October
12, 2003
“Please, Elliot! Sit
down! And DO your work!” I said walking over to him. I had enough of it. I
grabbed his arm and pulled him to me, knowing that he might be in trouble,
raised only his eyes up at me,
“If you do not stop
playing round and do your work, I’m going to have to give you a spanking,” I told him before sitting
him in the chair. He stared at me for a moment. Like he couldn’t believe that I
would have said something like I did. Looking at the clock, I turned to the
kids,
“I want you to keep
working while I’m in the other room.” I told them then headed that way, after I got in
there I made sure my hands were clean, and even changed my shirt first before
opening up the box. I watched at the tiny infant curled into a tighter ball as
the cooler air had hit her baby fuzz.
“You ready to eat, Sukura?” I asked as I sat down with her. After the milk was
gone and I changed her, I left her out of the blanket for a moment, she was so
small, I couldn’t believe that something so small was
fighting so hard. She wasn’t even my arms length when she was stretched out. I
wrapped her back up and placed her back in the basket, closed the lid, and
walked out.
After seeing that
the children had finished their school work, I let them all go and play, the
younger ones all headed into the living room, while Tanjia
and Darlita both went out to the playhouse, since no one else was going out
there. I sat down to rest for a moment and enjoy the sounds of my children
playing. .As soon as I closed my eyes. I felt someone climbing into my lap.
Opening to see who it was I also put my arms around them.
“What can I do for
you Joy?”
“Nothing,” She said
as she leaned against me. I looked to the clock, to see the time,
it was starting to get late. I called to the youngest two so that they could
start getting ready for bed first.
“I get to go first!”
Kenya called out as she and Skyla ran past, they were starting to use the
indoor bathroom now. Although I thought that it was funny how Kenya discovered
why I had told them why they were to use the indoor one now. She had headed
outside, not obeying me. Not more than five minutes later that little girl comes flying in with her underpants still around her ankles,
crying
“Potty cold, I don’t
like it!” I stood there laughing before I could help her get herself
redressed. Seeing that these two were in
bed, I told the next handful to go ahead, as these children were getting ready
for bed, a knock was at the door.
Answering to see who it was, I was amazed to see Ursa, Buddi and Timmy
standing there, I wasn’t expecting them for another couple days. Hearing his
voice Kenya started running down the stairs as fast as she could, and tripped
and fell down the stairs. Not paying attention to the cut on her knee she ran
the rest the way to her brother locking him in a tight hug.
“I
mitht you Big Brother!” Timmy beamed at his little sister I watched as
he reached down and picked her up.
“Who’s that?” Timmy
asked as he seen Elliot walking past.
“That is your little
brother, Elliot Ixavior, and his older sister’s name
is Joy, she’s in the middle of getting ready for bed at the moment, I looked to
Ursa, thanking her,
“You and Buddi can
come in and sit for awhile,
stay the night if you’d like, after all I know you must have been
put through the ringer.” Ursa and Buddi both nodded, that’s when I noticed
Buddi’s arm and leg,
“What happened to
you?” Both Barbic’s turned their heads to Timmy.
“How in the world
did you break his arm and leg?”
“I shoved him off a
cliff.” He answered. I stood up,
“YOU DID WHAT!” I
said then remembered that I shouldn’t be yelling like that. I turned looking
sternly at my son,
“I hope you were
punished well for it.” The nod that he gave me was enough of an answer.
“Ursa, I would like
you to meet someone else,” I turned to Buddi, and Timmy, “I don’t want eather of you opening the door to my room. I explained why,
then took Ursa into the room to meet the tiniest
Barbic that she had ever seen. I told
her about the little girl’s birth, and her mother’s death. I noted it was also
time for her to eat again. I opened the basket and lifted the small infant out
and sat down with her again. Once that feeding was over, I handed her to Ursa,
I watched as the reaction of the baby was a little different, she curled
towards Ursa,
“Must
be the scent of the Barbic.”
I nodded, as Ursa had told me that.
“Then her mother
must have been Barbic while her father, a glen its
hard to tell, but there’s a little there.” I watched as Ursa out her hand near
the infant, her hand was just a little smaller, but not by much with the infant
unwrapped.
“I don’t let the
children in here with her for now,”
“What are you
feeding her?”
“Milk, like all
babies eat,”
“What’s the milk
from?”
“Cows,” Ursa stood
and put the baby back in the basket so that she didn’t get cold,
“Try Rama milk, it’s
better for her.”
“Are you sure?”
“I fed that to
Buddi,” I nodded after she said that, I told her how we didn’t have Rama’s around here. She agreed that she would lend us one
of theirs for the time being. I nodded as she headed out to the living room.
“Buddi stay here,
I’ll be back,” She told the cub as she headed out towards the portal that we
used.