adult dragon was too aware of how her race came to be. A hybrid of two similar-looking dragons that had come into existence centuries ago in the form of three individuals. As the stories said, the female was pure white, the other pure black… and the latter was on the brink of extinction.

It was said he was the only member of his kind left in the world, and his offspring ensured that the Night Furies would live on. At least, that's what the humans called them, for spreading fear and terror in the hearts of their victims. She was rather fond of it.

That Night Fury had been dead for hundreds of years, yet his essence… his blood rested in all the Night Lights that came after him, including her. And today, it would continue into a new batch.

The dragoness cooed at her four eggs with silver eyes that glinted like diamonds, believing her young would hear. She knew this was the day, for she had seen them wobble and shake. And she had been waiting for what seemed like ages.

Her ears perked up, alerting her to the presence of another dragon. Instinct took hold of her, and she quickly arose. Turning to face the newcomer, she flashed open her wings, covered in white dots that resembled stars in the night sky. She narrowed her eyes and emitted a warning growl… and relaxed, identifying the newcomer.

A Light Fury with amethyst eyes directed a calm gaze, warming the Night Light's soul. She stood down, redirecting her attention to the nest. Her mate approached, realizing the situation.

"Starbraker," he spoke. "The day has finally come."

"Indeed, Whitethunder," she responded in a gentle tone. "Our patience has paid off at last."

A black-and-white egg shifted out of the corner of Starglider's eye. A snapping sound was heard… followed by a visible crack in the shell. The first hatching.

Both Furies stared anxiously at the egg, watching as more and more cracks raced along the surface. Before long, the egg burst open, causing the parents to shield themselves with their wings. The dust faded…

...revealing a squeaking small male Night Light stumbling to stand. It blinked its bright silver eyes, black legs struggling to support its jet-black body. It chirped curiously, trying to take a step forward and falling flat on its face.

"Welcome home, little one," Starbreaker cooed, nudging the baby upright. A delighted squeak escaped its tiny mouth. Whiteout looked at his hatchling with pride.

The second egg cracked, this one revealing to be a female and have a mostly-white hatchling with black spots upon exploding. Purple eyes opened and more squeaks filled the air. Whitethunder attended to this little hatchling, gently purring and helping it stand.

The third female hatchling burst out of its shelly prison, wingtips, spine, and tail dotted black as its pearl-colored body rose. It opened its silver eyes, getting its first glimpse of the world around it. Starbreaker nuzzled it with care, causing it to purr in response.

Both adults turned to the final egg, which remained unmoved. Starbreaker was concerned when she first laid her eyes on it. It was more stone than egg; smooth and covered in dark-gray colors. She had examined it, only to discover no white markings anywhere. It was the oddest thing she had seen.

She told herself she wouldn't worry much. Perhaps the white coloring was dormant and would be fully developed on the baby when it hatched. She kept her eyes on the egg, awaiting the arrival of her final hatchling.

The other three hatchlings noticed their parents' gaze, turning to the rock-like egg in curiosity. The fourth egg shuddered slightly… and a glowing violet crack appeared on its smooth surface.

Starglider perked up. This wasn't normal hatching behavior… nor was it uncommon.

The lightning bolt-like crack raced across the surface, the brightness increasing as it did. Starting to get annoyed at the light, the other babies averted their eyes. As the egg vibrated and cracked, Starglider could've sworn she heard a faint whine from within…

Before she could finish her thoughts, the egg detonated. A violet shockwave shot out, nearly blowing the three hatchlings off their feet. The adults felt the wave wash over them, their claws dug deep into the rock. The sound of the explosion echoed across the cavern, dying down as startled dragons paused in their tracks.

When Starbreaker opened her eyes, all she saw was smoke. Something small was moving inside, but she could hardly make it out. Cautiously, she approached the smoke with Whitethunder by her side. With a gentle puff of hot air, she made the smoke dissipate…

...revealing the fourth hatchling donned in obsidian black scales.

And just black. No traces of white coloring could be seen anywhere. A chirp emanating from its throat, the male hatchling opened a Sky-blue eye. Was it just Starbreaker's imagination, or could she see a tiny lightning bolt in the split-second it opened?

The new mother was left awestruck. Approaching the baby, she looked him over from all sides. Even resorting to tipping him onto his back, which he found enjoyable. Her searches, unfortunately, were in vain.

No white colors anywhere. This hatchling was pure black.

But… that could only mean…

"What in all the fates?" Whitethunder gasped, unable to take his eyes off the hatchling. "This… this cannot be… how?"

"No white anywhere…" Starbreaker whispered. "But… this could only mean…"

"They… they're gone," her mate deduced. "For hundreds of years. Your kind is the only dragon that carries on their legacy. There haven't been any pure ones for so long!"

"And yet… here stands the proof. How this is possible is beyond me."

"...So what happens now? What will the others say when they learn of this?" Whitethunder asked her. "When they learn that a long-extinct race is now back from the dead?"

"I… I do not know," she whispered, the hatchling looking around in awe. "But… he is extraordinary. Just like the one who came before him."

"Are you saying this is his flame?" he asked, bewildered. "Reignited in a new body?"

"Not at all, Whitethunder," Starbreaker purred, nuzzling the black hatchling. "What I mean to say is, he will be just as strong as him, perhaps even stronger. Toothless. His family. All of them… now live in him."

She closed her eyes and nuzzled the baby, her hatchling- the Night Fury hatchling- squeaking happily in response.

DawnBreaker the Nightfury, follow him on his journey through the multiverse.

The next three days were pretty much the same. Ziv woke up in his two bodies. Ate breakfast with Rai and then left for school. At school he would go through the lessons and do what he was supposed to quickly and efficiently. He didn't care about hiding who he was out of fear that people would look at the girls differently. He would just spend all of his free time drawing and reading. He distracted himself from anything that might make him feel negative emotions.
 
Well during the breaks Korral came back over to Ziv, during the break. At first she started drawing in the seat next to Yyella not talking, just coloring and taking peeks at what Yyella did. The next day she asked Illen's name and Yyella wrote it down for her to read it. Korral found it difficult to pronounce Illen's name compared to Yyella for whatever reason. Though as Ziv thinks back, the teacher did say Yyella's name a few times. But at the end of that day when Rai came to pick the girls up, she overheard Illen's name. So she was able to speak it clearly the next day. Korral is a fast learner or is just observant.
 
Then Friday rolled around.
 
"Illen do you want to do something with Yyella on Sunday?"
 
Rai asked Illen for her opinion. To which Illen and Yyella have proven the other day at the behest of their teacher proving Ziv's knowledge of the written language. Thankfully that made Rai less worried now that the girls were able to communicate. Yyella already had a notebook for drawing, so another, smaller, notebook was bought for Illen. It would allow her to write out answers.
 
Now Illen and Yyella were separated, within range, so Jalin also asked Yyella the same thing. Why they asked Ziv with the girls separated confused him, but he answered the same with both girls.
 
[Park]
 
Honestly he wanted to go out and walk around nature. Relax and read in the fresh warm air outside.
 
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Sunday arrived after a day of lazing around watching more Sparkling Gate with the adults. Bern was much more subdued yesterday from work, but today that wasn't the case.
 
Ziv woke up that morning to three individuals standing in his room. Rai, Jalin and Bern all jumping around singing happy birthday. Bern made his presence more noticeable than ever as he started dancing. Everyone just stared at him.
 
"Happy birthday girls!"
 
Their beds had been pushed together since Ziv's crisis so he wouldn't be away from his bodies. So at the end of their beds the adults stood. Jalin was carrying two boxes, one in each hand. In the middle between Bern and Jalin stood Rai holding a cake with candles and a big five on top in pink and white frosting.
 
Ziv actually had never seen a cake before, but he read about it many times. It was something he was looking forward to and today was that day! So Ziv had Yyella express her excitement in a similar manner to Bern, while Illen was more subdued as Ziv was when it was his birthday with his family.
 
Rai lowered the cake and gestured for the girls to crawl to the edge of the bed.
 
"Illen and Yyella, how about you two blow out the candles at the same time?"
 
Ziv nodded excitedly and moved over to the edge of the bed. At the same time both girls blew out the candles. Ziv wished Illen and Yyella a happy birthday wherever they were. He also said a thank you and goodbye to his mom and dad. At the same time wishing that Rai's parents were doing well. Regardless of where they were, whoever was connected to him, he gave them a big smile in hopes to make them proud.
 
Bern grabbed a few chairs and brought them in for the adults to sit on. Rai cut and plated the cake and handed them out to everyone. Jalin, in the meantime, handed a box to each girl. Getting the ok, Ziv opened each one.
 
Yyella got a set of glitter markers, sketchbooks, more colored pencils, and a coloring book. Ziv was actually happy about this. He was slowly getting better at drawing and he enjoyed coloring at the school. It's a gift that was given with care for Yyella and Ziv acknowledged their efforts with a hug.
 
Illen opened her box to find a 'tech pad'. It wasn't actually a tech pad, but it was similar to the smart phones they used but a bit bigger. Ziv wasn't entirely happy to find out the reason for this gift was that books were expensive to buy physical copies, but he was aware how expensive they were. When he researched the technology over the past few days, this wasn't something you would buy for a kid, but they must have seen how engrossed he was in books that they got him one anyway. Without hesitation he ran over and hugged the adults.
 
They ate their cake and then started to leave the house.
 
---
 
It wasn't the type of park that Ziv imagined. The place they went had an area of sand and slides. Kids were swinging on the playground. Laughing and yelling consumed any relaxation that Ziv wanted. But looking at his family and seeing their smiles, he decided to go with it and enjoy it.
 
The first thing Ziv tried were the slides. The feeling of letting gravity take him down in a controlled spiral on the plastic tubing, was exhilarating. After a few rounds of that on different slides, Ziv found his way over to Rai and Jalin. Jalin was on the swing as Rai pushed her on the swing softly. Jalin quickly jumped off after seeing the twins.
 
"There are my two muffins! Aunty Jalin and your big brother will push you on the swings!"
 
She made a big scene that was quickly drowned out by the continuous laughter and yelling of the children that roamed around.
 
There was a bit of fear that Ziv felt being pushed on the swing. The height and speed increased, but Jalin and Rai must have noticed so they slowed down. It was enjoyable, but Ziv made sure to hang on as best he could.
 
Eventually, lunch time arrived. The girls were led over to Bern. He was at some cooking site with a table. He was grilling different meats and veggies. They took their time eating and enjoying the food. They thanked Bern at the end.
 
 
"Girls come over here and let me put some sunscreen on."
 
That was a new term for Ziv. Regardless he went over to Jalin and she put a cream on the girl's skin. Ziv was questioning what it was as Jalin answered that it was to protect from the sun. He did notice that the sun was shining much brighter now, as the clouds were covering it earlier.
 
Then they played with a frisbee. Passing it to each other out in the field near the park. It was great and Ziv was having a blast. It was the best birthday he ever had, even if it wasn't 'his' own.
 
---
 
On their way home for the day, Ziv was out like a light. Rai was driving, Bern next to him and Jalin and the girls in the back. They had a quiet conversation as they drove.
 
"You think they had fun?"
 
Bern wasn't playing around earlier as he was cooking. Sure they played around, but he was still curious as to what the other two noticed.
 
"Of course they had fun. They must be so tired from all the running around."
 
Hugging them close, Jalin answered back. She was pretty tired herself, so she was nodding off.
 
"They really needed that. Going outside and having fun like a normal kid. I think they… are doing better."
 
Even though Rai was driving, he took a moment to look at his sisters in the back. He noticed that they had been trying to help him rather than asking for help themselves. He wanted to do something for them and their birthday was the perfect excuse to take a day off work and have fun.
 
"I won't be staying the night. I'm going to head home."
 
Bern knew he had a long day of work ahead of him so he thought it was best to leave early for the night. Sure he would have liked to help clean up and take care of Illen and Yyella, but the other two would be alright.
 
"Rai, I'll get them cleaned up and in bed. I got tomorrow off, so I can stay over."
 
"Thank you Jalin. I clean up and head to bed. And Bern, thank you for coming along with us! Your ability to grill still amazes me, thanks man."
 
---
 
Monday came around and three girls sat at a table in a sea of hectic children drawing and reading. Today Korral became more talkative. No, that isn't right. She just stopped being quiet.
 
"…and my mom stopped me from eating more. I'm not dumb."
 
Ziv looked at the girl with both twins this time. At first she talked about her favorite color then she talked about what she did over the weekend, then about the cookies her mother made and now she says she's not dumb.
 
He had been listening, praising multitasking of two brains, to the little girl. The thing that bothered him were the incomplete thoughts and changing the subject at what seemed like random. Not a lot fit, but he tried his best to understand as the people around him were his best sources for everyday information.
 
So he just nodded with Yyella and then Korral continued while looking at Yyella.
 
"I know you said you didn't want to be my friend, but I think you are my friend."
 
'Oh.'
 
Actually Ziv had thought about that this morning. She had been hanging out with the twins and was nice enough to respect his inability to speak. The other kids around had asked a few times this past week, but Korral never did. That was something Ziv didn't realize that he cared about, and now he did.
 
Yyella turned to her and nodded with a nice smile.
 
"That is super duper cool. Um… Illen do you want to be my friend too?"
 
Illen put her book down to give a nod before going back to the book.
 
Ziv has fleshed out the twins and their personalities as to who they should be. Being Illen allows him to somewhat aloof and quiet, so he can read in peace and quiet. Being Yyella allows him to interact with the others and keep them away from Illen. Working together he is able to enjoy what he likes even if he gains attention.
 
---
 
The end of the day arrived and Korral's mother came over to pick her up. The twins were standing next to Korral outside with their backpacks on.
 
'Backpacks are so cool. The outward cosmetic design isn't something I care about, but folding over my shoulder to carry a greater weight than my body is just so useful.'
 
Though at the mention of the twins' names, he looked over to Korral.
 
"Mom can Illen and Yyella come with us to the park on Saturday?"
 
Her mother turns towards Ziv. She looks at him like him with a big smile.
 
"Twins? Look at how cute you two are. My little Korral," She looks back over to her daughter with a motherly look. That is something that Ziv misses. His mother and father…"she's always been a talker. Well, do you two want to come with us?" Ziv nodded with the twins, but more distinctly with each girl. "Once your parents come to pick you up, I'll talk to them about it."
 
'Parents… mom… dad… Hopeless…'
 
"Yyella! Illen! There you two are. Oh, who are you?"
 
Rai looked at Korral's mother.
 
"My name is Heryan and this here is my daughter Korral. Are you the father of these girls?"
 
"…No. I'm their brother. Is there a problem?"
 
"Not at all. My daughter and you sisters have become friends. We were planning to go to the park this weekend and play around. My daughter invited them to come along."
 
"I see."
 
"They are free to join us. I'm sure you're a busy man and we are too." Heryan takes a piece of paper and pen and writes something down. "This is my number. Please pass it along to your parents." She turns towards the twins and her daughter who are a few steps away watching their interaction. "Come on Korral, we have to go pick your brother up now. It was a pleasure to meet you all today."
 
Ziv watched Rai stand there. His hands were tightly balled into fists. His face just showed how much he cared for his parents. For his family.
 
Ziv thought to himself. Maybe it was too early to accept the loss of those around him. He shouldn't be here and he is just an imposter. Someone who doesn't belong and stole the future of the people around him.
 
'Hopeless. Hopeless. Hope…'
 
Rai picked up the girls in a big hug. Ziv noticed that there were tears falling down his face, but he didn't cry. Rai had tears building up in his eyes.
 
---
 
Ziv had distracted himself. He believed that he accepted it and those feelings of doubt would disappear. They stayed. Those feelings never left. He just ran away from them, hoping it would get better.
 
He looked at Rai, as he drove home. Perhaps they were the same. Hiding their feelings and compressing it, until it burst. It was just a leak in the air filtration system and if he didn't find it, the whole thing would have been destroyed. Ziv would have broken again.
 
"I'm sorry."
 
The car came to a quick stop in the road. There were horns blaring behind them. He looked at Rai who just looked back at Ziv with a caring smile. One of a caring family.

This story is about Ziv. A boy who has lived with technology, his parents, and lots of reading material.

After his introduction, I write different ideas and throw Ziv in those situations. I wanted to give myself a place to write random ideas that come to mind. I do have cross overs with my other stories, but most are just self contained.

Some ideas that I have made so far:

The two cross over stories, LoH and EMW.
Ziv has control over two bodies
A time travel story. 
A grid like world.
A one shot based around fighting/combat.
Ziv takes over a body on an injured person - though there is a warning for that chapter. Nothing bad, but there are implications that most people (myself included) find disgusting. I wrote it in good faith though.
Ziv becomes an AI.
A combat Story.

Back at the nursery...

"Teacher, me and Maryam finished colouring the pictures." Thasneem said, looking at the teacher with hopeful eyes. "Can we go out and play now?"

Miss. Olivia Woods adjusted her glasses and looked up at her from her table with a smile. "Did you two finished colouring all the three pictures I gave you?" 
"Yes, Ma'am." Both sisters said together. 
"And did you complete connecting the pictures I gave you with their starting letters?" 
"Yes, Ma'am" They said again, showing their exercise books. 
"Okay, then bring your exercise books to my table." Miss. Woods said. "I need to see them. You two have finished really quickly, I must say."

They brought their books to her table and waited until she corrected them. "Well... You have coloured the house with yellow and the roof with red" Teacher said looking at Maryam. "That's a good choice." Maryam gave her a bright smile. 

"Hmm... You've coloured the clouds with purple and pink." She said, smiling at Thasneem. "I think it's quite artistic. It looks good."
"Thank you, Ma'am" Thasneem mumbled with her face turning slightly red because of the compliment. 

"I think you two should learn to paint when you go to school." Teacher told them with admiration. "Okay, you can go now and play." They both thanked the teacher and ran outside to sit on the swing set. 

They had been laughing and swinging when the other kids started to fill the nursery children's park one by one after few minutes. And soon they all started to play with something in the park cheerfully. 

It was when a tall chubby boy with dark hair and hazel eyes entered the park. He went straightly to the swing set where Thasneem and Maryam were swinging and looked at them with narrowed eyes. 

"Get down." He said bossily, looking at Maryam. "This is my swing. I want it."
"But we got here first." Maryam told him. 
"But this is mine." He told her. 
"How do you say that?" Thasneem asked him. "It belongs to all of us."

"No, I always swing in this one." He said. "So this is mine. Everyone knows that."

"Well, we don't know that." Thasneem said and continued to swing, ignoring him. But Maryam had already stopped. 
"I don't care." He said stubbornly. "Get down from my swing, choco head." 
"Don't call me that!" Maryam protested. 
"Get down now!" He said, getting angry. 
"No, I can't!" Maryam said, and he pushed her from the swing, and she fell into the ground with a thud. 

The next thing he knew, a fist connecting with his face and he landed on the ground as well. He looked at his attacker with shock. He hadn't expected it. Thasneem continued to throw punches at him angrily. And he pulled her hair, trying to get away from her. But it didn't work. She kicked him hard on the leg and he let go of the hair. And they continued to kick and punch each other until Miss. Rose Harrison, the assistant of the Head teacher, found them and pulled them apart. By that time, both children had bruises and a small crowd of kids had gathered to watch their fight. 

"Come a long with me." Miss. Harrison ordered them. "To Mrs. Miller's office now." Thasneem and the boy with hazel eyes followed her to the Head teacher's office without saying a word. And Maryam watched them going helplessly. She had gotten her sister into trouble again. 'only if I had gotten down from the swing when that boy had asked me.' She thought gloomily. 

Miss. Harrison took them to the second floor of the nursery building, and knocked on a glassed door. 
"Come in." a voice said from inside, and they entered the room. It was painted in grey and white. And it had a wooden table with a flower vase and a telephone at the other end. A book shelf was fitted to the wall which had some files and books neatly piled. The wind blew from the big glass window, making Thasneem's already messy hair even more messy.

Mrs. Jane Miller adjusted her round glasses and looked at them from her table. She was in her late sixties and she had wrinkles appearing in her face. She looked kind and wise. And everyone liked her. "Mrs. Miller, I found these kids fighting in the park and brought them here." Miss. Harrison told her. 

"I see..." Mrs. Miller said, and nodded her head towards her assistant. "Thank you for bringing them to me, Rose. You can go now." 
"Yes, Ma'am." She said and left the room, closing the door behind her. 

"Children, come and sit here." She told them, showing them the chairs in front of her desk "Looks like we need to have a talk." They both sat down on the chairs nervously, facing Mrs. Miller, and she eyed them carefully. 

"So what is it this time, Bilal Hamdhan?" She asked the boy with hazel eyes. She knew most of the kids in the nursery by their full names, which was one of her specialties. "She hit me first." He told her, pointing a finger at Thasneem. 
"But he pushed my sister!" Thasneem protested. "And she fell from the swing!" 
"But she was swinging in my swing!" 
"It wasn't your swing!" 
"Yes, it is mine! I always get there first and sit in that swing."
"But we got there first today!"

"Okay, children stop your argument now." Mrs. Miller said, tapping on her table with her hand to get their attention. And they stopped and looked at her. 

"You are Thasneem Sulaiman, right?" She asked looking at Thasneem, and she nodded her head. 
"Do you have a twin here?" She asked, and Thasneem looked at her with confusion, because she didn't know the word 'twin'. 
"I have a sister." She answered after hesitating for a moment. 
"What is her name?." 
"Maryam."
"Ah, yes." Mrs. Miller said with a smile as she remembered. "So tell me what happened."

"Me and Maryam finished our works first and went to play with the swings." Thasneem told her. "And then this boy came and told Maryam to get down. And when she didn't, he called her 'choco head' and pushed her from the swing."

"Bilal, you can tell me now." She told him, wanting to hear his side. 
"Ma'am, I always get to the children park first, and play in that swing." He told her. "But today it took me a little bit more time to finish my coloring, and when I went to the park, that girl was swinging in my swing. So, I told her to give me my swing, but she didn't. So I got angry."

"So did you push her from the swing?" Mrs. Miller asked him, and he nodded looking down. "And did you hit him?" Thasneem nodded her head feeling guilty. 

"Okay, now my dears, both of you have to understand a few things." She said looking at them kindly and smiling. "Bilal, I can see that you prefer to play with that swing. But you know that everything in this nursery is for all the students studying here, don't you?" Bilal nodded his head, looking down. 

"Good." Mrs. Miller continued, "So if someone is playing with something in the park then you should wait till they've finished playing with it, even if it is your favourite. Or you can ask them kindly to switch turns with you if they'd like. And if you can't do so, then you should just go and play with other stuffs in the park. You can slide or climb or play seesaw with a friend, right?"

Bilal just nodded his head again. "So you shouldn't get angry again if someone is playing with that swing, okay?" She asked him, "Because now you know that it is for everyone. You should learn to share."
"Okay." Bilal said with a small voice. He's not going to be happy to share his favourite swing with others, but he didn't have a choice now. 

"And you shouldn't call names to other kids." Mrs. Miller told him. "It is a bad manner. You wouldn't like it if someone else called you names, would you?" Bilal shook his head and she raised her brows. "I'd like to hear it in words, Bilal." She told him. 
"I wouldn't like it, Ma'am." He said, blushing slightly, and she smiled at him. 
"I know that you wouldn't do it again." Mrs. Miller said, without that kind smile changing from her face. "Because I know that you are a good boy and I trust you."
Bilal looked up at her now with a beam in his pink shaded face. 

"And Thasneem, my dear, you should know that if someone had done something wrong to you or to anyone you care about, then you shouldn't treat them the same way they treated you." She said looking at Thasneem. "You shouldn't become angry with them for doing that and do the same to them. Then you would have no difference from them. If you see someone doing something that isn't right, then you should tell that to an adult person instead of fighting with them. You can talk about that to your teacher or to your parents. And they would know what to do about it. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am." Thasneem said with a blushed face. 

"Okay." Mrs. Miller said, putting her hands together on the table. "Mistakes can happen to anyone. But we should correct them as soon as we realize it to become a better person. I hope you wouldn't make these same mistakes in the future. I want both of you to apologize to each other now." 

Both children looked at each other awkwardly. "I'm sorry." Bilal stated first. "I'm sorry too." Thasneem said with a small smile. 

"Good." Mrs. Miller said, looking at them with an approving smile. "But I think I'd have to inform your parents about your little fight. Because both of you have bruised your faces and hands and legs. So they'd be concerned if they didn't know what happened." She paused for a moment, seeing both children's gloomy expressions. "I'll tell them that you have realized your mistakes and apologized to each other. So you don't have to worry about it." 

"Okay." Bilal said in a small voice, looking tired now. "Alright, it's almost 1 o'clock now." Mrs. Miller said, glancing at her watch. It's time for you to go home. You may leave."

They both left her office, closing the door behind them. Thasneem looked at the corridors in front of her and got confused. There were three corridors starting from the Head teacher's office, one in the middle, one in the left side and another on the right side. She couldn't figure out which one they had taken to come here. 

"Do you know which way we should go to get downstairs?" She asked Bilal. He looked at each of the corridors carefully. "This is the way we came." He said, pointing at the left side corridor.  "We passed that room with a blue colour door on our way." 
"Okay, let's see who gets downstairs first!" Thasneem said with a twinkle in her eyes and started running. "Okay!" Bilal said with a grin, and rushed after her. 

Miss. Rose Harrison saw two of them racing downstairs from the other end of the corridor, and watched them with amazement. 

"Aren't kids are amazing, Mrs. Miller?" She said as she entered the Head teacher's office after a while, and the old lady smiled at her pleasantly. "What makes you say that, Rose?" She asked her assistant. 
"Well, those two kids were fighting like some war enemies just a half an hour ago." She explained. "But now they are talking and playing together like nothing actually happened."

"That is how kids are, Rose." Mrs. Miller said, still smiling at her. "They don't hold a grudge for too long."

"I think, this world would become a better place if adults could be like them too." Her young assistant expressed with wonderment. 
"Of course, Rose." Mrs. Miller agreed with her. "Sometimes I wish that people wouldn't outgrow their innocence as they grow up."

What will happen if a group of children who have just begun to explore their lives and surroundings suddenly got lost, leaving everyone who loves them in terror?

This is the story of some adorable, but troublesome children, who struggle to find their way back home.

Will you remain in their journey to know what kind of experiences they have to go through?

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This story is mostly about childhood, the most beautiful phase of our lives which shapes our future and where the most wonderful things in our lives begin! It is the most blessed stage of the humankind which most of us forget to glimpse at when we've grown up.

In my story, 

You'll read about the beauty of childhood which most of the people ignore...

The dignity of family life and parenthood which most of us fail to acknowledge...

Also, you'll learn that children are not too young to be brave, courageous and selfless!

They can have adventures and make decisions on their own since as young as 5 years old. (90 percent of of the child's brain develops by age 5)


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Acknowledgement: 

First of all, I'm grateful to Almighty Allah for blessing me with creativity and writing skills, Alhamdhulillah!

I like to give a special thanks to my husband Naleef Faiz for giving me the motivation and unyielding support to write this book!

I'm thankful for my dearest siblings... Nusky, Nabi and Naji for inspiring me to write this story!

Also, I remember and thank my childhood friends and cousins for giving me all the beautiful memories of my childhood!



I hope you'd enjoy reading my very first novel!

I appreciate all the support you are giving me!

After we were done giving blood Steve and I got into his car.
"You know I am okay with taking my van. You don't have to waste your gas."
"I am perfectly okay with using my car because we don't need you to have a vision while your driving. Besides if we take a smaller vehicle then we will spend less."
"Hahaha I used to believe that, but it never worked out that way."
"So where are we going first? And do we have any ideas about lunch?"
" First of all can the guys pick up more than what you already told them to get. I'm sorry but we need to be ready for this winter. It will be bad and I don't want the last part of the vision to come true. We need to be stocked up on blankets, warmer clothes, shoes lots of shoes, and of course the food, water and candles. Also we are going to need to make sure the generators are in perfect working order. We will need to make sure we have gas and oil for them by October first."
"What is it that you see, this way I know what to be ready for. I don't plan to loose any of my pack but I need a better idea of what is coming for us."
"October 21st is when the blizzard will start. I can't tell if it's in the morning or afternoon. We need to be ready if we are not than I see us loosing at least twenty people including you and my brother. I refuse to allow this to happen so please just get the things I ask done. The children do not deserve to die because the adults are not ready.."
Steve pulls the car onto the shoulder of the road then he comes around to my door. He pulls me out and just holds me. I can't help it I start crying. He holds me till it's over. Then he hands me a tissue. After he makes sure I'm okay he puts me back in the car. Then he gets back in the car. Once he pulls back out on the road he say," Don't worry we will not loose anyone to this storm. Make a list we will get everything on it. Once we get back we will get complete lists of sizes for everyone of the children. I will also tell the adults to start preparing for a bad winter. I know the lazy people will not be prepared but that is no excuse for the children to suffer. Don't worry nothing will happen to your brother."
"I don't want anything to happen to you either. This is going to be bad. The one good thing I get from this vision is that we survived the war that will be here in a month and a half."
"Yea that's true. Okay get to working on the list we con buy in bulk and I will send out a second truck."
"When we get back I still want to check out the full pack grounds. There is something I need to see, I'm just not sure what it is yet."
"That's not a problem. I will show you around myself. Now let's stop thinking doom and gloom and start thinking food. I don't know about you but I'm getting hungry."
" Should we eat first then? I'm getting hungry myself. We are about ten minutes from the mall."
"I tell you what, let's eat here."
As he says this Steve pulls into Applebees. It's only been opened for a few minutes so it's still nice and quite. We get seated right away. The server comes over and take our drink orders while we look at the menus. We both order Dr pepper. When she comes back Steve orders the loaded potato skins and the chicken wings as appetizers and chicken fajitas and I order the steak fajitas for the main dish.
Now the whole time we are ordering the waitress is hitting on Steve. It's funny to watch because she starts out by stroking his shoulder. Then she starts laughing at everything he says. Then she runs her tongue over her lips. Then she starts playing with his hair. The whole time he tries to lean away from her. He asks her to stop a few times. When she asks if there is anything else he says no. She slips her phone number under his hand and tells him," Well if you need me call me." Then she goes to the back of the house.
Once she is gone he gets up and walks away. At first I'm thinking he is going to go call her but then I see him go to the bar. bitty not to watch as he talks to the guy there. The guy leaves, when he comes back he has someone else with him. Steve talks to him for a few minutes then hands him the paper with the phone number on it. He points in my direction and says something else. Then the other gentlemen takes the paper and walks away. Then Steve comes back and sits down. He looks at me and says," I'm sorry about that. But we are getting a new server so that doesn't happen again."
After we get the new server lunch goes much better. The manager comes to the table to make sure everything went well. He also says he took care of the check. We said thank you, left the new waiter a twenty dollar tip then went to the mall.
Once we get to the mall we go strait to Game stop. We go looking around first, Steve decided to pick up four ps4 machines and four ps5 machines. He also gets six switches. Then he gets several games for each machine. I get the ps5 machine and four games I had on hold. Then I pick out four games for my switch and two games that I knew William wanted for his switch. Once we are done paying for things we take it all strait to the car. We put everything away and lock it up. Then we go back to the mall, we head over to the Camping and More store. We wander around in there for a while picking up sleeping bags, lanterns, thermals, blankets, heavy duty flash lights, plenty of batteries, candles, and parkas. Steve sets it up so the boys can pick it up later. Then we go to boxes and Crates. There Steve orders six dozen large storage totes. The manager says they will be ready by four. Steve sets it up so the guys will pick it up then. After that we go to the craft store. I pick out coloring books, paint sets, wood carving kits, jewelry making kits, beads, fabric, yarn, and the smaller items needed for both, as well as other crafting things. Once again Steve arranges to have it picked up later.
Then we go to the toy store and pick up board games, small hand held video games, more coloring books, coloring supplies, and craft kits. Next we go to the book store. We get a variety of books for all ages, as well as comic books, and mangas. I also find a set that I have been looking for for William so I get them. And again Steve has it set up so the guys can pick it up later. Finally we hit the movie store. There we get a variety of movies. We get four complies of everything in the store. Steve sets it up so they can be picked up and we leave the mall. All total we both spent a combines total of 10,976.23. Not bad for everything we got.  It was the games that cost the most.
Once we were back in the car we started on our way home. We talked about our trip then we talked more about the upcoming war and winter.
Once we made it back yo the pack grounds Steve took the machine into the pack house. He put both a ps4 and a ps5 in the game room. He put out half the games and with in ten minutes people were checking out the machines.
He put the other machines and games in his office. He also agreed to hide Williams birthday gifts in his office.
Then we went back downstairs. As we were headed to the kitchen he got a call form one of the drivers. Everything had been successfully picked up and they were on their way back.
Then we went to the kitchen to get something to eat. Steve let Cassie and I know our canning order was on its way home. We were excited, we planned to start canning tomorrow after things were unloaded.
After we ate Steve walked me back to my place. We sat in the front room for a few minutes. I leaned into Steve and he put his arm around me. After sitting like that for a minute Steve said,"Oh I really don't want to move but I am completely exhausted. I need sleep."
I agree with him. We get up and I walk him to the door. He opens it then leans down to kiss me. After a moment I forget I'm tired, I wrap my arms around his neck. I lean into him as he wraps his arms around my waist. Everything is progressing well when I hear Mate, mate, mate in my head. I pull back from Steve and say,"What was that?"
"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?"
"No, I heard someone yelling mate repeatedly."
He smiles and says," I think you just go your wolf."
"But I don't hear it anymore. Shouldn't my wolf talk to me?"
"I'm not sure but we can ask the doctor tomorrow. You might be to tired tonight to hear her anymore. I will let you go to sleep my love. Good night."
He kisses me one more time then goes back to the pack house. I leave a note telling William I am back and went to bed. And I left his stuff on the table. Then I went to bed.


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