"I am so f*cked." It was the first words Colin had uttered since collapsing onto the floor. The memories and emotions flew through his mind like a broken water main. He wished the f*ck he knew how to shut it off. His head felt like it was f*cking spitting in two.
Forgetfulness was bliss, this, this was sheer f*cking agony.
He wanted to f*cking howl, or beat the sh*t out of something, but he didn't. It would f*cking freak out his girls, who were already a f*cking mess of tears and sh*t. How the f*ck did people deal with this sh*t? His mother's words f*cking haunted him. Black picket fences. Ivory's last f*cking words to him, words that hadn't meant a f*cking thing to him then, but now...
Now they f*cking hurt like h*ll. "F*ck. F*ck. F*ck. F*ck." He repeated the word endlessly. "F*ck. F*ck. F*ck. F*ck."
His Dad's voice interrupted his mantra. "Colin, maybe we should take you to the emergency room?"
Colin rolled his head over to look at his father. "F*ck that. I f*cking hate f*cking hospitals!" His voice rose. "Sh*t Dad, I f*cking thought I was the f*cked up one that f*cking lost his memory. What the h*ll?! F*cking forget the f*cking hospital. Mom..." Colin stopped. F*ck. His mother was f*cking dead, and he was being a f*cking as*hole. Again. "Sh*t."
"Colin, I'm just..." His Dad's voice trailed off, like he was unsure of what to say. Dimly in the background he could hear Skye sobbing, crying harder because he said a few f*cking curse words. He suppressed the urge to roll his eyes at her, she was always trying to clean up his language. Because she loved him. F*ck.
He stared back up at the ceiling. He was f*cked up, his emotions a hurricane within him, and he was f*cking pissed. Pissed at himself, at his family, at the f*cked up situation he was in. F*ck. He was pissed at Life in general. And he was being a f*cking as*hole to his father, who didn't f*cking deserve it. He took a deep breath. Sh*t. What was he? A f*cking pansy a*s that couldn't deal with some f*cking memories? F*ck. Maybe he was. No. F*ck that. He wasn't a f*cking pansy a*s. He had to get his sh*t together.
"Sorry Dad, I'm not f*cking feeling like my..." He paused. F*ck. Which f*cking self was he? He felt the urge to f*cking laugh his head off, but he reined that impulse in. His father was already f*cking looking at him with a f*cking mixture of fear, concern, and sorrow. He liked to f*cking think it was sorrow anyway, because f*cking pity would f*cking p*ss him off more.
His Dad seemed startled, which again, made Colin want to f*cking laugh. None of it was f*cking funny, but at the same time, it was f*cking hysterical. F*ck. He needed to punch some...he noticed the two boys standing by the couch. "What the f*ck are they doing here?"
"Daddy! Skye wiped some of her tears away. "Your language! Don't you remember, Luna and I are going on a double date tonight? To the movies? We're going to see Invaded by Slugs."
Colin choked out a laugh. Didn't he f*cking remember? F*ck. He f*cking remembered entirely the f*ck too much. He also f*cking remembered he f*cking disliked the pair of stupid a*s boyfriends his daughters had f*cking picked out. There was that d*ckhead Winters, and f*cking bird boy, who was too f*cking smooth. Colin could spot a f*cking bullsh*tter a million miles away. He didn't f*cking know what bird boy was up to, and he f*cking trusted him as far as he could f*cking throw him. No. He f*cking trusted him less that that.
Luna asked, "Daddy, are you okay?"
He sighed. He had f*cking flushed his whole f*cking theory of child raising down the sh*tter. Single handedly. He had actually f*cking parented them, and even done a f*cking decent job of it. Ivory would have been f*cking pleased. Just the thought of her, caused another stab of grief.
Well, h*ll. He groaned miserably. His f*cking desire to comfort his daughters was f*cking overwhelming everything else. What the f*ck had happened to him? He eyed the two boys again, and sighed irritably once more. "I'm okay." He reassured his girls. "Really."
"That was terrifying Daddy! Seeing you pass out like that! What happened?" Skylar's voice was still tearful and shaky.
"Thanks Skye, for rubbing it in." He joked, trying to put her at ease. "Just a little bit of a headache, that's all. It's fading now. When's your movie start?"
"In 15 minutes." Luna answered, both girls were still wiping their tears away. Colin was finding it f*cking hard to look at Luna, she was the f*cking image of her mother. He forced himself to smile reassuringly at her though. F*ck. It wasn't her fault.
"Well, then, where's Jack? You guys better get going."
"Jack's at a technology seminar." Luna reminded her dad.
"I'm going with them." Alder said quietly.
Colin chuckled. "Well, ff..fiddle sticks. That's even better." The wave of intense, life stealing anguish was fading slightly, giving Colin some room to breath. The grief was still there, raw and burning. He couldn't f*cking make things right with his mother, or with Ivory. They were both gone. Forever seemed like a f*cking hollow and painful word. His mother would never really f*cking know that he had...had loved her. He had been a sh*tty son.
And Ivory? She had f*cking died believing that he hadn't f*cking cared. Black picket fences... He could f*cking hear her laughter in his mind. He just f*cking bet she was laughing her f*cking a*s off at him. Stuck him with f*cking triplets! The b*tch. Sh*t he missed her. He almost didn't hear Skye's comment, he was so lost in his thoughts, but he caught the tail end of it. "Hhhh..heck no. I'm fine, you girls go out and enjoy your movie."
It took a lot of prodding, but he finally convinced his girls to go watch the movie. He f*cking needed some time to process. Once they were gone, he turned to his father. "I remember everything Dad."
His dad didn't look at him. "Everything?"
"Everything. I need some time to think."
Ryder nodded. He hesitated, then said softly, "If you need to talk, well, I'm here."
Colin sat up, and cursed his head, and his body, and his f*cking memory for good measure. He felt as f*cking weak as a kitten. Pansy a*s kitten. Sh*t. And for some reason, it was a lot f*cking harder to not curse, though he would try his f*cking best, he didn't want Skylar getting on his f*cking case about it. "I appreciate the f*cking offer Dad, I'll keep it in mind."
Colin looked around the room, at his family that were all gathered together by his request. Sh*t. Talk about being on the f*cking hotseat. He preferred this though. He knew they all had questions; concerns, and he didn't want to keep answering the same f*cking ones over and over and over. Much better to just get it all done with at once. Last week had been sh*tty, there was no f*cking doubt on that. He hadn't know what the f*ck to say, or think, or do. His f*cking heart hurt, and he hadn't even known he f*cking possessed one, especially when it came to his kids. He had f*cking hated them, or so he had thought.
Except Ivory had known. He f*cking missed her so much. She had a way of f*cking knocking sense into his brain. He had spent the past week in a sh*tty a*s mood, sequestered in his room, trying to f*cking wrap his head around things. Then one morning he had woken up, and it was like he could f*cking hear her. Hear her telling him he was being a f*cking dumba*s. And he knew what he had to do.
He had always wondered at the f*cking shadows in his older kids' eyes. Wondered how he could f*cking erase them. But the Colin who couldn't remember what he had f*cking done to them, that Colin couldn't erase it. Couldn't make things totally right. He could though, or f*cking die trying. Today was step one.
"I remember." He stated it matter of factly, and then watched the different reactions. He was sad to say that it was fear mostly, except for Jada, who looked ready for anything, and the triplets, who had never known the other him. "Everything. I remember everything, in case that wasn't clear. I know you all have questions, so, ask away. I promise to answer, and answer truthfully, but," he warned them, "you may not like my answers." Sh*t. He didn't f*cking like most of his answers.
"Why?" The question came from Elliot, his son, but not his son.
Colin briefly closed his eyes. Sh*t. Tough question, right out of the gate. Elliot was standing beside his father Brae, who wasn't saying a word, but was just watching. Colin knew he had wounded Brae with his actions, knew that Brae had forgiven him, but that had been the Colin that didn't remember. Would his brother be able to forgive him now that he had his memories back?
"Did you love my mother? Hate my...my father? Did you...did you hate me?"
Colin rubbed the back of his neck. Sh*t. "Elliot, Brae, neither one of you may like my answers. The truth is, I felt absolutely nothing for your mother Elliot. She was just a quick f*ck." Colin winced. That came out a little harsher than he had intended. Subtlety was definitely not in his nature. "I was f*cking jealous of Brae, I thought he had it all. That he was perfect. And it made me feel better, at least at first, to know that I had f*cked up his perfect life. I was a d*ck, to put it bluntly."
Brae had crossed his arms. "Yes, you were."
"I never hated you Elliot, nor did I hate my brother, I was just a sh*thead." That was the honest truth, how the h*ll else could he have treated his family so poorly otherwise? He knew the anger he had kept for so many years. Anger at his parents for not paying more attention to him. Anger at his brother for being so f*cking perfect. It all boiled down to him being a spoiled a*shole.
"Then why didn't you claim me? You claimed the others!"
Colin laughed harshly. "Did I? No, I didn't claim them, the family claimed them for me. I was an a*shole, only interested in myself, and what I wanted. You made out much better than Jake, or Nick, or even Jada. You have Brae for a father, and he f*cking kicked a*s as a father. He did everything for you. Went to your stupid a*s ballgames, helped you with your homework, taught you how to f*cking drive. And what the f*ck was I doing at that time? F*cking every female I could find."
"Daddy!" Skylar blushed beet red. "Your language! And..and..the things you say!"
Colin sighed. "Sad to say, I was only speaking the truth Skye." He looked directly at Elliot. "I'm not your father Elliot. Brae is. He raised you, loved you, and took care of you. I'm just the a*shole that f*cked your mother. Sh*t." Colin groaned. It was so f*cking hard to control his wayward tongue!
Skylar gasped. "Daddy!"
Brae was shaking his head. "Only you Col. Was that your excuse then?"
"No. I have no excuse for what I did. It was fff...very wrong. I would take it all back, if I could."
Brae's remark caught Colin by surprise. "You wouldn't?"
"No, because I got Elliot out of the deal, and he's a d*mn good kid Col. I would do it all over again, just so I could have my boys. Oh, I was mad as h*ll at you for years, but like I told you, I've forgiven you. I can't speak for Elliot though."
Colin didn't even know he needed to hear those words, until he heard them. "You kick a*s as a brother Brae."
Brae grinned slightly at him. "I kick your a*s as a brother Colin, and don't you forget it!"
Colin smirked. "Sh*t. You have me there!"
The brothers grinned at each other. Colin sobered up quickly though, when Elliot spoke. "I forgive you too Uncle Colin." Elliot smiled at Brae. "I do have a pretty kick a*s father."
Colin would have responded further to Elliot, but Nick broke in with, "I'm sorry Dad. I'm so sorry!" Colin stared at his son, confused. What did Nick have to be sorry about? He asked as much. "It's my fault. All my fault."
"What the h*ll are you talking about Nick?" Maybe the boy was jetlagged. They had flown in from France, just to be a part of this meeting.
"I should have called the Police right away. I mean, you told me to, after I was done with my game, but I accidentally fell asleep for a while. I called them as soon as I woke up, but, it was too late! It's my fault that you were hurt, and lost your memory, if I had just called when I was supposed to..."
Colin stared at his son in horror. "F*ck Nick, you've held that in all these years? Sh*t. It wasn't your fault Nick, the blame is totally f*cking mine. Who the h*ll asks a child to call the police after they're done playing a video game...in the middle of the night? F*ck that, it wasn't your fault, none of it."
"So, you're not angry at me?"
"H*ll no, I wish you would have said something sooner."
"What good would it have done?" Nick asked. "You didn't remember."
Colin sighed heavily. "I'm sorry Nick, you shouldn't have had to live with that burden."
"Are you going to go back to how you were?" Jake asked nervously. Colin swung his attention to his oldest son, and the one who had taken the f*cking brunt of emotional abuse from his former self. F*ck.
"To what I was?" Jake nodded. "No." Colin said simply. He watched as Jake let out a sigh of relief. "Jake, I was a sh*tty father to you, I'm sorry, I f*cking..."
"It's okay Dad." Jake smiled. "You were a jerk the first half of my life, but afterwards, you were pretty great. So, now I know what to do and what not to do with my own kids."
"You're own kids?" Colin echoed. He narrowed his eyes at Jake. "Spill."
Jake broke out in a full fledged grin. "I'm going to have a baby, well, Sherri is actually, but I'm going to be a dad! I'm just so excited! You know what this means Dad?"
"You're going to be a grandpa!" Colin stared at his son, stunned. F*ck. A grandpa? Him? What the h*ll?!
Jada chuckled. "What did you expect would happen Dad? You have all these kids!" She waved her arms around.
"A grandpa?" Colin was having a hard time wrapping his head around it. He was too young to be a grandpa! "Well, that's, wow." He cleared his throat. Brae started laughing, and Colin glared at him. "You'll be a terrific father Jake, I'm sure of it."
"Thanks Dad. Sherri and I are getting married in a few days, down at the courthouse. You're welcome to come to it."
"I wouldn't miss it." Colin assured his son.
Jada leaned over. "What, no big wedding?"
Jake turned to his sister. "Nah, neither one of us wants a big wedding. You could all come, though. I would love to have my family there."
Sh*t. He was a lucky b*stard. He didn't f*cking deserve his family, but he sure was f*cking glad to have them. Then Luna piped up. "What about our mother Daddy? What was she like?"
Skylar chimed in. "Yeah, did your eyes meet across the room, and did you guys fall instantly in love?"
"All we've been told is that she tried to kill Uncle Brae. Everyone else knows all about their mothers, but we don't. Was she pretty?"
Jack groaned. "That's a stupid question Luna, who cares if she was pretty? She was crazy! That's the important part, she tried to kill Uncle Brae!"
The room erupted in chaos. "Shut up Jack, you don't know anything!" Luna yelled.
"What? It's the truth!" Jack hollered back.
"How do you know?" Skylar shot back. "She could have been framed, or something. She could have a really good reason!"
"I know cause Uncle Brae said so, and he was there!"
"Well, Uncle Brae was drugged up, and he doesn't remember things clearly. That's what he said when I asked him about her! And..."
Colin interrupted. "Enough!" he roared. They all shut up and stared at him, wide eyed. Colin grimaced, here was yet another topic he f*cking wasn't too keen on. He glanced at his father and his grandfather, and noticed irritably that they looked quite entertained, like they were watching a f*cking three ring circus. Sh*t, at least they still kept their f*cking peace, even if they couldn't hide their interested grins.
"Your mother," he started, then paused. Sh*t. He was already getting f*cking choked up. How could he put her into words? They seemed so pale and lifeless compared to her. He saw that Brae had tensed up, and was watching him intently. No f*cking wonder, Ivory had kidnapped him. "Your mother was beautiful, she looked a lot like you Luna."
"Really?" Luna breathed. She looked like her mother!
"Daddy, how did you two meet?" Skylar asked. Suddenly Colin found himself the target of rapid fire questions from Luna and Skylar both. Jack threw in an occasional question too, despite his earlier words of not being interested.
He laughed. "Sh*t, I mean, shoot, slow down guys, and give me a chance to speak. I could tell you guys about her later, I'm not sure everyone wants to hear this."
"No, no, speak on bro. We're all ears." Brae said. "It changed all of our lives too."
Colin frowned slightly. F*ck. He supposed his brother had a point. "In a bar." He nodded his head in confirmation of his words. "I met her in a bar that I had just bought, and I thought she was the f*cking hottest chick I had ever seen, and I wanted to..." he coughed slightly, "well, that's neither here nor there." He smiled to himself. Ivory would have hit him for calling her a chick. "Anyway, she of course was instantly smitten with me, she just didn't know it yet."
"Seriously?" It was Jake, who was also listening closely.
"Of course, there isn't a female alive who could resist me, and she was no exception."
His kids all groaned, and Colin laughed, delighted.
"Daddy! Seriously!" Luna said exasperated.
"Okay, just the truth, the short version, some of it, you won't like." he warned again. He had put it off for as long as he could, hoping he could f*cking put them off forever, but they weren't falling for his delay tactics. D*mn. "We did meet in a bar, that I had just bought. She had forced my bar manager to let her in. I walked in, and...d*mn." Colin was silent for a moment, lost in his memory of the first time he had seen her...
"She was leaning against the counter, and I owned several strip bars, so I told her she was hired."
"Daddy!" Skylar was aghast. "You hired her as a stripper?" Funny, in all of her imaginings, she had never imagined her mother as a stripper too!
Colin snorted. "F---no. She spun around, quick as lightning, fire in her eyes, then her eyes met mine, and I..." He held his hands out, "...I was...I was...captivated. So was she, or she would have fff-freaking gutted me, I'm sure. She was an assassin, that I found out later, much later. All I knew then, was this woman could fff-freaking kill me in an instant, yet I was drawn to her anyway. Maybe because of the danger, I didn't give a ffff-fudge about much then. I was self destructing in a f*cking glorious way."
"So, she really was an assassin." Jack said.
Colin nodded. "We weren't innocents, kids, at all. No storybook prince and princess romance, that wasn't us. I was a f*cked up a*shole, and Ivory was a bad a*s b*tch who f*cking killed for a living. Why the f*ck did I care who she killed? H*ll, it was nothing to me. It wasn't like I was her target, or my family. So what the f*ck? I didn't know my brother was her target until that day I found him, sh*t, I wish I had known though, things could have f*cking ended differently."
The room was so quiet, Colin could hear the ticking of the clock, he had his family's full attention. Sh*t. "I wanted to marry her."
Ryder choked. "Did you say you wanted to get married? But after your first marriage..." Ryder's voice trailed off. Colin's first marriage had ended nearly as quick as it had started.
"I can't explain it Dad, I barely understand it myself. We were just freaking good together. She's the one that told me I was a dumba*s for treating you guys, especially my kids, the way I did. She treasured family, said it was a gift, and she f*cking pushed me to do better. P*ssed me off too, but she didn't f*cking care. She got me, in a way that f*cking terrified me, but I couldn't f*cking walk away. I understood her too, like we were..."
"Soul mates." Skylar breathed.
Colin's lips twisted. "Maybe. All I know, is that I was better with her, than without her. I knew something was f*cked up, those last few weeks we were together. She was more secretive, evasive, and so f*cking...sad. So I tailed her. She wouldn't f*cking talk to me, so I did what I had to. I found Brae, and my focus shifted. I had to get him the f*ck out of there, then he told me about Elliot, but before I could do anything, she was there."
Jack sat up straighter. "What happened then?"
"We fought, she told me I was going to be a f*cking father again, she nailed my balls, sh*t that hurt like a mother..." He winced at the memory of it. "I asked her to marry me, she said she wasn't the white picket fence type. I told her I would f*cking build a black picket fence for her, instead of white, she was going to say yes..."
"Ahh, black picket fence." Ryder said. He had always wondered what that message had meant.
Colin nodded. "I had this idea that we could f*cking get married, raise the f*cking kid together. D*mn, I was so f*cking sure that I could talk Brae into dropping any charges against her. It wasn't Ivory anyway, it was her f*cking b*tch of a mother, who was f*cking obsessing over some stupid a*s..."
"Book." Brae finished for him. "I remember that part very well. Her mother was the red headed she devil?"
"Yes." Colin confirmed. "Ivory was terrified of her. I only know a little about her past, her growing up years, she didn't like to talk about it. She had scars all over her body, put there by her mother. Her mother, sometimes Ivory called the b*tch her sister, was a sadistic b*tch. I promised to protect her, and f*ck, I failed." The grief tore through him again, but he pushed it back, determined to finish the story so that he would never have to repeat it again. It was just too painful.
"The b*tch showed up, but Ivory and I managed to f*cking kill her. Then, the cops came, Ivory thought I was f*cking setting her up, and...the rest as they say is history." Nick moaned, as if in pain. Colin looked at him. "Not your fault Nick. I was the dumba*s, and I reaped the consequences of it. Consequences that have made me stronger, better." Colin tasted the bitterness of that truth.
"That's right Nick." Jada said. "We should all be thanking you. If he hadn't hit his head, we would have been stuck with the jerk. Instead, we got a half way decent father out of it."
Colin smiled wryly. "There is that."
"So, her family wasn't very nice?" Luna asked in a small voice.
Luna's tone of voice clued him in, that something was not quite right. "What did you do Luna?" Colin's asked sternly.
Luna bit her lip nervously. "Nothing Daddy. I was just..."
Her shoulders slumped. "We just wanted to know more about her, and since you couldn't remember her, it seemed like a good idea to..."
The girls glanced at each other.
"Skye and I, we just wanted to know more about her."
"Daddy, you keep cursing!" Skye complained.
Colin ignored Skye's complaint. "Tell me what the f*ck the two of you have done, and don't leave anything out." So Luna told him. "Sh*t. That was f*cking dangerous! What if she had been alive? You two would have brought the b*tch from h*ll down on our heads!"
"But she has to be alive Daddy!" Skye said. "She picked up the body, according to the report we read."
"Picked up the...sh*t." Colin was horrified with all the implications of what Skye had said.
"I'm sorry! I didn't know it was dangerous!" Luna cried.
"No more searching, okay?" All of you, including Jack."
"Hey, I wasn't a part of it at all!" Jack protested.
"I'm not leaving any loopholes for Luna. Now, promise." They all promised, and Colin was relieved that at least that part was taken care of. What the h*ll to do with the rest of it? Even now, the b*tch could be just waiting for the perfect moment to attack. "We'll be talking about this later." He promised them. "Every action has a consequence, whether..."
"Positive or negative." Luna and Skylar said together. "We know."
"Oh, you'll know all right." He muttered. He needed to consult with his Dad and Grandpa. They might need some help from their Camulodunum cousins. First he had to get through the rest of this family meeting. He didn't fool himself into believing that everything would be f*cking okay now, but he knew he had least made inroads. His family knew that he wasn't going to go back to the a*shole he had been when he was younger, he had changed for good.
"So what did your Dad finally decide to do?"
Skye had been telling Hawk all about their family meeting, and how she and Luna had finally come clean about their search for their mother. Neither one of them had known how dangerous it had been, but they knew now. "We're grounded until we're hundred, that's what he says." Skye grimaced. "I think he's joking about the amount of time. At least, I hope so!" She added. "That's why you'll have to visit me here for a while."
Hawk smiled. "That's not a hardship Skye. I just enjoy being with you."
Skye smiled back. "I love being with you too!"
"I hope you don't move."
Moving had been one of the options tossed around as a solution to the Raven problem. "Daddy is going to have some cousins of ours check things out, make sure that our online activities weren't found by her. If it's all clear, we'll stay. At least for a little while, Daddy says he's looking for a job and house in a less depressing town. I don't want to lose you Hawk, if that happens, if we have to move."
"Skye, I would follow you anywhere." Hawk answered. He wasn't worried about any investigation the family might do, he and his mother had covered their tracks well. He looked like his father, not his mother, so he wasn't even worried about being recognized. He fully expected them to find nothing amiss.
"Really." He assured her.
Jack crowed in triumph. He had finally gotten it to work! Ethan had given him the schematics for it, telling him they would need a far more powerful computer than what Jack had.
Powerful computer. Those two words were music to Jack's ears. And he had done it. Built a superior computer! He wished he could patent it, and sell it, but Ethan had cautioned him against it. They didn't want to cause too many ripples in the time continuum, that would cause untold disasters.
So, sadly, he had to keep the knowledge to himself, but in the meantime...he had a SuperComputer! He did a happy Jack dance. Woot! Woot!
This computer was more capable of processing, rendering, and building the intricate data and equations that Jack would need if he was going to save his family. He'd had no real idea of the amount of work involved when he had agreed to help. It wouldn't have mattered, anyway, he would have done it irregardless.
It was just taking longer than he had expected, the concepts and figures that Ethan threw out at him were mindboggling at times, and Jack had to actually work a little bit at understanding them. Throw time paradoxes into the deal, and his mind was blown, on a regular basis.
He tapped on the projected computer screen. It was time to get back to work. He was thinking of building himself a helper, one that wouldn't question, and would also be completely loyal. One that wouldn't need to eat, or sleep, like Jack did...
Notes: Whew! Got through that one! I hope all of that made sense. XD So the "new" Colin is sticking around---losing his memory gave him a new perspective, lol It was the only way I could think of to get through to such a hard headed, stubborn sim, haha
They'll still have some issues, nothing is ever really resolved quickly, and Colin is aware of that, but they're on their way. Brae had forgiven his brother, and moved on, a long time ago. I figure the triplets are about 16.5 yrs old in this chapter, so a LOT of time has gone by. Time that Colin spent being a decent human being.
Colin doesn't like Devon or Hawk, and always rolls wishes to beat them up, lol He senses something is wrong, he just doesn't know exactly what is wrong. =)
His cursing is off/on, depending on his awareness of it. When he's aware of it, he tries to curb himself, to make his daughter happy. Yeah, Skye is a bit prissy, lol
And---poor Nick. He really did think it was his fault, and that everyone would hate him for it.
Jake has 2 kids now with Sherri Nightblossom, they're pretty cute too. I know Sherri is part of the Nightblossom tree, but I forget what branch, lol That family expanded pretty quickly! =)
Jack is such a cutie, I love all the faces he makes. He still doesn't have a girlfriend, nor is he remotely interested.
The game has been quite obliging regarding Colin's fighter roll. It sends burglars, lol
Also---I used a ton of poses in this chapter, I took these pics a really long time ago, so I don't remember all of whose poses I used---but I'm pretty sure the crying ones (Skye and Luna) are Sunny's. Thanks for making/sharing them Sunny! =)
One last note, one thing I absolutely love about writing, is how knowing a character's motive can change our perspective. For instance, if Hawk had been legit, that would have been a sweet conversation between him and Skye. Since he has ulterior motives though, it could be seen as creepy/stalker like, haha I'll follow you anywhere muahahahaha!
Any questions? I'll try to answer them. Hopefully next chapter Gen 8 will take over, if not, then definitely the chapter after that. Thanks for reading! =D