December
21, 2003
“Mine Timba! Go get
your own!”
“I don’t have to! I
can do what I want!”
“Who says!”
“Me!” I could hear
the shouting from the other side of the house, I and I was clear over where
Darcy, and the other older girl’s room were. I walked into the room to see Cyanne, and Timmy both fighting over something. Seeing that
one of them had an entire container of ice cream they weren’t suppose to have
with it being so close to dinner.
Frowning at the both of them, I took the stuff and put it back into the
freezer, and wasn’t even going to say anything, figured I could over look it
this once. Just then Cyanne stormed out of the room
stomping her foot as she went. I sighed, lately she
had been starting to show her temper. And really starting to relax, Melody had
been doing the same as well, but not as much, and Chyanne,
I knew had a long ways to go before she even started to show anything about
herself in that area. She seemed more content to be babied than to argue, or
fight. Which is fine with me of course. As I thought
of Chyanne, she came walking into the room asking to
be held. Complying I picked her up before starting the rest of my work. Chyanne tapped my cheek, then
pointed to where Elliot was sitting, with the most mischievous look I had ever
seen,
“What did you do
this time, Elliot?”
“I didn’t do
anything.”
“Then what’s up with
that grin of yours.” The little boy’s eyes lit up more,
“I don’t know what your talking about, Mamma.” Picking up that he was just
playing around, I sent him off to do something else, cause that look still made
me a little bit more on my toes. Chyanne and I
started again with the dinner that looked like enough to feed an army, I
decided that this spring, I would head to town and get a second stove, so that the cooking
would take a little less time. I knew I would have to take at least Chyanne,
and Skyla with me, but the others I wasn’t sure, unless by some miracle that it
would only be Sukura. But I was
doubting that.
I went to put Anna down, she started to whimper as I did so,
“I’ll pick you back
up in a minute, I need to get the stuff into that
oven.” I said trying to reassure her. I was amazed I had never seen anyone this
clingy, especially a Barbic. I knew it might have something to do with that
dream she had a couple days ago. What ever happened must have been dreadful. I
just wish that she could tell me. I know she understands most common now, but
still can’t speak it either that or she chooses not to. No more that the second that I had shut the
door, Chyanne was begging to be picked up again. I
agreed and did what she wanted. I had been doing a lot of what all three have
been asking, trying to build what ever trust had been
stolen when they were back at those camps.
Sitting down with the little girl, I could hear shouting again, and this
time it sounded more serous than the last one I had broken up. I could hear a
third voice this time joining, as I walked in to see what was going on.
“Please Cy, stop he’s not worth it.” Melody called out to her sister
who already had her older brother on the floor with her knee in his gut. In
away I thought Ursa might have been impressed with this little girl’s strength
“But he called me a
skunk! For that he will pay!” The little girl said with her eyes ready to fire
at anytime.
“He will not Cyanne!” I spoke sternly
getting the attention to all who was involved.
“Timmy, you know better than to pick on your sisters, you have now have
to go to bed without your dinner. Go on and start getting ready.” I told him
pointing in the direction to his room.
“Cyanne,
I don’t want to seem mean, but I want you also to go on to bed,”
She headed to get her sisters,
“No they don’t have
to go to bed yet, they
didn’t get into trouble, you did.” I pointed out to her,
she didn’t to understand what I mean. As soon as I started to put Cheyenne back
down she started her protesting again,
“Hold on Baby, I’ll
pick you a back up in a few minutes.”
Then picked up Cyanine, and took her into the bathroom, and told her to
do the things she normally did at bedtime. Then took her into her room and set
her in her bed,
“Now I want you to
stay there, don’t get up until morning.” She stared at me for a few, to show
her that I still cared for her I gave her a hug before heading out of the room,
and heading to Timmy’s to do the same. And as I headed that way I stepped in
something that felt sticky, and slimy at the same
time, I could hear Elliot laughing from his hiding spot.
“Elliot
Xavier you little Rascal! I
thought you said you weren’t up to anything.” He pulled his head out so that I
could see him. With a look that I could tell he thought he was in trouble.
“I’m not mad, just
taken by sup prize that’s all.” I told him ruffling his hair a bit before
heading to Timmy.