Strangely Normal

IGNOR ME like everybody else

2008-07-19T15:43:00.002-07:00

Hi all, it’s me *tries to smile*

you probably know that my sister is now married right? GOOD FOR HER *claps*

I'm going through a very strange time of my life, my style is changing, conflicting, I’m very confused about things, things I cannot tell you, so don't ask...please.

I just needed to write and get it out of my system though, since this is my blog I should be able to do that here right?

I'm very f***ed up right now, total mess, nothing BAD has happened...wait screw that...first off my friends dad is F***ing asshole! I’m P-off right now at him; he's just driving his kid away.

You can only protect someone so much before you drown them, chicks have to leave the nest to learn to fly, they may fall the first few times and you will be there to pick them up. while they were in your nest you will do your best to teach them HOW to fly, but once they take that first step all you can do is watch and encourage, and ask God to give them enough wind to stay up until they can do it one their own.

If you don't let them leave, their wings will be too week and when the wind pushes your beloved nest form the branches your chick will not know how to fly...and it will be your fault for keeping them from learning.

That is my rant to him.

so I dyed my hair black, like, four weeks ago, it wasn’t permanent, came out in like four days but I LOVED it. it made me feels pretty, more grown up. but the first thing my mom and dad say to me is, well as long as you don't turn into a witch...like WTF? I DYED MY HAIR and they said that...O_o talk about sudden loss of warm-happy-fealings to your parents.

Man you'd think I was some bipolar fifteen year old...but no I’m one messed up twenty-year old who's parents have suddenly decided she is trying to become a wikkan. that really broke my heart to hear them say that. I don’t think I’ve forgiven them yet.

Mom just asked my help to clean the basement, but she doesn't ask, she tells me...

I PAY rent, I buy all my own food, I keep my messes to my areas, I clean up when she asks, BUT PLEASE can we have the weekends OFF???? most of the money I work all day everyday to gain is given to you, do I have to give my off work hours too? I GUESS SO.

I could just get up and leave, I could go to the mall, and I could go for a walk. but what happens when I come back and she demanded my help and I wasn't there, how will I be treated? YOUR TWENTY year old daughter who could practically have a place on her own with the kind of money she gives you, but has been told that you would rather she stay at home until she's married.

sure you have raised me and I know I should be grateful; I should be willing to help like your other perfect daughter, news flash she felt like your slave too.

Sorry I don’t have much love for anyone right now, especially not myself...but maybe it’s actually too much love for myself that is the problem?

I am so f***ing messed up right now

Um hI...sheepish wave here is my story drops story and runs

2008-05-19T12:53:00.001-07:00

It was the most amazing night of her life, the night she got pimped out to Tom Kaulitz. Well not exactly pimped, there was no pimp, unless her friend Kaisha counted, but nevertheless, the outcome was the same, a hotel room, Tom, and herself, minus all essential bits of clothing and common sense, and now Dani was the one paying for it.

“Shit!” why, oh why, did the little red dot have to be the one that showed up? Why? Couldn’t it have been the nice, innocent, NEGATIVE, blue one? Nope, it was definitely red.

“Fuck.” She felt tears run down her face, and saw them splash onto the counter top only inches below her face.

“My parents are going to kill me.” Making a face in the mirror, she spoke in an upbeat, carefree tone.

“Hey mom, I’m pregnant with a rock star’s baby, isn’t that nice?” nope, that wouldn’t work. She bent back over the counter and laid her head in her arms.

“Fuck, I am so dead.”

“The one time the condom breaks, and I have to get pregnant, how messed up is that?” she raised her face to the ceiling.

“This isn’t fair!”

it had been the best thing ever, he had been perfect, just dominant enough to drive her crazy, and kind enough to make it seem just a little romantic, and, oh god, the kisses where amazing! And his hands!

A tiny shiver ran down her spine, with the memory, and the tears almost stopped, but then she remembered the situation she was in, she banged her head against the counter.

“What am I going to do” Dani sighed into the countertop

Her parents didn’t have to find out; she could get rid of it. Everything would be alright; things would work out, she could forget about it, and pretend it never happened.

‘Who, do you think you’re kidding Dani? There is no way you could get rid of this baby. Think of it this way, now you have something better than an autograph and a one night stand.’

“Oh God, help me.”

‘I’m pregnant with a rock star’s baby!’ the tears started anew.

Two and a half months earlier:

“Kaisha, I can’t believe you got tickets to the after party!” Dani jumped her best friend and hugged her.

“I could just squish you! I am so happy right now, you have no idea!”

Dani squealed as Kaisha gave out a slightly strangled laugh.

“No, I think I have a pretty good idea, I haven’t had this much trouble breathing since I bought you their CD for your birthday. Do you think you could, maybe, let go now?”

Tokio Hotel, Dani and Kaisha’s favourite band, had finally come to Vancouver, Canada, and had just finished their first show (to which Kaisha had also secured tickets) and she had just surprised her friend with the after party tickets.

Dani loosened her strangle hold on her friend enough to look her in the eyes.

“How did you afford them?” here Kaisha made a sour face.

“You know the Porsche my dad got me for my birthday?” Dani nodded, and gulped.

“Well, I figured that I could always get another one next year, whereas Tokio Hotel won’t likely be coming here again, so I went all out.”

Dani jaw flapped for a moment.

“You sold the Porsche! Oh my god, we must be crazy.”

Kaisha smiled at her friend.

“But it will be so worth it!” they both yelled in unison.

The lights were off the entire time, but she barely noticed it, her mind was solely on the man above her. All she could think about were his lips, and his hands, and everything else about him that touched her bare skin.

She moaned into his mouth, when his hand brushed her nipple, his fingers stayed there a moment before exploring other places and leaving her breathless. She writhed beneath him, doing her best to please him as much as he was her. She knew her skills were severely lacking, but she did the best she knew how, and he moaned a few times.

She had stupidly told him that she was lacking in experience, and he merely answered that is made it all the more fun ‘cause he would get to teach her and that later she could boast that Tom Kaulitz had taught her such-and-such.

He certainly lived up to his image though; his expertise was not overrated in her opinion. He knew exactly what he was doing; every movement was precise and perfectly erotic.

And when it was over, he told her that he was going back to his hotel room, and to have a good night, then he kissed her goodbye and left for what was probably forever.

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Present time

Dani heard the door to the apartment slam shut, her mother and step father were home, and it didn’t sound like they were in the best of moods, but they were probably feeling better than they would once she told them her news.

She pulled on one of her fathers sweatshirts and inhaled, his lingering scent giving her comfort.

She opened her door and began her walk to the metaphorical gallows, she almost wished death was what she was facing instead of her parents, but then she didn’t really want to die either.

At the bottom of the stairs she peeked around the corner to try and spy her mother and stepfather before they noticed her, they were snogging against the living room wall. ‘Ew, gross! At least their not yelling at each other this time’ she thought.

She cleared her throat, hoping to startle the pair out of their make out session, it didn’t work.

“Mom, Kyle?” She watched as the both jumped and reluctantly parted, her mother cleared her throat. As she nervously adjusted her skirt, which had somehow made it’s way around her waist.

“Yes Hun, What’s wrong?”

The tears started pouring, her knees started shaking, and she felt her arms tingling. She couldn’t help it, she was so scared. ‘Best to just blurt it out, no procrastinating, it just makes things worse.’

“I’m pregnant.”

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Two and a half months earlier

She felt so stupid.

She couldn’t sleep, not once he had left reminding her that she was just a one night stand and not worth falling asleep next to.

She flicked on the bathroom light, and made her way to the Jacuzzi, silently thanking Kaisha for not cheeping out on their rooms; maybe a bath would calm her down.

After filling the giant bath and deciding against turning the jets on, she submerged herself in the water; it felt like heaven.

She couldn’t help but be a little mad at him for making it seem so special and then proving that it wasn’t, he could have at least waited until she’s fallen asleep, to leave. Actually that would have made her mad too.

After soaking, and grumbling, for a good hour, she decided that it was as good a time as any to try sleeping; she got out and emptied the Jacuzzi, towelled herself off and made her way back into the bedroom portion of the hotel suite.

She wrestled her way into the one nightshirt she had brought with her and sat on the rumpled bed. She didn’t really want to sleep in the bed, especially after what she had done in it, so she gathered the blankets to bring to the couch, as she did her hand brushed something wet.

‘Ew, what was that.’ She shrieked in her mind. Dropping the blankets she peered closer at the creamy substance on her knuckles, semen.

Semen.

“Semen! What the fuck.” Her eyes desperately searched the floor for the condom they had used, picking it up gingerly she rushed to the bathroom and washed it our as gently, and with as little touching, as possible.

Sure enough the tip was ripped, not a big rip, but enough to be the cause of the mess on the bed. She gulped. ’What if the bed wasn’t the only place it‘spilled’?’

She hadn’t continued her birth control prescription, because she hadn’t had a date go past second base in a long time, and that part wasn’t her fault, there just weren’t any worthwhile guys at Ashton, Dani laughed, now that she thought about it tom was just like those boys, a stuck up, egotistical, playboy.

And then she stopped laughing, and stared at the broken condom dangling from between her forefinger and thumb.

Fuck, this could be bad.

Today was busy, everyday was busy. Every moment was spent doing something to boost public awareness of the band; right now it was reading fan mail and chatting up the fan chat rooms.

Bill was tired of it all; every letter was pretty much the same. He loved his fans, he really did, but sometime he just got caught up in the monotony of it all.

He opened another envelope, took a quick peek at the black and white polka dotted thong, before setting it to the side with all the others, and pulled out the letter, read the same lines he’d seen on practically every other letter that day, and picked up another one.

Bill sat on the floor in a pile of mail addressed to his brother and himself, and two slightly smaller piles of ladies underclothes, and candy underwear. The boost in candy underwear was quite substantial since photos got out of him eating a pair.

Tom was busy with the interpreter for the online chat rooms. He kept shifting in his seat and staring out the window, until the slightly older woman beside him would ask him for another response.

Bill sighed and picked up another envelope, this one addressed to Tom, and tore into it. This one wasn’t as fancy, there was no underwear inside (this kind of disappointed him,) and what was written in the letter actually made him laugh out loud at the incredulity of it all.

“Tom, you have got to read this one!” he waved the letter at his brother.

“Why?” tom asked tiredly, as he turned his attention back out the window.

Bill didn’t say anything but his indignant huff, was enough for Tom to take the offered letter.

“It’s in English, I can’t read it that well.” He scanned the page for a moment and then handed it to the interpreter beside him.

“What does it say?”

Bill made some sort of shrieking sound, as he tore the letter from the startled woman’s hands.

“Um, sorry, could you leave for a moment?” he asked the woman in as polite a tone as he could muster. The woman nodded, put her laptop onto the nearby coffee table and made her way from the room.

Bill immediately turned a scowl on his brother, as he clutched the letter in one hand and placed his other hand on his hip.

“What?” Tom grumbled, looking away from his twin’s scalding glare.

“You could have asked me, plus this letter is not something you want getting out, even if it is a scam.” Bill huffed.

“How was I supposed to know that?” Tom answered in a decidedly arrogant tone. Bill stilled for a moment as he thought it over and realized he hadn’t really warned Tom about the content. He had simply rushed over and demanded he read it, not even bothering to think that his brother wasn’t as fluent in English as he was.

“Sorry, anyway, let me read it to you.” Bill flashed one of his trademark smiles in hopes of calming his stressed out brother.

Unfolding the now slightly torn letter, Bill began to read.

“Tom Kaulits; my name is Dani Milton, we met in Vancouver when your band was touring. We ended up-” here the words ‘making love’ were crossed out. “-Having intercourse.” Bill stopped to eye his brother questioningly.

“What now bill?” he grumbled.

“Did you sleep with her?”

“I don’t remember! There were at least three that night!”

“Tom! That is just gross! Sometimes I can’t believe the things you do. Anyway here’s the interesting part.” After rolling his eyes at his brother he started reading again.

“I felt obligated to tell you, that the condom we used broke, and I’m pregnant. I’ve decided to keep the baby. I just thought you might want to know, I won’t ask anything of you, but if you want proof I can send it to you.” Bill almost burst out laughing, until he saw his twin’s face.

“Tom?” he watched his brother turn a greyish white color, he was looking over Bill’s shoulder towards the door.

“Did, you sleep with her?” Bill turned to see David Jost, the band’s manager standing in the door cell phone in hand.

Tom gulped, and turned his eyes to the window. His mind was running in circles, truthfully the girls name rang a bell, well more than rang a bell, he could actually remember a few things about her. He remembered that she had chin length black hair, and that her eyes were almost the same colour as his own. He remembered that she hadn’t really known what she was doing, but that it had made him feel powerful. He also remembered that she was the first of at least three that night.

He turned his eyes to Jost; he had said something to him.

“I think so.”

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Jost had totally flipped out. He had ranted for nearly an hour, how Tom should have known better, That sex was not a game, that he should have made sure the girl was on some sort of birth control, and what would he do if the press heard about it, that now he would have to make the baby disappear.

Bill’ face had darkened when Jost had said that, but Tom seemed unconcerned.

Then Jost had decided that it was all a scam, and that they would get a lawyer involved. That the girl should have known better than to mess with rock stars, that it would be exposed as a scam and that Tom had nothing to fear, it would all blow over soon.

Tom acted as if Jost wasn’t even in the room; he simply stared out the window. Bill noticed how quiet his twin had been lately; although he was the calmer of the two it was still so unnatural.

When Jost left to call their lawyer, Bill sat next to his brother.

“What’s wrong Tomi?” he asked, making puppy eyes at his twin. Tom simply looked him in the eye, then stood and walked form the room.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

“How could you be so irresponsible? You’re only nineteen for Pete’s sake! A rock star! Do you know what kind of diseases they carry?” Dani listened to her mother rant; truthfully she was too overwhelmed to really notice. But the comment about diseases caught her ear.

“Mom, it’s not like he was some rat! We used a condom!”

“Oh? Just how did you wind up pregnant then?”

“I-it broke.” Dani trailed off, this really wasn’t helping her.

“Look, mom I understand how foolish it was okay? But it’s a little late now.” She took a deep breath and continued.

“I’ve decided to keep it.” She watched as her mothers face went form red to white in a matter of moments.

“You can’t be serious.” Her mother gasped. Dani straitened her shoulders and looked her mother in the eye.

“I’m dead serious. I’m keeping it, and nothing you say can convince me otherwise. I’ve been given this responsibility, and I am going to do my best to see it through, and you can either help or hinder me. I’d really prefer it if you’d help though.”

Her mothers face softened for a moment, and then grew serious.

“You really want to go through with this?” she asked, sounding almost scared.

“Yes.” Her voice sounded stronger than she felt, and for that Dani was secretly proud. Inside she felt like breaking down and crying, but she had already done that and it hadn’t helped; only made her more exhausted.

“I’m going to bed; we can talk later ‘k? Right now I’m too tired. I’d like to see a doctor though, so maybe you could get me an appointment?” Dani spoke around a yawn as she headed up the stairs to her room, waving goodnight to her suddenly quiet mother.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Clair was actually rather proud of her daughter, she was a responsible young woman, she never caused her any troubles, until recently, and she had handled herself quite calmly through the whole fight. Clair felt like the emotional teenager in the situation, while Dani seemed the reasonable adult.

Clair was so scared for her baby girl though, no one should have to care for a child by themselves.

After calming down, Clair phoned her doctor and made an appointment for her daughter, praying all the while that they would be strong enough to deal with this.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Bill was thinking crazy, he knew it, but really he couldn’t get the idea that he might be an uncle, out of his head. It made him so happy and yet so scared at the same time, he had to remind himself that it wasn’t proven yet.

He looked down at the letter in his hand and the envelope in his other. It said that she would provide proof if needed. He looked at the return address on the envelope.

#14 153 Gabriela Crescent

Nanaimo BC Canada

N1W 7J8 *

Canada, well they weren’t too far away right now, they were taking a two week break in Alaska, not Bill’s Idea of a vacation getaway, but the rest of the band had voted him down. They argued that snow boarding was way better than sun tanning. Bill wasn’t convinced, his knees and ass still hut like crazy.

He absently rubbed his ass as he remembered a particularly bad fall; thankfully he’d managed to keep his face injury free. Tom on the other hand hadn’t fallen once when Bill was looking, and frankly Bill had followed Tom everywhere that day, stupidest decision ever.

The one he was about to make, though, had the potential to leave that one in the dust.

He reached into his pocked for his cell phone he stared at it for a moment and then flipped it open and dialled.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Dani felt horrible, she was tired, hungry (yet unable to keep any food down), and had to pee again. ‘Not again, I didn’t even drink anything this morning,’ she thought miserably to herself.

Her mother had woken her up at quarter past seven for her doctor’s appointment at eight. Dani felt like telling her mom to shove it, but figured the sooner she got it all over with the sooner she could go to bed, and hopefully stay there all weekend.

With a quiet groan she stood up from her chair in the waiting room, her mother looked at her strangely but let her go. She made her way back to the receptionist’s desk. “Um, excuse me?” She spoke urgently as she crossed her legs as inconspicuously as possible.

The receptionist, who was on the phone, held up a finger that was meant as a sign for her to wait, but Dani was impatient “Bathroom?” She whispered to the overly talkative woman. The woman rolled her eyes then she pointed to her left and mouthed ‘down the hall.’

“Thank you!” Dani shouted as she made a mad dash for the toilet.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

“Miss Milton, let me guess. Forgot to take your birth control?”

Dani immediately disliked the female doctor. The woman was in her late twenties and was actually attractive, but that had little to do with her dislike of the woman, no the woman spoke to her in the most degrading manner.

“The condom broke,” Clair offered, only to be glared at by her daughter.

“I was extremely surprised to hear that you want to keep the baby, are you sure that is what you want to do Dani?”

Dr. St Marie’s very tone portrayed an assumed aloofness, a rather unpleasant emotion for one to sense coming from their physician. “Yes.” Dani didn’t bother to elaborate. “I’d also like to take a test to determine who the father is.”

“So you are unaware of who the father may be?” Dr. St Marie raised her eyebrow and wrote in her little tablet notebook.

“No, I know who it is; he just won’t believe me without proof. I read something on the internet, about how you can determine the babies DNA within the first trimester?” Dani preferred getting straight to the point, she was never one to procrastinate, or unnecessarily draw things out.

This time the doctor looked a little surprised.

“Yes, it’s called a prenatal paternity test. We insert a needle through your abdominal wall and extract a placental villus sampling. It then takes us seven to ten days to determine the DNA, and an extra three to match it.” Dr. St Marie walked to the tiny shelf holding a few pamphlets, picked one and handed it to Dani.

“This should help explain what takes place in the procedure. We can schedule one for you, just talk to Joan at reception.”

Dani accepted the pamphlet and grumbled to herself about having to deal with the receptionist again. Clair asked a few more questions of the Dr. Then scheduled an appointment for the seventeenth of June and they were ready to go. Dani couldn’t be more relieved.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

“Saki? I need a plane to Nanaimo.”

Bill had just confirmed Dani Milton’s address and now he was putting the second part of his plan into action as quickly as possible. He knew that if he stopped to think about what he was doing, that he might chicken out and Bill would not let himself chicken out of anything.

“A.S.A.P,” Bill answered as he stared at his nails; they needed to be painted again. “Yeah, tonight is good.” He switched his phone to his other ear as he opened his makeup bag looking for the nail polish remover.

“Seven thirty?” He removed his old nail polish and began to apply a new layer of black as he waited for confirmation that his flight had been booked. “No, just me,” He smiled and blew on his nails, even though he knew it wouldn’t help them dry any faster. Bill beamed when the man on the other side of the phone told him he was ready to go.

“Thank you Saki.”

With a flip of the cell phone, his plans were set in motion, and his nails looked much better, now for the white tips.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Clair was in the kitchen when the intercom buzzed. She quickly rinsed her hands and made her way the intercom console. “Yes, who is it?” She was a little surprised to have a visitor so late at night.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Bill was stumped for a moment, should he tell the woman on the other side who he was?

“Um, hi, my name is Bill. I am looking for a Dani Milton. Is she here?” he knew his English was heavily accented, but he hoped the woman on the other side could understand him.

“Are you a friend of hers?”

“Y-yes?” ‘O god this is so weird, why didn’t I plan what I was going to say?’

“I’ll just buzz you up then. The door is open.”

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Clair opened the apartment door to a very beautiful…person. She couldn’t quite tell if ‘it’ was male or female.

“Hello, are you Bill?” ‘it’ had to be a boy, with a name like Bill, but with such delicate features it was hard to tell, especially when she noted his painted nails and long hair. She smiled at the ‘boy’ and motioned for him to step into the room.

“Yes ma’am, Is Dani here?” Bill felt so nervous; his palms were actually sweating, that didn’t happen often, although often nervous before a show he hardly ever experienced sweaty palms, maybe it was because he wasn’t wearing his wrist cuffs? He also hadn’t worn any makeup so he wouldn’t be recognized.

“Yes, why don’t you just go on up to her room it’s the last one at the top of the stairs.”

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Bill walked up the stairs, feeling his nerves tighten by the second, he shouldn’t be here, and he should have left this all to David. He almost turned around but then he was standing in front of her door.

It was a simple door, nothing fancy about it but simply looking at it gave Bill some courage. He never considered himself a coward (not that any man would ever think that of himself,) but he was finding this whole situation, which he had partially created for himself, very nerve wracking.

With a deep breath and a steady hand, he knocked on the door. When after a few moments there was still no reply, Bill decided to simply go inside.

He was slightly surprised by the mess he encountered. There were ‘things’ all over the floor, clothing, books, cds (he noticed one was the scream album), and shoes, lots and lots of shoes. At the wall opposite the door was a bed and in the bed there was a lump.

Bill made his way to the bed, stepping as gingerly as possible through the mess; he noticed that some of the clothes were folded, strange indeed. When he reached the bed he stared down at the girl sleeping there.

“Dani?”

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Dani awoke to the strangest (and perhaps most wonderful?) sight she had ever been blessed with. Leaning over her was a very beautiful creature, he looked vaguely familiar. She blinked a few times to clear her vision, he was still there.

“Dani?” the being had a very heavy accent but it was cute and it made her smile but then she frowned, why was he in her room? She sat up quickly and barely missed banging heads with the person.

“Excuse me, what are you doing in my room?” she questioned as she wiped at her eyes to clear the gunk from them.

“Your mother said I could come up. I have to talk to you.” He frowned, that didn’t come out as smoothly as he had hoped.

“I’m Bill by the way.” He offered his hand to the girl.

Dani was still very confused, but her manners prompted her to take his hand and shake it, she noticed that his nails were painted in a very familiar way.

“I’m Daniela. Why are you here?” once again strait to the point, no use sweet talking the dude, he’d probably just think she was flirting with him. ‘He must get that a lot, with a face like that,’ she thought to herself as she let go of his hand.

He licked his lips, and she noticed a flash of silver. He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a crumpled envelope. He offered it for her to take and when she did she recognized it immediately.

She was beginning to get a very weird feeling as her mind pieced together the evidence she had gathered, painted nails, familiar face, tongue ring, long black hair, eyebrow ring, tall, fashionably dressed, and the letter she had sent to the father of her baby.

“Bill, as in Bill Kaulitz?” she gulped

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Bill smiled his trademark smile, flashing white teeth.

“Ja, that’s me!”

When she just stared, he began to feel nervous again, why hadn’t he planned what he was going to say? Why, oh why had he just jumped on a plane and come to see her without thinking it out before hand but then planning never had been one of his areas of expertise.

“Um, you said that you had proof that it’s Tom’s?” He licked his lips again and watched as she fidgeted.

“Uh, yeah, I’m getting a paternity test done on the seventeenth, but I won’t have a sample of the baby’s DNA until at least the twenty third.” She hadn’t made eye contact once; she simply stared at her comforter as she picked at it.

The silence stretched for a few moments before Bill cleared his throat. He had to do something to ease the tension.

“Okay.” It wasn’t working.

“So, do you want to go for coffee, or something?” ‘Great job Bill, can’t you think of anything better to say?’ he licked his lips again as the girl raised her face to finally look him in the eye.

“I don’t think I should drink coffee, I don’t really like coffee anyway... How about a walk?” her face brightened, and her dark brown eyes shined. He smiled and she jumped out of the bed and began searching the floor for something.

“Aha!” she picked up a rumpled piece of clothing, and he almost laughed as he watched her wrestle her way into the overly large, red hoodie. She looked ridiculous, kind of like an apple on a stick, with her slim legs sticking out the bottom of the garment that fell to her mid thigh.

She ruffled her hair, and turned to him. “Ready?” she smiled, and Bill couldn’t resist smiling back, but it struck him that she wasn’t the kind of girl he would have expected Tom to spend time with, let alone sleep with, she was too innocent and normal looking. She wasn’t plain, but after seeing mountains of girls almost everyday she didn’t really stick out.

“Ja, lets go.”

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

They were walking down the quiet Nanaimo street, hand’s in pocket’s, Saki was following them at a reasonable distance, he had waited in the apartment hallway while Bill had gone to meet Dani.

The silence was still thick, broken only by the scuffing of shoes on pavement. They both stared at their feet; it had surprised Bill that Dani had slipped on her shoes without putting socks on first.

“You are not wearing any socks,” he pointed out.

“I never wear socks, they feel weird, and usually I just wear sandals…” she trailed off feeling a little embarrassed.

He began to laugh. “I never liked wearing them either, but when I started wearing shoes all the time, for concerts and photo shoots, it kind of became mandatory,” he explained, grinning he asked another question. “So how old are you?”

She blushed, and ducked her head. “Nineteen, I’m older than you,” she mumbled.

“So, how did you and Tom…You know, meet?” She began playing with her chin length hair, twirling it and then tucking it behind her ear, he noticed she had two earring holes and both were empty.

“At the Vancouver after party, my friend Kaisha was hanging with Georg and I kind of tagged along and met Tom, we um, talked for a little bit. I guess I had a little too much to drink and we ended up in my hotel room.” she blushed and bit her lip.

“T-the condom ripped, I found out later, because there was, ‘stuff’ on the bed…” she trailed off again, this time turning her head away from Bill, to look at the street.

“Are you sure, that the baby is his?” Bill had to ask, he felt instinctively that he could trust her, but living in the world he did, one couldn’t rely solely on instincts.

She stopped walking and he turned to face her, she had hung her head again and was fiddling with her hands. “I don’t make a habit of sleeping with guys, so I’m quite sure it’s his. The last guy before him was two years ago…”

‘Wow’ Bill thought. “Two years? Wow, that’s…a long time,” he finished lamely. This girl really didn’t fit with Tom’s usual line up of girls, it was quite strange really.

“So, what do you do for fun?” He asked to change the subject and he watched as she seemed to unfold.

“Lot’s of stuff, I play video games, go out shopping, though I hate shopping for clothes, I go out with friends, but mostly I sing in choir, that’s my favourite.”

Bill interrupted here “No way, I love singing!”

She blinked a few times and an odd smile curved her lips, and it made Bill stop and think about what he had said, and then she laughed and he couldn’t help but laugh along.

They continued walking and talking for a while, Bill kept asking her question and she kept answering them. He learned that she hated milk, except in Fruit Loops and that it drove her crazy when the toilet paper unrolled towards the wall. He learned that her biological father had died nine years ago and that she kept a bottle of his cologne so she could remember how he used to smell. He also learned that she talked almost non stop once she began, but he didn’t mind, for once he didn’t have to fill in all the quiet spots.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

As they began their walk back to Dani’s house, Bill’s phone rang. “Hallo Tomi!” Dani heard Bill speak into the phone, a large smile on his face, as she listened she could just make out that the person on the other side was speaking German.

“Wo sind Sie?” Where are you? Bill could tell from Tom’s tone that he was upset. Bill winced as he answered.

“Ich bin in Nanaimo.” I am in Nanaimo. The conversation continued, with shouts from Tom and soothing words from Bill, when the yelling became louder Bill pulled the phone from his ear and yelled into the mic. “Ich werde mit Ihnen später auf Wiedersehen sprechen!” I will talk to you later, bye!

With a quick snap of his wrist he closed the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

“He is coming here.” Bill turned to her and smiled.

Dani saw the pavement rush up to meet her as her world went black.

AN: DDDDItalicizedDDDD means their speaking in German.

Note to Claire and Melina, I’m using the DDDD so it is easier to find the place to put the italic in html, also I think this is a little dry, but oh well… any suggestions?

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Once Tom, David and Fillip, one of the senior body guards, landed in Nanaimo they had very little trouble finding the tiny hospital, which was more of a medical clinic, and locating Dani’s room. Jost and Fillip has stayed in the waiting room as Tom went ahead, claiming he wanted to yell at his brother first.

He burst through the hospital room’s door, and quickly scanned the room until he spotted the lanky form of his brother. Bill was standing by the window staring out at the quite town, playing with a piece of jewellery.

He ignored the girl in the bed as he made a beeline for his brother. DDDD “You absolute idiot, what were you thinking coming here all by yourself, and not even telling me!” DDDD

Bill spun around quickly, placed his hands on his hips and glared at his brother. DDDD“I knew you would stop me if I told you, and someone had to confirm that it’s your kid. I knew you wouldn’t be man enough to come here yourself, so I did it for you,” DDDD Bill spoke sassily and pursed his lips.

Tom fumed. He started shouting obscenities at his twin, calling him every kind of fool, in every degrading way. He paced and flung his arms as if to punctuate every expletive. Bill rolled his eyes and did his best to ignore his twin; he played with his tongue ring and his mind wandered aimlessly until he heard grumbled words from the hospital bed.

“Will someone, please shut that fucking thing up?”

Tom froze.

Bill mentally giggled at the image Tom made; mouth agape and arms still flung wide, face frozen in an expression of surprise, but he decided Dani was more important than making fun of his twin and rushed to her side. “Dani, you awake Hun?” he questioned his face contorted in worry.

There was a grunt, followed my Dani’s fingers grabbing Bill’s shirt collar. She pulled him so close that their noses almost touched, he stared into her bleary eyes and watched as she blinked a few times.

“Did you finally kill that fucking parrot?” There was an indignant-(and decidedly parrot-like)-squawk from Tom, following that question, and Bill smirked.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Bill hadn’t seen this side of Dani; mind you he had only known her for a little over twelve hours, four of which were spent with her unconscious, but he was a little surprised at her ferocity. She had sworn almost as much as Tom in the last ten minuets, complaining about just about everything.

Dani kept poking at the IV -to quote her- ‘jabbed’ into her arm, until Bill finally convinced the nurse down the hall to take it out, a twenty helped speed the process along.

Tom spent most of the time dumb-struck; she kept insulting him, whether on purpose or not. It was rather obvious she didn’t like him much, and Tom wondered how, and why, she had ever charmed him into her bed. Compared to many of his conquests she was rather plain, but that was like comparing a poppy to a rose (or roses, in this case) when they were surrounded by dandelions.

After a while her mood changed, and instead of insulting Tom. “Bill? I’m hungry,” She pouted, and oddly enough Bill felt his aggravation melt at the look. Tom though, felt even grumpier, not only had Bill ignored him the whole time, on top of being insulted almost constantly by the room’s only female occupant, now he had to deal with miss needy.

“What do you want?” Bill asked.

“Gummy-bears-” Bill smiled at this, he loved gummy-bears. “-with ketchup,” she finished, and bill frowned.

“You can’t have ketchup with Gummy-bears,” Tom shot, and Bill nodded in agreement, it would be a crime.

“Why not?” She retorted, “I think it would taste great.”

“That’s just gross,” Bill intoned and received a surprised look from Dani.

“Not you too!” she wailed.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

After Dani was released form the hospital, they went out for lunch. Tom had remained quiet up until the point when Bill and Dani had started talking about their tastes in music.

“I really dislike Rap music, I mean sometimes you can’t even hear what is being said, what kind of music is that?” Dani giggled over a plateful of food, to which Bill clapped his hands and pointed to Tom.

“Don’t let Tom hear you say that,” Bill laughed and Tom felt like strangling him.

“Don’t Talk like I’m not here, I might not be able to read English, but that doesn’t mean I don’t understand or speak it,” Tom interjected angrily. “I think, your choir can just suck mine, who wants to listen to a bunch of stuck up preppies screech their vocal chords, and your eardrums, into oblivion?” Bill choked on his mouthful and turned startled eyes to his brother.

DDDD“Tom that is so rude! What has gotten into you? You’ve been cranky since you got here,”DDDD Bill asked his brother. Dani’s face was priceless in Tom’s opinion; she looked absolutely gob-smacked.

“It’s rude, to speak in a language that Dani doesn’t understand Bill,” Tom smartly retorted as he folded his hands across his chest.

“Have you ever even listened to choir music, you egotistical prick?” Dani shouted and unknowingly mirroring Tom’s pose as Bill just sat there watching the two most headstrong people her had ever known bicker about music taste of all things.

It lasted a good twenty minuets interspersed with angry eating from Dani and a series of scoffs from Tom. Finally David decided it was time to interrupt. “I’m sorry boys but we should be going back soon, Dani it was a pleasure.” He stretched his hand out for Dani to shake. She took it with a look of bewilderment on her face.

“Nonsense David, we have to at least give Dani a ride home, right Tom?” Bill protested. Tom’s scowl darkened for a moment.

“Whatever.”

Bill insisted that David pay for everyone’s food, to which David grumbled but conceded, figuring that it was probably better to humour the Diva until they were in a more private setting, Bill would be getting an earful on the flight home.

As everyone filed out of the restaurant David pulled Dani to the side, he held out a stack of one hundred dollar bills to her. “This is for your trouble, now we at Universal™ would greatly appreciate it if you would keep quiet about this whole matter, we don’t need the press involved. This should be enough to deal with your problem.” He then helped her out the door and into the car.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

AN: DDDDItalicizedDDDD means their speaking in German. Also I listened to “ich bin dien gummibear” while writing this chapter it just seamed to fit, look it up on You-tube, also thank you to my Beta kuhlaire, and GodSentAnAngel for their help.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Once Tom, David and Fillip, one of the senior body guards landed in Nanaimo they had had very little trouble finding the tiny hospital that was more of a medical clinic, and locating Dani’s room. Jost and Fillip has stayed in the waiting room as Tom went ahead, claiming he wanted to yell at his brother first.

Tom ignored the girl in the bed as he made a beeline for his brother. DDDD “You absolute idiot, what were you thinking coming here all by yourself, and not even telling me!” DDDD

“Will someone, please shut that fucking thing up?”

Tom froze.

There was a grunt, followed by Dani’s fingers grabbing Bill’s shirt collar. She pulled him so close that their noses almost touched, he stared into her bleary eyes and watched as she blinked a few times.

“Did you finally kill that fucking parrot?” There was an indignant-(and decidedly parrot-like)-squawk from Tom, following that question, and Bill smirked.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

Bill hadn’t seen this side of Dani; mind you he had only known her for a little over twelve hours, six of which were spent with her unconscious, but he was a little surprised at her ferocity. She had sworn almost as much as Tom in the last ten minuets, complaining about just about everything.

Dani kept poking at the IV-to quote her- ‘jabbed’ into her arm, until Bill finally convinced the nurse down the hall to take it out, a twenty helped speed the process along.

Tom spent most of the time dumb-struck; she kept insulting him, whether on purpose or not. It was rather obvious that she didn’t like him much, and Tom wondered how, and why, she had ever charmed him into her bed. Compared to many of his conquests she was rather plain, but that was like comparing a poppy to a rose (or roses, in this case) when they were surrounded by dandelions.

After a while her mood changed, and instead of insulting Tom, she began complaining that she was craving food and the strangest foods too.

“Bill? I’m hungry,” she pouted, and oddly enough Bill felt his aggravation melt at the look. Tom though felt even grumpier, not only had Bill ignored him the whole time, on top of being insulted almost constantly by the room’s only female occupant, now he had to deal with miss needy.

“What do you want?” Bill asked.

“Gummy-bears,” Bill smiled at this; he loved gummy-bears, “with ketchup.” She finished, and Bill frowned. “You can’t have ketchup with Gummy-bears,” Tom shot, and Bill nodded in agreement, it would be a crime.

“Why not?” She retorted, “I think it would taste great.”

“That’s just gross,” Bill intoned and received a surprised look from Dani.

“Not you too!” She wailed.

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

After Dani was released from the hospital, they went out for lunch. Tom had remained quiet up until the point when Bill and Dani had started talking about their tastes in music.

“Don’t let Tom hear you say that,” Bill laughed and Tom felt like strangling him.

“Don’t talk like I’m not here, I might not be able to read English, but that doesn’t mean I don’t understand or speak it,” Tom interjected angrily, “I think your choir can just suck mine, who wants to listen to a bunch of stuck up preppies screech their vocal chords, and your eardrums, into oblivion?” Bill choked on his mouthful and turned startled eyes to his brother.

“It’s rude to speak in a language that Dani doesn’t understand, Bill.” Tom smartly retorted as he folded his hands across his chest.

“Have you ever even listened to choir music, you egotistical prick?” Dani shouted and unknowingly mirrored Tom’s pose as Bill just sat there watching the two most headstrong people her had ever known bicker about music taste of all things.

It lasted a good twenty minutes interspersed with angry eating from Dani and a series of scoffs from Tom. Finally David decided it was time to interrupt. “I’m sorry boys, but we should be going back soon, Dani it was a pleasure.” He stretched his hand out for Dani to shake. She took it with a look of bewilderment on her face.

“Nonsense David, we have to at least give Dani a ride home, right Tom?” Bill protested. Tom’s scowl darkened for a moment.

“Whatever.”

*~~~Baby~~~Kaulitz~~~*

One week later:

David stared at the legal sized envelope on his hand, it was addressed to Bill and had come through the private postal address, but David knew what was inside. That little Whore had refused to abort the blob, and had instead gone ahead with her plans to test the baby’s DNA. He now held the information that could prove or disprove her claim.

But Tom would never have his blood taken and his DNA would never be tested against that of the whore's kid. It would be best if the boys simply forgot about this whole fiasco, so with his decision made, the envelope joined the stack of mail he had already confiscated.

*~~~*

Dani sat in her soon to be empty bedroom absolutely shocked, Kyle had wigged out on her stating that she was now a responsible adult and should be living on her own, and not to expect any charity just because she had gone and got herself knocked up, Clair hadn't spoken a word but she refused to look her daughter in the eye.

Dani paused to think of all the things that had happened to her in the few short weeks since Bill and Tom had left.

She had received the results on her baby's DNA test, of course with no sample of the father's blood it was impossible to prove that Tom was the father, but Dani had sent a copy of the file to the address Bill had given her. She had tried phoning but the number was unavailable every time she called.

Kaisha had become very jealous after Dani told her of her one night stand with Tom, and had totally flown off the deep end when she had explained that she was pregnant. Kaisha came from a very upper class Catholic family, and although sex out of wedlock was not unheard of, staying pregnant was.

Slowly, bit by bit, her life was falling apart. The semester at Ashton had just finished, and without a place to live Dani felt sure that it would be her last one there.

Kyle and Clair had just left for the weekend saying that they expected her and all of her stuff to be gone when they got back on Monday. She stared at her phone, what were the chances that if she called him now she would actually get through? Probably very slim, with a heavy heart she closed her phone and went to pack up her things.

She would make it through on her own, she had to.

*~~~*

Bill couldn't forget Dani; she was almost constantly in the back of his head, the things she had said, her funny mannerisms and most of all her smile. He was having a hard time concentrating; his mind would keep wandering, visiting every scarce memory he had of her, again and again, and repeating it like a day long mantra.

Tom noticed the absentmindedness of his usually boisterous and hyper brother, at first he would zone out for minutes on end, he would lick his lips and his eyes would shine but over the weeks the shine died and was replaced by worry and the lip licking was replaced by lip biting.

As opposed to Bill, Tom had nearly forgotten the unfortunate meeting with the girl, but not the reasons for it, one thought constantly nagged at him, that he might be a father. He didn't want to be a father, he was too young, but something told him it was true, that the kid was his. Every time he saw his face in the mirror he caught himself wondering if his kid would look like him, whether it would be a boy or a girl, but most of all he found himself wondering if he could have tried a little harder, if he could have made it work.

*~~~*

Housing was scarce, but Dani managed to find a job as a live-in housekeeper for a well to do family in Victoria. The house was large but well suited to the size of family that lived there. The Epp's were a large family of twelve, Dani found it hard to believe that one woman could have so many children, they owned and ran the Epp Architectural Engineering firm, and were extremely proper in all that they did, Dani felt like she had been hired to clean toilets for the queen, everyone but the father treated her as their personal servant, but she was thankful for the pay and somewhere to live.

After settling into her new routine, Dani scheduled an appointment with a maternity Dr. in the city. When Dr. Schultz saw her file she immediately sent Dani for an ultrasound.

Dani disliked the cool gel that was smeared on her still mostly flat stomach and the prodding of the ultrasound machine's equally cold 'eye' thingy, she didn't know what they were called but whatever it was, it was uncomfortable.

The Ultrasound technician conversed quietly with the Dr. who, every now and then, pointed at the indiscernible images on the screen. After what seemed like twenty minuets the Dr. turned to Dani, "congratulations Miss Milton, you're going to have twins!"

*~~~*

Dr. Schultz explained that the prenatal paternity test, if done early enough in the pregnancy, was know to be the cause of embryonic cell splitting, resulting as often as not in the occurrence of identical twins.

She went on to explain that carrying twins could be much more difficult than carrying just one, and that Dani should expect to begin to show within the next month or so. She prescribed prenatal vitamins and a regular workout schedule consisting of walks and light swimming.

Dani was still a little shocked when she left the Dr.’s office, but she was calm enough to remember to get her prescriptions filled and get herself lunch, she was eating for three now.

She sat at an outdoor coffee shop, staring at the menu before her. “What should we eat, hmm? Does a hot dog sound yummy to you two?” she spoke to herself, but imagined that her little babies could hear her. The thought of having twins had never crossed her mind; she knew that identical twins were not hereditary so the option hadn’t been open to her as far as she had known. With a secret smile she ordered herself a hotdog with whipping cream, and when it arrived she gobbled it down before heading back to work.

*~~~*

Bill flipped open his phone, he had three missed calls, he eagerly searched through them hopping to see one from Dani, they were all from Andreas. He sighed, had she forgotten about them? Had she decided to keep them away from the baby? Maybe she had simply lost his number, and mailing address?

He had heard absolutely nothing from Dani in the three weeks since he had left. He was eager to see the results of the paternity test, he could hardly wait, but she hadn’t called or sent anything.

He dialled Andreas’ number, “hey Andi, sorry I missed your call, I was in an interview,” Bill spoke into the phone, his tone more than a little subdued.

“Naw, that’s okay. How are you doing? You sound a little down, what’s wrong Billa?” Andi always worried about the twins when they were on tour, but something in Bill’s tone let him know that it was more than just stress and lack of sleep that was bothering his friend.

“Nothing, I’m fine,” Bill lied; he had never been very good at it.

“I know you’re lying Bill. You don’t sound fine, what’s bothering you?” Andi knew there was something that Bill wasn’t telling him, “You know you can tell me anything, right?”

“Yeah I know, it’s just…” Bill sighed, he then told Andreas everything about Dani and Tom, ending with how it was worrying him how she hadn’t phoned or mailed him.

“Maybe she lost your number?” Andreas tried to sooth his worried friend. “And the mailing address?” Bill grumbled. “Were they on the same piece of paper?”

“Yeah…”

“She probably just lost it, you should phone her.”

“I didn’t get her number.”

“Do you still have the envelope from when she sent you the letter?”

“Yeah, it’s in my jewe..erm, accessories box.” Bill didn’t want to say jewellery box, it sounded so...gay. “Was there a return address on it?”

“Yeah, that’s how I found her.” Bill supplied. “Well then you should just send her a letter, you can give her your number again.” Bill thought about that for a moment. “I hadn’t thought of that,” he replied bashfully. “I kind of figured that, but if your so worried about it just send her a letter, I’m sure she just lost your info.”

“Thanks Andi, you’re a good friend.”

“I know.”

*~~~*

“Dani, can I see you in my study?” Dani turned to Gerald Sr. the only person at her new employment that was even slightly civil to her.

“Yes sir,” she answered, a little surprised that he wished to talk to her, he had never said more than a few words in passing to her. She walked into the room and he shut the door behind her. He motioned for her to take a seat in the old Victorian style lounge in front of his large desk. He made his way to his desk and opened a drawer, withdrawing an envelope from it, he handed it to her. “This came for you this morning,” he offered.

The envelope had been opened, but it was what was inside that drew her attention. Inside was a letter from Bill, in it he asked how she and the baby were doing, if she had the results back from the test yet, it also spoke of how the tour was going and how Tom had actually said something about being a father the other day. It would have been very clear to anyone who had read it that Dani was pregnant with a rock star’s baby.

Dani gulped nervously and looked up at her employer. “Y-you read this?” She asked, scared that he actually had.

“Yes,” he answered, “and I’m willing to keep it's contents a secret for a small favour,” he finished as he leered at her, a look she had never seen on his face before, it made her shiver in repulsion, he was not an ugly man but well on his way to fifty, not to mention married.

“I don’t think I could do what your asking of me sir,” she spoke quickly, “what would you wife think?”

“She wouldn’t know,” he offered.

“No, I can’t do that sir,” she replied stubbornly, as she stood, what kind of man would ask such a thing from his employee, let alone a pregnant one?

“Oh well then, that’s it for now, you may leave,” his tone scared her, but she obeyed and quickly left the room.

Once she was gone, Gerald Sr. picked up his phone and dialled. “Hello? My name is Gerald Epp; I have in my employ a girl who is pregnant with the child of a German rock star.”

*~~~*

Dani opened the front door expecting one of Mr Epps associates to be standing there, instead, there was a man holding a microphone and another man behind him with a video camera balanced on his shoulder.

“Yes, can I help you?” Dani felt a weird fluttering in her stomach, something she had come to recognize as a warning that something bad was about to happen.

“Yes you can, I’m looking for Dani Milton, are you her?” He smiled, and Dani couldn’t shake the impression she got of a shark smiling at its prey. “Y-yes,” she stuttered unsure if she should have answered. The man beamed even harder and pressed the microphone to her face.

“Is it true that you are pregnant with the child of German rock star Tom Kaulitz?”

AN just a note to you all, the letter was forwarded by Dani’s mom to her new residence, k? just thought I’d clear it all up, it didn’t really work into the scene so I though I’d put it here.

*~~~*

I-I’m sorry but I’m on duty right now,” Dani almost shouted and attempted to close the door, but Mr. Epp appeared beside her and held the door open.

“Yes it is true, I have proof right here.” Gerald Sr. held up a copy of Bills letter to Dani. Dani gasped and made to grab the sheet of paper form the man, but he was expecting it and handed the letter to the reporter. “This is a copy, you can keep it,” Gerald offered, a grin spreading across his face.

Dani felt like screaming, that man had sold her out to the press, and how the heck did the press even know who Tom Kaulitz was, Tokio hotel wasn’t very well known in Canada.

*~~~*

it had been three weeks since the news had gotten out of a girl in Canada claiming to be pregnant with Tom Kaulitz baby, and David was having a very hard time keeping the news away from the twins, there had been a flood of interview invites to talk about the rumours and David had turned them all down, the boys would not hear about it.

There had also been a rush of fan mail from other girls claiming to be pregnant with Tom’s, Bill’s, and some even Georg’s baby, among them another letter from Dani asking for help with dealing with the press, that letter joined the ones already in David’s drawer.

*~~~*

“Now we have the boys from Tokio Hotel joining us,” The Viva musica interviewer shouted happily at the crowd. The crowd, which mostly consisted of girls, screamed and cried as the band members mad their way onstage.

“Welcome, welcome, so how is the new tour going?” the interview started off normal, but halfway through Kris, who was the interviewer, asked a question none of the boys had expected.

“So, what about these rumours of a Kaulitz baby, what do you have to say about that?” the boys were quiet for a moment, Tom was the first to recover.

“I haven’t heard anything of the sort, when was this?” he smiled his playboy smile at the camera, and Bill nudged him with his elbow.

“We have a clip; can we play the clip now?” Kris laughed as she asked for the clip to be played. Bill’s eyes nearly fell out of his head, the clip started with a reporter knocking at the door of some big mansion like house. When the door opened Bill barely recognized Dani, her hair was longer and she was wearing some ridiculous maid’s uniform. The clip was in English but with German subtitles, the reporter asked is she was Dani Milton, and when Dani tried to close the door she was pushed to the side by another man, Bill got a good look at her growing belly.

The man held out a piece of paper, which the camera zoomed in on, and Bill recognized the letter he had sent to Dani, his distinctive writing was easy to read, Bill was thankful that it was in English and most of the viewers wouldn’t be able to read it. The clip was paused and Kris began to speak. “We actually have a translation of the letter and it reads as such…”

Bill actually wished that he wore baggy clothes like his brother so that something could just swallow him up, he knew he was in for it when the band returned to the hotel. Tom began to fidget uncomfortably next to him, and Bill wondered if it was because he wanted to hit him, or if it was because he was as uncomfortable and nervous as he was.

There was some booing in the crowd, and shouts of ‘lying skank’ and other such derogatory insults.

“Now with the girl’s reluctance to cooperate with the press I’m rather inclined to believe that it might be true.”

Bill swallowed hard and prepared his answer, he may as well tell, he was already in for the lecture of a lifetime. “We actually became aware of Dani’s claim in June, and I when tot go visit her to see if she could prove it, we have yet to receive the results from the paternity test.” He felt Tom shift in his seat again, and when Bill turned to look at him he saw how scared and nervous he looked. Bill turned his gaze to David who was just behind the wall separating the set form back stage, he was white as a ghost but nodded for Bill to continue.

“So it’s been two and a half months since you found out, and she still hasn’t sent the results, that sound suspicious. But why did you go and see her isn’t the baby rumoured to be Tom’s?” Bill had no idea what to say to that.

“Yeah, she says it’s mine, but Bill was the only one who had free tie so we sent him down. I actually flew down to meet her the next day, she seemed sweet enough, but I can honestly say I can’t remember if I ever, you know, spent tie with her before that time. We’ll just have to wait and see what the paternity test says.”

“Alright that’s fair enough I suppose, but we actually have the results from the babies DNA sampling, but of course there are no DNA samples from Tom to test them against, we also have photos from the most recent ultrasound, can we see those please,” Kris seemed to be greatly enjoying the twin’s discomfort.

*~~~*

David was going to have an aneurism, all his careful planning thrown out by an overeager interviewer, he was back stage right now looking over all the evidence that the press had collected on Dani Milton. It was defiantly incriminating, they would have to either disprove it all, or bring Dani in.

AN I have to honestly say, I had no idea David was so young, I imagined him as this forty-something balding dude, but no he’s even kind of hot…

I listened to ‘Run’ by snow patrol and ‘Every You Every Me’ by Placebo through this whole chapter, it just put me, oddly enough, in the right mood. Anyway loves to my beta Kuh-laire, and all my readers, reviews really do get me writing faster. ;)

Thank you to tokiokiss for the favourite on my story.

Dani had taken to wearing her father’s oversized hoodie again, only this time it was to hide her stomach’s obvious bulge. She had found it very hard to hide form the press since the unfortunate incident at her former place of employ, she had quit that very day.

She had been bombarded by reporters for weeks until she had finally found a way to remain unnoticed, she felt ridiculous wearing sunglasses at night but it was the only way, she had also died her hair, it was more of a honey blonde now and it fell to just below her shoulders.

The eating habits had gotten worse, she was on her way to a nearby convenience store to buy ice-cream to go with her red bell peppers, and something about the combination just seemed so…right, she hadn’t tried it yet, mind you. Sometimes her weird cravings ended up tasting really, really good, and other times she actually had an excuse to throw up afterwards, which happened often enough despite the compatibility of her foods of choice.

She was always hungry but had a really hard time keeping things down, and it wasn’t just morning sickness, the Dr. explained that she was probably having mild allergic reactions to certain things she was eating, and to keep away from certain foods, some of which were easier than others.

Gummy-bears were a regular staple, not only were they cheap, they managed to stay down, as long as she didn’t pair them with ketchup. Pickles were a definite No-No; they gave her the most embarrassing case of gas.

With a grunt Dani managed to open the glass door to the mini freezer, they really did place these things too low to the ground, she began rummaging through the different boxes of ice-cream and finally decided on three that looked like they would go well with peppers.

The clerk looked at her strangely but didn’t say anything. Dani noticed that the tabloids were sporting her face again, along with Bill’s, frowning she picked up one and added it to her purchase.

The clerk looked at her picture on the tabloid and then back at Dani. “Are you, Dani Milton? Can I have your autograph?” The girl exclaimed as she reached below the counter to pull out a sharpie.

Dani smiled nervously, no one had asked for her autograph before, and the girl seemed nice enough, she wasn’t shouting obscenities at her and calling her a whore. “Sure,” she signed her name on the girls own copy of the magazine, the girl then said that her purchases were on the house and handed Dani her bags.

Dani felt much better; for once she had received a smile and kindness instead of insults and a sneer. She felt a tear make its solitary way down her cheek, for once in a very long time life didn’t seem so bad.

*~~~*

“Bill, I need to talk to you.” David knocked on Bill’s hotel room door.

“Yeah, just a second.” He heard Bill’s sleepy voice answer, and a couple of moments later a dishevelled Bill opened the door, rubbing at his eyes. “What?” He asked irritably. David held out the stack of letters he had in his hand.

“These are for you, I had thought it best that I keep them, but since this all got out of hand I figured that because you know her the best, you should be the one to go and get her.” Bill ripped the stack of letters from David’s hand, they were all addressed to him, and he opened one and quickly scanned the lines. It was a letter from Dani.

Quickly he opened all of the envelopes, they were all from Dani, and the large one held the results from the paternity test sampling. “You’re a fucking bastard David. I can’t believe you confiscated my personal mail! This could have all been avoided if I had only known,” he held up a letter, “in this one she says her parents kicked her out, If I had known about this I could have gone to get her, this whole press catastrophe could have been avoided David,” he turned form his manager walking further into his room, scanning the lines of each letter.

David followed him in; he had only been trying to protect his band, now everything was a mess. “Go get her Bill,” he spoke softly, an angry Bill was not a pretty sight, and he didn’t want to provoke him any farther.

“Don’t think I won’t. Tom and I will be taking a month break; I’m going to take her home to Mom. You can go now, have a plane ready first thing in the morning.” Bill couldn’t believe the nerve of the man, no one had the right to keep his personal mail form him. With an irritated sigh Bill began packing his things.

*~~~*

David didn’t usually let Bill tell him what to do, but in this case he felt it was best to do as he had said. A break to take care of the Kaulitz baby would be accepted by the public, he flipped his cell open to call Universal (tm).

*~~~*

Bill actually felt like slapping David a good one, the man was insufferable. When Bill had told him to get him a flight in the morning, he didn’t mean three am. Thankfully his seat was first class and at least he could aspire to sleeping in the mostly comfortable chair.

His mind though, wouldn’t let him settle down; it kept running in circles shouting and all around being happy at the prospect of seeing Dani again, if it wouldn’t have seemed so strange he would have laughed at himself, but there was an elderly gentleman that was already giving him strange looks, he didn’t want to attract anymore attention.

The last letter he had from Dani was just before the press got a hold of her, he memorized the return address. Soon, very soon he would see her again, soon he would be able to wrap her in his arms and make it all better, soon he would take her home to his Mom and everything would work out.

Bill hadn’t spoken to Tom before he left, it was such an ungodly hour, he instead left him a text message, he really hoped his brother wouldn’t flip out on him like last time, at least this time he had David’s permission to be doing this. He closed his eyes.

*~~~*

When he opened his eyes, he could see the sun rising over the icy ocean, it was a beautiful site. They were flying somewhere over the Arctic Ocean and were about half way through the nine hour flight. He had fallen asleep, he was greatly thankful for that. With an almost silent grunt he rose and made his way to the bathroom.

After cleaning up his appearance he decided to give Tom a call. Deciding not to risk using his cell phone he made his way back to his seat and used the courtesy phone that was provided. With a quick swipe of his credit card and entering of the digits, he finally heard his brother’s voice.

“Who the hell are you and why are you calling me?” Bill almost laughed; his brother was just as much a morning person as he was.

“It’s me, Bill; I’m on a plane to Nanaimo.” He waited for his brother to explode, it didn’t happen.

“Yeah I know, David woke us all up at the crack of dawn, he explained the whole situation, I just wish that little miss needy didn’t have to come home with you, which reminds me we have a four week vacation too,” Tom’s voice answered calmly.

“Oh,” was all Bill could say, until his anger at David resurfaced, “did he tell you how he had been confiscating my personal mail?”

“Nope, but he will,” Tom stated, Bill could almost see the ‘beat on Jost’ fest that was going to begin as soon as he hung up.

“I’ll be going then, I’ll let you get to whatever it is you’re going to do, have fun, and give him a knuckle sandwich for me okay?” Bill laughed, and Tom agreed.

*~~~*

And TOM….I don’t think in need to say anything else, except perhaps that David does need to survive, so it won’t be that bad, unfortunately…

Thank you to cardio hip hop, for keeping me awake while writing this chapter And my fingers for not refusing to type this up. As always a BIG thank you to my beta Kuh-laire, and GodSentAnAngel, I had a lot of fun with this chapter…

*~~~*

Isabella screamed with excitement when she opened her front door. There in front of her was the one thing she never would have thought that her father would have gotten her for her birthday, and the one thing she truly wanted. Bill Kaulitz was standing outside her front door.

“I Love you daddy,” she screamed over her shoulder as she rushed forward to hug the man of her dreams.

Bill was more than slightly stunned, he had definitely not expected to be recognized, let alone attacked. With a shriek of surprise he tried to duck from her embrace, he was immediately thankful that Saki was only a few steps behind him and he used his bodyguard to his advantage, with a fancy little spin and a few steps he was hiding behind his personal wall of flesh and muscle.

“Save me, Saki!” He almost shrieked, and Bill made a mental note to try not to sound so much like a girl in the future. Isabella stopped in front of the burly man hiding her birthday present form her, “who are you?” She spoke sassily as she placed her hand on her cocked hip, lips thrust out in a pout.

“Who are you?” Bill called cautiously over Saki’s shoulder.

“I am Isabella Marita Epp, and you are my birthday present,” she spoke her name in a flourish and the rest of the sentence in an it-is-fact tone. Bill pulled back from Saki a bit, completely shocked, she thought he was here for her?

“Um, sorry but I’m looking for Dani Milton, is she here?” He questioned instead of commenting on her statement. The Bitch’s (that is what Bill had decided to call her) face fell into a sneer.

“Why would you be looking for her, shouldn’t your brother be here instead?”

Just then a slightly familiar man made his way out the open door, before Bill could even register what was going on, Saki was gone, and the next thing he knew the older man was on his butt nursing his jaw, with a very angry looking Saki standing above him.

“S-saki!” Bill stuttered, completely taken aback by his bodyguard uncharacteristic behaviour.

“What the hell was that for!” The man groaned out between clenched teeth

“Daddy!” Shrieked the Bitch. Saki quickly rambled off in German, he turned to Bill to translate, and Bill blushed darkly, he wasn’t going to repeat those words in English, no way. When Saki explained just who the man was, Bill’s mind clicked and he translated Saki’s entire rant word for word with a grin on his face. When he was done the man and his daughter looked at him like he was insane.

“So, where is Dani?” Bill finally asked with a very large grin, now he felt that he had the couple’s absolute and total attention.

“She moved out, the day that that reporter showed up, I think she’s still living in that crappy apartment that she had us send her things to,” answered the Bitch, who it seemed had finally understood that Bill was not her birthday present. She quickly mumbled the address to him; at least she had been good for something.

Bill turned to leave but was stopped by Saki’s voice, he rumbled to Bill, and an even bigger smile moved across Bill’s face, he turned to the man and his bitch of a daughter. “Here is my lawyers business card, I assume you’ll be hearing from him fairly soon, he will be representing Dani. You might want to rethink your employer ethics it’s against the law to confiscate anyone’s personal mail.”

With that done Bill headed back to the car, Saki not far behind.

*~~~*

“Hey David, how’s it going?” David gulped when he saw the look on Tom’s face; this wasn’t going to be pretty.

“N-now now, Tom please try to remain calm, perhaps we could work this out in a way that doesn’t include your fists and my face?” David stuttered as he backed away from the enraged teen.

“Yeah, how about my knee, your stomach, or my foot, your groin, or,” Tom sang, “we can settle this like modern men, and Bill and I will see you in court.” Tom’s face darkened, he now had David up against the wall.

“It’s against the law to confiscate personal mail, you bastard,” Tom flashed an evil grin, “I think a good beating would be so much more gratifying that a couple days in court, don’t you?”

He let his fist fly.

Unfortunately Georg and Gustav burst their way into the room before Tom could do too much damage and reluctantly pulled Tom away from their still mostly conscious manager. “Wow Tom, you really gave him a nice one,” Georg congratulated Tom on David’s newly minted set of black-eyes and Gustav grunted his agreement.

Jost groaned as Gustav gave him an experimental nudge with his foot, “I think we should call the hotel nurse,” he stated, “he’s pretty bad Tom.”

“He deserved it,” Tom offered.

AN: Yay! I love saki and I love Bill! But you know what has really got me writing? All of your awesome reviews, I honestly thought that no one would like this fic ‘cause it wasn’t a slash, but you ALL proved me wrong, thank you so much!

work!

2008-02-13T16:08:00.002-08:00

Well, I got a promotion at work, i am now called a team leader. woo hoo for me!!

Met this cool dude at a halo party, it was super fun!

anyway, looking back at my last post, i had it easy! i know work almost full time ( which really is nothing to complain about)
11-7:54 everyday but sat/sunday.
also i work in the office now, next session though i won't have so many hours, it's be hard too keep up in the money department.

Loves to yous all!

Loving James Blunt's CD Back to bedlam.

waiting... daily

2007-09-10T12:52:00.000-07:00

I wake up the instant before my alarm goes off, with only 6 hours of sleep I feel surprisingly awake.
The sensation last for only a moment when I notice it is still dark outside.
I sit on my bed for a minuet as images of last night’s dreams filter through my scattered mind. Finally I reach over and turn off the swelling strains of Bach.

Today I am happy, today I get a ride to work.
I leave an hour early, my mom is MOD today.
When I get to work, i waste my time in the change room.
When I get on deck I begin the three longest most boring hours of my day, nothing exciting happens, I try my best to stay awake, my best to appear alert.
I take my time walking around the pool deck and stop at each post for exactly five minutes, slowly ticking off my daily torture. It is hot and humid, I use my water bottle to splash water on myself trying to cool down. I wear a fake smile, showing the world how much I love to guard, at least when I teach the time seems to fly by…
Lord please make the time go faster…” I offer a pleading prayer.
Three and a half hours later, I am free to go, to go home for three hours and await my return to my second job, to teach.
I run up the stairs to the change room, I spend exactly five minuets in the hot tub, and am quickly dressed, I order my lunch and wait for my mother to finish her class, so I can go home and wait some more…

Sadness

2007-09-09T20:14:00.000-07:00

how much sadness can a single being hold?
how much sadness before they break?
before thier heart lies dead and cold?

lonliness is my sanctuary
my hiding place
i will not let you in
i fear the pain you may cause

my pathetic heart can take no more
i've built a wall and i will not let you in
I'm nursing my already open sore

lonliness is my prison
my self constructed jail
I cannot let you in
I feal the pain you have caused

and when i let myself cry
the pain was just too much
i willed my heart and eyes to be dry

lonliness is my sanctuary
it keeps my heart afloat
I cannot let you in
I will not feel the pain

i thought you were my friend
but my heart will continue breaking
untill my bitter end

Lonliness is killing me
my secret demise
I will not let you in
you cannot break me again

you left me over somthing stupid
you ruined that which I held most dear

i've run out of rhyims to express my hidden pain
and so i will just continue on
slowly killing myself
I will never let another in becuase of you
no one will ever be as close as i let you be
and this desicsion is what is killing me

i cannot help myself
you were my strength, my safty net
you stood when i could not
you voiced what i could not say

and we on our own will never be what we were together.

okay so that was a little depressing but it got it out
man i am soooooo lonely here at home, the only people i can talk to is you peeps on facebook and blogger, no actual contact with humans is killing me
but it is my own fault, i mean if i liked going out more maybe i woudln't be sooooooo lonly.
right?

Liars and fools; sons and failuresThieves will always say
Lost and found; ailing wanderersHealers always say
Whores and angels; men with problemsLeavers always say
Broken hearted; separatedOrphans always say
War creators; racial hatersPreachers always say
Distant fathers; fallen warriorsGivers always say
Pilgrim saints; lonely widowsUsers always say
Fearful mothers; watchful doubtersSaviors always say

Sometimes I cannot forgiveAnd these days,
mercy cuts so deepIf the world was how it should be,
maybe I could get some sleepWhile I lay,
I dream we're better,Scales were gone and faces lightWhen we wake,
we hate our brotherWe still move to hurt each other
Sometimes I can close my eyes,
And all the fear that keeps me silent falls below my heavy breathing,
What makes me so badly bent?
We all have a chance to murder
We all feel the need for wonder
We still want to be reminded that the pain is worth the thunder
Sometimes when I lose my grip,
I wonder what to make of heaven
All the times I thought to reach up
All the times I had to give
Babies underneath their beds
Hospitals that cannot treat
all the wounds that money causes,
All the comforts of cathedrals
All the cries of thirsty children
this is our inheritance
All the rage of watching mothers -
this is our greatest offense
Oh my God
Oh my God
Oh my God

"Oh my God" jars of clay

sad news

2007-08-26T19:19:00.000-07:00

I'm not sure if you remember or if you ever knew, but there were these twins at my church just about a year old, well when i went away to Montana their mom left their dad and now he only get one kid every other weekend. anyway Hilary remebers me just fine she so sweet, but elijah the one i really liked came to church today and he wouldn't even let me look at him! he used to sleep in my arms! i cried and cried in the bathroom at church it broke my heart. and it will remain in my mind for a very long time

2007-07-06T22:47:00.001-07:00

woah I am soo far behind in my posts!
well worked one week of day camps, it's nowhere near as bad as spring break camps. anyway, met up with Morgan from JLC she's started working at the Y, so excited!!!!!
and i guess you've probably heard about Sophia Right?the ring and all? well we are not too impressed with her. we said she had to appologize to dad about saying he was abusive, thats all, and then we would give our consent for her to be married. well she openly defied us and got engaged anyway. said she had nothing to apologize about, excuse me but when you lie about someone behind thier back and they find out you should apologize! so upset about that right now.
anyway BTYL bye Peeps

Hey Face book is not working for me

2007-05-29T19:24:00.000-07:00

I feel so bumbed out face book is not working for me, so i'm not ignoring you I just can't access facebook. Love you all!

2007-05-21T17:45:00.000-07:00

hey every one! I've been gone, well, sort of.
I am teaching drama camp this summer any Ideas??? i could really use them!
thx
luv so much
thea

woot!

2007-04-30T22:11:00.000-07:00

Read my VisualDNA™ Get your own VisualDNA™

sweet!

2007-04-27T17:51:00.001-07:00

You Are 80% Pure

You're so innocent, it's almost like you're not human.
Taking this test is probably the naughtiest thing you've done in a while!

How Pure Are You?

!URGENT!

2007-04-21T09:40:00.000-07:00

!URGENT!

does anyone actually see this Blog anymore?
I need to know so i can change it if it needs to be changed.
!Urgent!

a quick 'ello

2007-04-18T21:28:00.000-07:00

'ello all, i am finally back, but only shortly. just a quick 'ello and such, check out DR. Who, if you want, it and work are what i have been up to. anyway, i have the flu, and am feeling quite...ripe. ttyl
God bless

mt art

2007-03-24T11:39:00.000-07:00

spring is here LOL

2007-03-22T15:37:00.001-07:00

slide for my nana and baby girl

2007-03-02T10:38:00.000-08:00

Delirium

2007-02-28T21:54:00.000-08:00

Delirium

My body feels too heavy,

Each limb struggles to lift its own weight,

My legs refuse to move

A dull aching pain lingers

Continuously behind each muscle

My thoughts are like those of a dreamer

Perhaps I’ll wake up

Perhaps this IS all a dream

Some strange adventure

Like those dreams

Where you can never

Open your eye’s wide enough

And all the facts get distorted

You know something

important is about to happen

and you become resigned

to the simple truth

You will feel it

You will hear it

But you will never see it.

My thoughts have rambled on

Like this all day.

My throat is so

Swollen I can’t swallow

Yet it is the only thing

That does not hurt

I can feel each breath

On the back of my throat

I can hear each intake

Of breath as it rasps by

My limbs refuse to obey

They are too tired

Too over used

Yet all I have done is sleep

My dreams are haunted

By strange visions

Of people I know

Of people I have known

Of people who are no more

Delirium

thea

2007-02-26T06:56:00.000-08:00

I have a new room! I'm not quite finished it yet but pretty close here are some videos of it :)

P.S. my voice sounds really weird!

reviw for arena

2007-02-14T21:03:00.000-08:00

"Strangers!

or should i be the Stranger? NVM

anyway i'm in a perky mood this evening! cant you tell!?
been sick all week, and when i wasn't sleeping i was at work, working...
yet somehow through all the busy, tieredness of my like i feel happy, could it be 'cause i just finneshed a great book? I think mabey so!

ARENA by Karen Hancock, her first book, very lovable.
kind of a narnia story."

"We intend this for your benefit..."

Those are the last words that Callie Hayes hears on Earth.

Life can be difficult sometimes. Some people go from disappointment to disappointment, never quite figuring out what it is that they need to do to live fulfilling lives. This is Callie's problem. Four years of raising rats and a lifetime of stifling her artistic impulses have rendered her a frustrated nervous wreck. She's acrophobic, lonely, and anti-social--not to the point of being unable to function, but certainly enough to be uncomfortable and shy. Her only real friend is the bubbly, vivacious Meg, who talks her into participating in a psychology experiment held at the University of Arizona.

It's at this point that things begin to go wrong. Everything's a little too perfect. Between the model-handsome lab techs and the creepy homeless guy camped out in the lobby trying to warn people away from the experiment, Callie almost backs out. But after finishing the initial profile and the physical tests, Callie finds that the choice has been taken from her. A lab tech hands her a jumpsuit, a manual, and a backpack full of confusing items, and dumps her unceremoniously into the Arena.

Yes, that's right. Callie Hayes gets abducted by aliens, and deposited on another planet. Shades of The Twilight Zone...

What is the Arena? It's another planet, one filled with dangerous creatures, carnivorous plant life, and murderous people-eating humanoid creatures called Trogs. The rules are simple; follow the white road. Use your manual and the keys provided in your backpack along the way, and you should be out of the Arena in a few hours. Stray from the road, and you're on your own. You may be able to piece together things in your pack to make a primitive rifle called a SLuB-40, and you may be able to eke out an existence shooting everything dangerous and forming mercenary bush camps but ultimately--stray from the road, and the aliens wash their hands of all responsibility towards you.

Of course, nothing is ever quite that simple, and Callie quickly finds out that the perils created in her own mind are much more dangerous than those created by the Arena.

If you've ever read any Christian allegory, you're probably pretty sure where this story is going and what it might mean on the surface. Even if you're not familiar with Christian allegory, you're not going to be too surprised. Follow the road provided by Christ, and get through life quickly, easily and comfortably. Stray from the road to do your own thing, and it sucks to be you...until, of course, you get back on the road.

But here's where Arena distinguishes itself from a lot of modern allegory, and a lot of modern "Christian" fiction. It goes deeper. Author Karen Hancock recognizes that life is not always that cut and dried. Bad things happen to people on the road, and good things happen to people off of it. Things aren't always what they seem, and sometimes people need a good long stint of time off of the road in order to make them appreciate all that comes after it. Sometimes, people just need to try and find their own way, for better or for worse. We're not all perfect Pilgrims, but we're not all evil incarnate either. Sometimes, trying to do the right thing without any understanding of what the right thing really is can do us more harm than good. Callie falls somewhere in the middle of all of that. Her initial departure from the road isn't an act of defiant will, it's an attempt at self-preservation--and once she's strayed, she can't find her way back without a lot of help from other's trapped in the Arena.

And then, the story of the Arena goes even deeper. I'm not going to give a lot away, because much of the meat of the book revolves around what the reader thinks and feels about it, and how far the reader is willing to go into the allegory. In other words, you've just got to check this out for yourself. Suffice it to say, that at it's heart and bare bones, Hancock provides us with an incredibly complex, yet easy to read, allegorical device that holds up on at least four different levels of understanding(that I can think of) and ranks up there with the likes of Pilgrim's Progress and The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe.

Hi

2007-02-14T20:30:00.000-08:00

Strangers!

or should i be the Stranger? NVM

anyway i'm in a perky mood this evening! cant you tell!?
been sick all week, and when i wasn't sleeping i was at work, working...
yet somehow through all the busy, tieredness of my like i feel happy, could it be 'cause i just finneshed a great book? I think mabey so!

ARENA by Karen Hancock, her first book, very lovable.
kind of a narnia story.

mia 2

2007-01-26T15:06:00.000-08:00

MIA

2007-01-26T15:02:00.001-08:00

hi all i have a new quote

2007-01-17T08:21:00.000-08:00

which adequately describes me,

i feel like my brain is on the moon and my communications have a three minuet delay.

by me of course.

also

" Synthea you have the most wonderful comebacks, its such a pity their always fifteen minuets late."
no-one-in-particular.

check out facebook

http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=614520244

yeah so...

2007-01-09T22:27:00.001-08:00

my cousins

2007-01-03T11:55:00.001-08:00

her it is my Big family

2007-01-01T14:26:00.000-08:00

Tea

2006-12-30T13:17:00.000-08:00

Sophia boils the kettle and steeps the tea. She hands a cup to Chloe and as I do not LOVE tea Sophia does not pass me one. I thank God for that because I never had to taste the horrible concoction. Chloe takes a sip and just about throws up. She screeches

“What is this?”

Sophia says

“It’s mint tea.” The she herself takes a sip and again just about throws up, she spits it back into her cup and with a what-is-this look says “Very rotten mint tea.”

She takes Chloe’s cup and goes back into the kitchen this time she throws out the tea and using the newly boiled water makes apple cider. Now I like apple cider, but Sophia thankfully didn’t think of giving me a cup. Once again Chloe takes a sip and whispers to me “what is this?” I sniff it and I answer

“It’s apple cider.”

She takes another sip and says “It tastes like Pee.”

I give a little giggle thinking she just doesn’t like apple cider. Then from across the room I here Sophia say…

“What is this?!”

Once again Sophia takes the cups away and goes into the kitchen; she takes a sip from the kettle and just about chucks her cookies.

Mom earlier that day had gone on a cleaning binge and had filled the kettle with vinegar, but had forgotten about it.

Lessons learned: always check the WATER before you boil.

Oh and, ah… never ask Sophia to make tea

HI I am being ignored by all of you

2006-12-28T18:32:00.000-08:00

and don't deny it. so i will make a last attempt to contact you all and get your attention

anyway here are a few pictures of things at my grandfathers house

I Have a dog!

2006-12-23T15:44:00.000-08:00

Remember how we were babysitting Mia the neighbor's, granddaughter's dog? well the granddaughter gave the dog to us!!!!!! i am so happy here r a few pictures.

also i got an early X-mass present yesterday A sony Digital camera! only thing is that none of my memory cards fit! so i can only take five-seven pictures.

the twelve minutes of my trip to scotland and music

2006-12-14T21:19:00.000-08:00

take this challenge with me

2006-12-13T21:11:00.001-08:00

http://provers-thirty-one.blogspot.com/

Yeah!!!

2006-12-13T20:11:00.000-08:00

I have just been accepted into an apprentice ship at my art school!

I am so happy... and so scared lol

i have also handed in my application to become an aquatic coordinator, one of the bosses!!!

so scary/exciting!

pray for me!

love you

Em's photo site

2006-12-13T17:00:00.000-08:00

by dadoodle

my Blog

2006-12-10T21:59:00.000-08:00

As you can see i have been going through some extravagant changes in my blog i am once agin using a blogger template, but am able to tweak it the way i like, i hope you like it

MIA

2006-12-06T18:22:00.000-08:00

!
ha ha ha i just found the second meaning to the tittle, Mia is the name of the Dog we are babysitting, the title also stands for Missing In Action.

this made me laugh, I just love Mia!
she is a fox faced Pomeranian she is three years old.

Wisdom

2006-12-03T17:09:00.000-08:00

is wisdom the real thing?

Just because you are older does not make you wiser, you may have more of life's experiences under you widening belt, but you may possess no wisdom.

a man may go through life and learn many things and meet many people he may suffer many hardships , but whether or not he learns wisdom from them is my point.

the child in his trust in Christ holds more wisdom than the oldest man with the world of knowledge (once again) under his belt, but with no faith in Christ.

through Christ we ( young and old) gain wisdom, i will say no names but i know elder people who made choice which caused pain to more people than was necessary, the reason for their choice was so petty even a child ( at five years old!) realized how foolish it was.

this little memo thingy may hold no wisdom of its own, and i apologize for what i say and i know i sound all the more prideful and foolish in saying it, But some times ( even though i know i am not a SMART as them) I feel i have more wisdom that those people who live their lives around me and govern mine.

Christ is my beacon, not the men of this world
Christ is my wisdom, the world my foolishness
Christ is my ruler, but i must for a time fallow the petty rules of this world and its leaders.

excuse the tittle

2006-12-01T02:53:00.000-08:00

some of my family

2006-12-01T02:45:00.000-08:00

snow here in Alberta

2006-11-30T19:46:00.000-08:00

long long ago in scotland

2006-11-29T10:57:00.000-08:00

on our third last night, Chloe and I slept in the same bed ( our room set ups allowed two girls to share a bed and one to have a small bed) and since Chloe and I are bff's we had no problem sharing.
So the lights are off, but I need to get up to grab something from the other side of the room, I do so and almost complete my errand (with the lights off) when Chloe says “hang on a minute, there’s something on the roof! Turn on the light." I turn the light on and look above the bed, there on the ceiling is the perfect specimen of a Scotland house spider. See picture bellow.
Anyway we both sprang as far away from it as we could get, Chloe literally jumped five feet! And silently screamed (not wanting to wake the whole house over a silly spider) ha ha silly spider indeed, silly or not we hated it, and neither of us wanted to get close enough to kill it.
After watching the spider ,from the other side of the room, crawl on the ceiling above the bed for about 5 minuets, Chloe a little braver than I decided she would have to kill it.
She grabbed the largest wad of toilet paper I had ever seen (other than rapped around the roll) and stood at the edge of the bed, she lifted her arm above her head...And arm completely stretched out she was still three feet from the ceiling.

Ceilings in Scotland, at least the ones I have seen, are around ten- twelve feet height instead of the average 8-9 feet her in Canada. And so although Chloe is shorter than the average female, it was not necessarily her fault she couldn't reach the ceiling, and I had to tell myself that over and over.
I decided, since I wasn't getting any closer (yes I know I'm a coward), that Chloe needed something to make her taller, and the desk chair would do perfectly! I grabbed the chair and grudgingly stepped closer to the bed and steadied the chair.

Have you ever stood on a chair on a bed? I hope not, 'cause when you fall it really hurts. But Chloe did not stand on the chair, she chickened out, can you blame her? The spider began to run across the ceiling in fast little circles. I thought "we need raid!" and so I grabbed the closest thing, Stephanie's "Extra volume all day hold hairspray" jumped on the bed, and leveled the nozzle at the hideous spider, took a deep breath and sprayed away. It took only a split second fro the spider to let go of the ceiling and fall on the bed...by me feet. Once again I sprang back like a kangaroo. The spider began moving about on the bed, and out of fear I did the only thing I could. I sprayed that spider for a good 2 minutes. he was now embalmed in hairspray his legs still sticking out, he had Ceased to move about three seconds after I started and Chloe had to pull the can out of my hand to stop me. When we eventually worked up the nerve to move the petrified spider, there on the sheets was the outline of the now deceased arachnid.

i just love this movie thing

2006-11-28T07:43:00.000-08:00

dingwall scotland

2006-11-27T22:39:00.000-08:00

my vid from scotland

2006-11-27T22:17:00.000-08:00

I created a Slide Show! Check it out!

2006-11-15T11:41:00.000-08:00

Yeah

2006-11-13T12:31:00.000-08:00

You Are A Good Friend

You're always willing to listen
Or lend a shoulder to cry on
You're there through thick and thin
Many people consider you their "best friend"!

What Kind of Friend Are You?

I created a Slide Show! Check it out!

2006-11-03T14:10:00.000-08:00

Get Your Own! | View Slideshow

I created a Slide Show! Check it out!

2006-11-02T21:11:00.000-08:00

Get Your Own! | View Slideshow

I'm back!

2006-10-26T08:57:00.000-07:00

i am home, i have soo much to tell you, but not very much time. so i will not at the moment attemp to tell you anything. hee hee hee. instead you can look at these pictures, how does that sound? good... and if you said that didn't sound GREAT! i don't care, so there.

I went to loch ness

2006-10-17T10:38:00.000-07:00

her are some picts of loch ness and urcheart castle ( spelling on urcheart is wrong.)

a white swan

lochness 11;oo am

a very foggy morning.

yeah finnaly

2006-10-11T15:38:00.000-07:00

us cramped on the plane

ireland out the plane window

the craziest bus ride of my life!
the driver of this glasgow bus drove very... well lets just say fast.

this is an average street here in scotland, they use all the old buildings and just refurbish and fix them when needed

the average house here in inverness, naa just kidding, but the houses are almost this fancy, this is an architectual firm. i am staying in a ALMOST castle. inverness is right on the inlett that leads to the loch ness (lake ness) we are going on the loch ness tour sometime this week. oooooh fun anyway computer is really slow, at least i got a few pictures in love yaa

thea

some stock photos of inverness

2006-10-05T01:51:00.000-07:00

okay click on tittle

here i am in inverness! scotland!

2006-10-05T00:07:00.000-07:00

I am so happy to be here. Inverness is one of, no wait, the most beautifull city I have seen! Glasgow (we came in from calgary airport there) was so much fun to drive around; all of the buildings are like castles and dated from the 1800 and earlier, then right next the them are modern glass and steel buildings! It is so haphazard! its crazy! The house I am satying in was built sometime in the 1800's it's almost a castle!It is so lush here, I can't post pictures yet but am going to the mall today to day to get the cord i need.
cant wait to send pics love y'all thea

ps. when i get the camera cord working expect a great amount of pictures.

2006-09-29T09:04:00.000-07:00

my auntie linda left for china once again this morning. i cried for quite a bit. i hardly cry but when the tears spill over they are hard to stop. anyway... i am soo excited about my trip i cant think of it or i'll explode! so i'm not gonna think about it.

anyway too much to do luv y'all thea

my life

2006-09-27T09:05:00.000-07:00

today and yeterday and tomorrow is parents day for my swimming kids.
I have had the hardest time sleeping, i woke up this morning ( ha ha) at 1 and didn't fall asleep again till 4:55, the whole time i tried my best to sleep, but just couldn't. i am so nervouse and excited about my trip, you can't tell by looking at me, but the sleeping problems shows it. i'm still plotting the rest of my story, although you havn't read all that i've writen. anyway i bought a new pair of shoes! i love them! here is the pic.

fifth part

2006-09-25T18:16:00.000-07:00

The rest of the summer seemed to the children, to never end. They had gone on many picnics and secret outings, and played many games in the confined rooms of the castle, but now, the dreaded day lay but 24 hours away.

Kian rose from his bed, Aislin had come again last night, as she had every night, tears dripping down off her chin, dreading the thought of his leaving.

She was still asleep and curled into the ball she had formed when Kian flung the blankets off in the middle of the very hot night.

Kian took his time dressing quietly so as not to wake Aislin. Both dreading and cherishing his last day with her, his only friend. They were both their parents only children and he, being a Dukes son, had never been allowed to play with the servants children. Finally he finished his morning routine and resolved to wake Aislin. He leaned over to the far side of the bed to nudge her shoulder, when the door opened. He jerked his head toward the door, startled, and pulled back impulsively from Aislin.

Ewan Temes Stood in the doorway eyeing the two youths, Kian standing and Aislin, His daughter, lying asleep in the bed. Unreasonable anger seared through his veins. Aislin was his and his alone! He opened his mouth to speak but quelled the burning words, and stifled his anger. He could give nothing away, especially to Kian, the dukes son! If anyone could take Aislin away from him, Kian could. And if Kian had known the source of that look of enraged jealousy on the lord’s face, he most surely would have taken Aislin away that very day. But the lord Temes recovered quickly and placed a plastic smile on his face.

“ ah, lord Kian, so this is where Aislin has been disappearing to!” he chuckled hollowly.

“ I was beginning to worry about her nighttime disappearances. But I know she is safe with you.” He cleared his throat, walked further into the room and closed the door behind him.

“ I came to tell you, you father sent a post this morning requesting you leave tonight instead of early next morn, he expressed a wish to see you before you headed to the high court.” As he spoke he handed the young lord a note penned in the dukes hand and the broken wax seal revealing the dukes mark.

“ the note was addressed to myself, but your father requested I show it to you, as he assumed you would object unless given proof of such a wish.” Ewan watched Kian’s face change from surprise, to worry, back to surprise, to rebellion and finally, resigned obedience.

Fourth part to my story

2006-09-19T21:51:00.000-07:00

After breakfast Kian and Aislin went into the courtyard, where the morning sun had dried up the previous nights attempts at flooding.

They spent the rest of the morning running about the inner courtyard playing little games and stopping to enjoy the warm early summer’s sun.

When lunch rolled around they were called in to the castle to watch, or listen to, in Aislin’s case, the summer solstice’s yearly ritual of putting out the castle’s main fire, though the kitchen fires would be kept up, but the rest of the house would spend the summer long without a fire in any hearth.

A great feast was held that night, all of the winters leftover stores were eaten, and a few jugs of last summers ale was brought out for the ‘tasting’. A ritual that included the downing of seven pints of ale, in the quickest time, the winner sat at the head table with the lord of the house. The lord Temes of course could not participate in such events, being the host of such a large party, and preferred to sit at the head table and watch all the crazy things people would do.

It was nearly midnight and Kian and Aislin had snuck off to the castles only tower, to watch the sun set.

“Aislin, me aither is sending me away at the end of summer, to the high Kings court.”

Aislin said nothing, but laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart beat.

“Will yee come back for the winter?” her voice broke a little.

“nay, Ais’in, I’ll be gone, for five strait years. Not ain me own maither will be a seeing me, unless she comes to court herself.

At this point tears filled both Kian and Aislin’s eyes. They both sat down in the light cast by the towers west facing window. Aislin cried quietly until Kian nudged her softly.

“The sun ‘as set now Ais’in, we best be getting to bed. And don’t worry I’ll be with yee the rest of the summer.” With that Aislin calmed down, and they walked down the tower steps and back to their rooms.

third part of my kian aislin story

2006-09-18T15:41:00.000-07:00

Kian woke to Aislin curled around him, and her long, thin fingers tangled in his hair. He was used to it, they had been raised as brother and sister, when her mother died she was two years old and had come to live with his family for a few years. He did not understand that at their age it would be considered improper to be sleeping in even the same room, they had been doing it for years and no one had told them not to. He woke her by untangling himself from her grasp.

Aislin sat up and yawned loudly, stretching her thin arms above her head. Kian had already undressed and was washing in the water basin, when she silently tiptoed back to her room, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

Aislin dressed quietly and efficiently, Kian’s mother had taught Aislin to dress herself when she was six, so that she would not have to rely on anyone for her necessities when she went back to her father’s house.

Kian guided her down the stairs and into the dinning room, although she really needed no help. On her second birthday she and her mother had taken the carriage to town when the carriage tipped over, Blinding Aislin and killing her mother. That was when Aislin had become a big part of Kian’s life.

When they entered the breakfast dinning room a great shout erupted.

“Happy tenth birthday Aislin!” Aislin’s close family and half the house staff where waiting for her in the room. Aislin sat at the head of the table, with Kian to her right and her father to her left. Ewan Temes whispered in his daughter’s ear.
“Happy birthday! My girl is ten years old.” She shied slightly away from him, but a smile stayed on her face, her blind green eyes looked at the spot where Kian sat.

Throughout the birthday breakfast Aislin was handed all sorts of Presents, from rich neighbors to family members to poor servants, who had scraped together what they could to buy the special girl a gift.

lol now chrck this out, i forgot the text!

2006-09-15T15:38:00.000-07:00

this is so funny! a crazy weather, man? please check it out

try this out

2006-09-11T14:23:00.000-07:00

so fun!

here is the next little bit to the story i posted below

2006-09-10T20:48:00.000-07:00

" warning some things in these next few paragraphs MAY disturb you, or somthing along those lines, but these facts are crucial to the story.

Take the Quiz here!

The House keeper ran from dining hall, where she had been looking, when she heard the shouts. She was breathing hard when she found the two Youths in the main hall, both of them dripping wet.

“Aislin Miare Temes! We’ve been about the Whole castle a’ lookin’ for yee, and now look at yee dripping muddy water all along me cleanly scrubbed floors. Oh, yee’ll be a hearing from yer aither about this ‘un.” The housekeeper, Kelly O’Shauncy’s face was red by the time she finished, and she took a long needed breath, as she looked thankfully at Kian.

“Why Kian, we weren’t expecting yee till t’morrow, but thank the Lord yee came when yee did, or none of us would o’ found her till morning, and by then she’d be dead in this weather.” The house keeper called for blankets, for the young ones, and a stable boy, to put a way the young lord’s horse.

Kian was long in bed, when he heard the lord Temes visit Aislin’s chambers; there was some whispering and a little crying, but nothing out of the normal for a father scolding a naughty child. A short time after the crying had stopped the lord Temes’ candle light passed Kian’s door. After a few moments Kian was almost a sleep, but a little knock at his door woke him completely, he looked at the door, but no light from a candle illuminated the floor. He rose from his bed and walked with his bare feet on the cold stone floor, until he reached the door. He pulled it open and in the light from the dying fire her saw it was Aislin with tears trailing down her cheeks. She did not look at him but went strait to his bed, pulled the sheets up to her chin and fell asleep.

Kian a little drowsy but not unused to this, closed his door and went back to his bed.

He made certain that Aislin was well covered, then lay down and turned to watch her sleep.

“She’s a sweet child. The boy thought to himself as he drifted slowly back to sleep.

Kian was two years older than Aislin, who would celebrate her tenth birthday on the morrow.

Here is a story I have been working on for a long time.

2006-09-08T12:37:00.000-07:00

…I haven’t named it yet, so any suggestions?
Also if you notice any grammatical mistakes, please tell me you’re my test editors ok. I’ll give you credit on the next post if you help was, well helpful.
Anyway don't be freaked by any part of the story, it will work out in the end. I will also only post a bit at a time so you don't get bored trying to read the whole long thing at a time. Ok. Here it is...

It was the eve of the summer solstice’s banquet and a half lit, rainy night, at the Castle home of Ewan Temes, and Aislin his only child could not be found. The servants were running swiftly about the house looking for their Lords blind daughter. No one thought to look outside, for who would go out on such a night, but Aislin was out in the courtyard reveling in the happiness that the rain drops brought to her sightless body. Arms outstretched to the heavens she sang to herself. She was yet a child but in the blackened night she seemed neither Child nor woman, but more of an apparition, a dream and that is how young Kian McFadden saw her.

Standing not three score feet from him, he held his horse’s reins in his one hand and his hat in the other. He had come from his father’s house for the banquet. He had called at the front gate, but with the hubbub about finding the lords daughter, his calls remained unanswered. So he had let himself in at the back courtyard gate, and was about to remount his horse and ride the rest of the way to the stables, when he had seen her, standing, dancing in the rain. His horse nickered softly and Aislin stopped dancing, she turned, and Kian would have sworn she had seen him if he hadn’t known she was blind, and stared right at him, her sightless eyes nevertheless searching the blackness in front of her. She called out.

“Who are yee? Aither? Is that yee aither?” she took a few half steps away from him. Leaving his horse Kian closed the distance between them, calling out for her to stay where she was.

“Kian! Is that yee Kian?” her voice seemed relieved.

“ aye ‘tis me Ais’n, but what’re yee doing’ out in this rain?” he took gentle hold of her hands and led her up to the main courtyard door, and into the main hall of the castle, calling all the while for the master of the house.

oh my

2006-09-04T13:41:00.000-07:00

I havn't posted in forevah!
I have done a lot of art, i'm posting scans of them. i baught the move " the count of monte cristo" i love that movie so much, not to mention Jim cavielzel ( spelling). he plays the main character Edmond Dantes. sophia's just come back from Laura Bosch's wedding.

i am getting so very excited about my trip! can't really explain how excited I am though.
well here are the pictures hope you love em!

thea

check this 0ut Man ,

2006-08-11T23:26:00.000-07:00

you may have to re click the link a few time, and don't press play untill the download bar is rather far along, maby skip the few boring seconds at the begining but these guys are some of the best in my opinoin.

sorry for not blogging for like- evah

2006-08-11T22:26:00.000-07:00

here are some pictures ( put into one) i've been working on lately. i also finnished the mural, and sold the african Princess, $200 and i'm going to scotland in october

my art blog ( for now) Mr hackett is making me a new one

2006-07-28T11:52:00.000-07:00

Visit My Website

wow

2006-07-22T21:55:00.000-07:00

I baught myself an easle on friday, and spent the entire day painting. i almost finnished the painting i was commisioned for and did one of joleen our neighbor. here is the pic of the commisioned one.

thea

wow

2006-07-20T22:29:00.000-07:00

I am soo tired right now, i just finished my first lifguarding shift, from 7pm to 10:15. and then i had to take the bus home, i have a headache and am feeling very sick. well enough complaining.
Onkar was my Co-lifguard today. and since it was my frirst shift he showed me every thing. How to get the water, how to test the water, how to squeegee the deck, how to wash window (yes oddly enough) and how to fill out all the graphs andf attendant sheets, any way i'm of to bed to
tired now.......
bye!

thea

well i had an extremly fun weekend.

2006-07-10T17:00:00.000-07:00

Saturday was my art show and my mothers wedding reception.
A the art show one of my painting was getting many compliments and four women tried to buy it before my nana snuck it out from under thier noses. $150 bucaroos came my way for 9 hrs of work. but it was a stunning debut.

we also saw Pirates of the carabean dead man's chest. it was visually stunning

whent to work again today, oh and before i for get I also got an order to make another painting ( commission) i am sooooo excited

thea

woo whee fun 4 her

2006-07-06T18:49:00.000-07:00

I have had yet another tiring week. My moms wedding reception is on Saturday, and my Aunty Evelyn, Uncle Mickey, Nana, Gramps, and hopefully my Grandpa and aunty bev will be comming. Chris is most likely staying in Fairview for the next three weeks. Sophia is gone and will only be back here in Edmonton for three days, before she leaves for Oregon (?) then off to Ontario and California, fun 4 her huh?
I am staying here, at home, but in September I get to go to the Phantom of the opera and then to the LUX. A very fancy restaurant/pub, I am 18 and I will have my first ladies drink there. but I won't get the slightest bit drunk I hate the taste of alcohol.

my week hasn't been very fun or interesting, to say the least, I have worked everyday from 9-3 ( not excedingly long hours) in the pool, and even thought outside was very hot, the pool was very very cold! BRRR! i think i'm getting sick, so i shall have to rest up on the weekend.

luv y'all.

thea

hey P.s. the 12 is our second aniversary! HAPPY ANIVERSARY BLOG!!!

my over exhausting week

2006-06-30T19:21:00.000-07:00

okay so
saturday: started my NLS course, National Lifesaving Society (yeah I know doesn't make sense for a course but whatev'ah)

sunday : day of rest

Monday :back to NLS. Mp3 player stolen and my pants too, from my locker.

Tue Wed: NLS 8-5

thursday: real spinal at pool, kid flipped into pool hit head on deck stood up, lieguard imobilized spine, EMS called. boy rushed to hospital.

Fire drill at work, ionly took 3 min to clear the building.

Friday Passed my NLS I am Now a lifeguard! yee haw! dropped art off at art school for art show

Saturday July 8 1-4 lynnwood comunity hall Edmonton my art show
Saturday july 8 3-8 parent reception for weding ( wich took place in february.)

that is a sum of my week.

chris is in Gp. area
Sophia is in Monitoba, Win-a-pig hee hee

luv y'all

thea

p.s. if ya wanna talk email me paarthea@gmail.com, i won't answer the emial tho unless you identify yourself in the "subject" space.

2006-06-23T17:38:00.000-07:00

I thought id forgive all of you for not commenting on my story, and post some pictures, wich i find very interesting.

part 6 and finnish of the second storyline

2006-06-02T19:12:00.000-07:00

The great animal had its front talons lodged deeply in the beast’s chest, but the beast had hold of the griffon’s beak and was slowly ripping it open. Roaring with pain, he managed at last to tear his opponent’s beak apart, and the sickening snap caused beauty to scream.

At the sound of Beauty’s scream Wisdom and Truth, stopped attacking the griffon and looked at each other, Beauty was in the room.

The beast pulled the dead griffons talons from his chest and turned around. He stood looking into beauty’s eyes for a moment, and then fell limp to the ground. Beauty leapt to the beasts side, he had many deep cuts running along the front of his body and the deep talon marks were seeping dark blood. The beast’s eyes opened again and he looked once more into beauty’s eyes. The beast began to speak

“I, I…” but his eyes closed and the words stopped

Justice and Repunzle came upon the scene, beauty leaning across the front of the seemingly dead beast, blood on the front of her dress.

They took hold of beauty, and sent Truth ahead, beauty did not resist her siblings pulling her, she felt no need to live, the beast was dead.

It was still early morning when they reached the camp. Nathalie Cried almost incessantly when she heard the beast, her transformed son, was dead.

Beauty sat silently for the remainder of the day, and though Repunzle tried to make her talk of the beast, she still said nothing.

When night fell, the group made their beds and went to sleep, after a while Beauty thought that they were sleeping and slipped away to the castle of Monrough. She entered through the great front door, and made her way to the Kitchen. There lay the beast slowly and wearily breathing. Beauty cried out in shock, she had thought he was dead. When the beast heard her cry, His eyes opened, and she ran to him.

“Why did you come back?” the beast asked in a very weary, almost whispery, voice.

“Because…Because, I…Love you.” Beauty sat stunned for a moment; did she really love him, after so short a time? The beasts eyes closed once again and he slept peacefully. Beauty felt suddenly very tired, and so she laid her head on the beast wounded chest and fell instantly asleep.

Chapter 6

The child came to her; he stooped to look into her eyes and said.

“Never trust ones face as a Judge of their character, it is the soul that makes one beautiful.” And once again the child faded from view.

Beauty reached a hand to wipe the sleep from her eyes, she had been dreaming again, that child, who was he, and what was he? It was dark in the room, and beauty had been sleeping on the floor. Odd, she thought, she remembered falling asleep on the beast’s chest. Beauty stood, and made her way across the room, arms outstretched, to the kitchen cupboards. She found a Candle, lit it and gasped. There lying on the ground close to where the beast had lain, was the prince.

Beauty stifled a scream, she had reentered the nightmare. Inching slowly along the walls towards the door, she kept her eyes on the sleeping form. She had almost reached the door when she bumped something on the counter, it made a small clanging sound and beauty froze. The sleeping Prince rolled over onto his back and groaned slightly, but then lay still. When beauty thought he was asleep again, she moved on, but the pan, which she had knocked, fell on the floor, and the loud clanging woke the prince.

He sat up, breathing heavily. The light from beauty’s candle illuminated his face, and to beauty he seemed different. He looked around startled, and then over at beauty, wide eyed. There eyes met, and then in a soft familiar voice.

“What’s wrong Beauty? It was the beast’s voice, now clear and intelligible, un-slurred. She took a step toward the beast/Prince. He slowly rose from his sitting position, when he stood he began looking at himself, seeing hands instead of paws, he stepped back, and looked up at beauty.

“Am…Am I Human? His eyes pleaded with her that she reply ‘yes’.

“You are. Were you the beast?” she turned her head to the side slightly, ready to run if he changed even the slightest.

“I am…I was; now I am, human again.” He smiled so brightly, and those pale green eyes looked so happy.

“Beauty?” he held his hands out towards her

“Yes?” she stepped forward, eagerly now, almost within reach of his hands.

He smiled roguishly, a fun light coming into his eyes.

They walked hand in hand back to the encampment. Their way illuminated by a soft yellow Moonlight. They spoke little but looked into each others eyes often. If love was ever likened to a light it would be then, for they shone more bright than the sun.

When the reached the camp, they found all asleep, except a child.

He stood glowing, changing and smiling.

“I have kept them sleeping for you, else they would have come, and ruined this happy ending.” He looked about him at the sleeping forms, and slowly one by one they began to stir, as if wakening and slowly the child disappeared.

Nathalie sat up first, and at the sight of her son, swathed in moonlight, she cried out to him.

“Ewan?” she stood and ran to him. They embraced for a very long time, tears mingling with laughter. When the old queen had finished greeting her eldest boy, Repunzle came and hugged him.

Through it all, his eyes rested on beauty, his savior, his love. He came to her and embraced her, and then looking up to the dark sky he breathed a thank you.

Fin of beauty and the beast more to come of the other siblings

part one

2006-05-31T20:46:00.000-07:00

I'm going away and never going back, uh comming...back. yeah, Okay i confess i will stay here untill someone comments on the ( below) story. i will be posting it one chapter at a time starting with,

Nathalie fracture fairy tale.

By Synthea Paarup

One glorious morning the old queen Nathalie sat alone in her tower braiding her long hair, crying softly, when suddenly a great flapping of wings caused her to look up. Five birds, all different, flew into her tower room, one, a dove, landed on her knee. The others: A golden eagle, a white swan, a love bird and a great snowy owl perched upon other places in the room.

Nathalie heard a rather soft “Ahem” sound and she looked down at the dove, surprise on her face.

“Did you say something?”

“Why no dear Queen I did not, I ahemed,” The dove seemed to smile “but now I am going to say something. My name dear Queen, my name is Truth I am the third child of King Hashua, Protector of your world. My brothers, sister and I have been cursed a dreadful curse.” At the mention of his siblings the dove looked around the room at the other birds.

“We have been cursed to forever be birds by day, but ourselves by night. There is only one way to reverse the curse. We, each of us, must find our own true love, only then can we regain our human form by day and night.”

“Truth, what can I, an old woman do to help you young lively birds er...youths?”

The old queen had such a look of sorrow upon her face.

“Are you not, dear queen, ruler of this land, and do you not know every corner of it?” the dove Spread his wings as if to encompass the whole world (though his wings were very small.)

“Oh dove, I was once ruler of this land, but an evil witch came and stole all my children and exiled me in this tower. She cursed each of my children. My eldest Repunzle is locked in a tower like mine, but it is guarded by the Solicitor of doom, no man can out think his cunning lies. Every young prince who has tried to rescue my Repunzle has been cast into Prison for hideous crimes that can only be lies created by the solicitor. No man is pure enough or just enough to win against him.”

“My Eldest boy was cursed to forever be Ugly, a hideous beast he is. He locked himself in his castle and has not come out since.”

“My other daughter beautiful, pale snow white, was poisoned by a Cherry, she sleeps now in a glass casket hidden deep in a mountain. She is guarded by seven lying dwarves; they sit at the opening to the mountain, waiting to lead any Young man astray in his search for my daughter.”

“My Youngest daughter Aurora was cursed to forever sleep, watched by the three fairies: Choice, Cause, and Effect.”

“And lastly my youngest child Kay was taken by the evil witch and was told to solve her ice puzzles, until his own heart turned to ice. He would not recognise me if I stood before him and called his name. Now I am to sad to ever leave this tower again.”

The old queen began to weep.

“Dear queen, if we help you rescue your Children will you, in turn, help us find our True Loves?”

“ I will accept your help Dove and I will try to help you.”

Truth then began to introduce his siblings ( he being the only one able to talk.)

“The eldest is my Brother he is the eagle his name is justice, my elder sister is the Swan her name is Beauty, The love bird is my younger sister Charity, And the owl is the youngest His name is Wisdom.”

“Now dear queen we must fly you away from this tower before Nightfall, have you a Blanket we may carry you in?”

The queen held out her finger and truth stepped onto it.

“Yes Truth, I have many blankets.”

The queen was told to sit in the middle of a green blanket and truth instructed his siblings to grab the other corners with there Beaks, (or talons in Justice’s case) truth and charity shared a corner. Then the birds easily lifted the thin queen and her blanket off the floor and flew her out the window. They flew for some distance and the queen fell asleep.

When she awoke it was nearly nightfall and the birds had set her down. They had gathered food from the surrounding forest, and were preparing to eat it. Then suddenly the sun set and each bird took their human form.

The eagle Changed into a tall, handsome man, his shoulders square and chin held high, like that of any noble born King.

The swan began fluttering her wings and then those glorious wings transformed into flowing sleeves and golden hair. Beauty lived well up to her name, every part of her shone, even in the absence of the sun, and the queen was loathed to take her eyes from such radiance.

Next she noticed the love bird grow in size and become a Gay and Cheery maid, with rosy cheeks and high Brows, glowing with Love for every thing around her. Laughter floated around her and her eyes sparkled with Happiness.

then the snowy owl hooted one last time and Became Wisdom, with a high brow and Ageless eyes, he seemed to understand many things and made the Queen feel as if all her wisdom gathered in all her years was very little compared to his. He stood tall but not imposing, instead he seemed warm and open, ready to listen to you and hear your thoughts.

Lastly the queen looked upon the form that had once been the dove. Truth was handsome and boyish, but very sincere at the same time. He was pale skinned but dark haired with crystal blue eyes that saw through you and understood your thoughts.

“Come Dear queen and eat with us, we have brought all that is needed.” Justice’s deep strong voice beckoned kindly to her. They ate a lovely dinner of nuts, fruits, salads and fish. (Which justice had caught)

“We are near the base of Repunzle’s Tower. Now please tell us, Queen Nathalie, what do we do to rescue your daughter?” Justice looked at her, questions in his eyes.

“You must first approach the tower, then the solicitor will confront you and give you a problem which you must solve, if you solve it then he will allow you close enough to call to out my Repunzle.”

And so the company stood and approached the tower. They had not gotten within a hundred yards of it when a man richly dressed, in clothes of princes arose out of the shadows confronting them.

“Oh Mighty Travelers, you must solve my problem before you can approach that tower.” Beauty stepped forward.

“What sir is your problem?” she asked, her perfect brows raised.

“A man from my Village stole my brothers Sheep.” The solicitor Smiled

“What proof have you that this man did such a thing?” beauty remained cool.

“We have none beautiful lady, but we are sure it is him.” The solicitors smile widened.

“Let me show him to you.” Three more men stepped out from the shadows two of them were holding the third by the arms. The third man was utterly wretched, ugly and grubby looking. Beauty recoiled at the sight of him. Such a man, most defiantly would have stolen the sheep.

“Do you beautiful lady now see how we know he stole them?”

“Oh yes solicitor, I do the man is most surely Guilty.”

The solicitors form changed into that of the witch. She cackled shrilly.

“Wrong! Dear Lady this man is not guilty.” The three men vanished.

“Now you must pay for your folly!”

a great blast of wind threw them. Far the flew the wind carrying them back to the place were they had eaten dinner. They landed hard but all were relatively unharmed, except for Justice, who had hit his head on a rock and was blinded. Charity and Beauty sat by his side caring for and comforting him. Soon the sun rose in the sky and the youths became birds once again.

That night they returned to the tower charity and beauty leading Justice.

Once again they were approached by the solicitor/witch. This time the problem presented them was much different. Five men were standing before them.

The solicitor began.

“Three of these men are innocent, but two of them have committed crimes, of murder and robbery. First you must choose the Innocent men, and Devise a punishment for the other’s crimes. Who will judge justly?”

The five men seemed identical, but not in every way some wore nicer things and others wore old grubby things. Justice called out.

“It is nearly impossible to tell from the way a man looks if he is guilty. We do not know the facts of all the crimes and therefore cannot judge justly in this way. You however can tell us who is Innocent because you know. Your demand for us to do this is not just therefore we cannot justly judge them.” Justice never raised his head. His siblings stared at him in wonder.

“Young man you have given me the answer I was looking for.” Three of the men disappeared.

“Now tell me the ‘just’ Punishment for these men. One has stolen thirty head of cattle and the other has murdered their owner.” The solicitor smiled thinking he had cast his net wisely. Wisdom closed his eyes and touched Justice’s arm. Justice once again called out.

“the man who murdered, must be put to death. The man who stole the cattle must return seven times the amount of cattle or their worth to the murdered man’s wife and children.” Here the solicitor‘s smile faded for a moment.

“The man is not married.” His smile returned

“The payment must then be given to the closest living relative. And if the man did not have family of any kind, he payment must go to the poor.”

The solicitors smiled faded completely.

“ you have beat me, Sir you may now approach the tower, but may I ask your name.”

“M name is Justice.”

part two

2006-05-31T20:43:00.000-07:00

I'm going away and never going back, uh comming...back. yeah, Okay i confess i will stay here untill someone comments on the ( below) story. i will be posting it one chapter at a time starting with,

The solicitor then bowed low and transformed into a scruffy rat, leaving the path to the tower relatively clear. The group made their way to the bottom of the tower where all looked up (except for justice) at the great height of it. An extremely tall tower it was, with ivy growing all around it, spiraling up and creeping into every crack and crevice. The only window was so high up you could barely see the dark of it, but a voice as clear and crisp as a fresh spring of water floated down upon their ears. The old queen’s eyes filled with tears and she called out.

“Repunzle, my daughter Repunzle!” and out of the window appeared a golden head.

“Mother?!”

The queen cried out in joy at the sound of her daughter calling her name.

“My Repunzle let us up into your tower!” Repunzle nodded, hummed a imperceptible tune and suddenly the ivy began to curl and grow wrapping itself in the shape of a staircase curling up and into the window, ever moving like an escalader .

The Old Queen stepped onto the ivy and let it carry her up into her daughter’s room, the others followed. When they reached the window they all stepped rather clumsily into the room. It was dark and cold in that high tower room; the air seemed stiff, as if held by some magic.

Standing just beside the window with a smile on her sweet face and a look of pure happiness in her eyes, was the princess Repunzle. Though she wore only rags she carried an aura about her of such regal-ness, that even the old Queen, whose daughter she was, seemed dimmed by her. The two embraced happiness emitting from them.

The siblings stood watching the happy reunion, feeling al little awkward, But soon Repunzle put them at ease.

“My lady Repunzle how is it we can come into your tower so easily yet you are trapped in it?” Truth asked.

“The ivy is held under enchantment, as long as I am in the tower it will grow and listen to my command, but the instant I leave, the ivy will die and I will no longer be able to climb down.”

The siblings looked amongst themselves smile forming on their lips.

“My lady Repunzle, we also are under enchantment. By night we are humans as you see us now, but by day we are birds. Each of us great flyers I might add.” Truth’s voice assured Repunzle that even though the story seemed impossible, it was true.

“ it is but a few moments from sunrise, you must all go down the ivy and wait at the bottom until you have become birds, then you must fly up to me and carry me down. Make sure my mother reaches the bottom safely.” When Repunzle finished speaking she hugged her mother and sent the group back out the window and down the ivy staircase.

They had barely reached the bottom, when the sun peaked over the horizon and the royal children became birds again. They immediately Flew up to Repunzle’s room and carried her down, for in his bird form Justice was able to see. By the time they reached the bottom the ivy was no longer clinging to the tower but laying in dead heaps on the grass. The birds rested Repunzle’s feet on the ground and took off again wheeling in the sky above the Queen and Repunzle. The group made their way back to their original camp spot, and prepared breakfast. After breakfast the queen unfolded her green blanket and spread it on the ground, she and Repunzle sat in the middle and the birds picked up the corners. They where extremely strong birds and found the weight of the two women as nothing. They flew until late afternoon making their way toward the hideous castle of Monrough, where the queen’s eldest son had hidden himself away. They had barely made it half way when the sun neared the horizon the birds landed and the group opted to spend the night walking as far as they could.

Repunzle walked by Justice’s side guiding him as much as she could. The full moon lit their way illuminating every obstacle. Beauty sang a song of Old halls and the glorious days of peace, Repunzle and Charity joined her song and their voices echoed off the trees on either side of them. They were now in the great old forest of Monrough and were nearing the castle grounds. After a while Wisdom kindly asked the women to be quiet, for he feared silence would aid them most at this part of their journey. Justice talked quietly to Repunzle as she led him telling her of how he and his siblings became as they were.

part three

2006-05-31T20:42:00.001-07:00

I'm going away and never going back, uh comming...back. yeah, Okay i confess i will stay here untill someone comments on the ( below) story. i will be posting it one chapter at a time starting with,

Chapter 3

Dawn was nearing when the castle of Monrough became visible, and the siblings decided to scout it out once they had become birds again. The queen and Repunzle found themselves a comfortable place to sleep that was well hidden from view, and there awaited the return of Birds. The siblings soared above the castle and found no sign of life. The gardens were overgrown and decaying, the stone walls were stained black from mold and parts of it were nothing more than rubble. The children decided to check inside the castle. They flew in through one of the windows and spread out promising to return to the window after a few minutes.

Justice made his way into the great hall, while Wisdom went to find the library. Charity found the kitchens and noticed they had been used recently, though they were in bad repair. Truth searched what seemed like a never ending maze of halls, and beauty Flew down a great staircase and into what looked like a museum. Pictures covered the walls; glass cases covered the floor in a market like set up and cages hung low from the ceiling. In the glass cases were artifacts of every type, and in the cages were many different stuffed animals and birds. Beauty Shivered at the view. She landed below a cage that held what once had been a great horned owl. She waddled about the room, her webbed feet making pattering sounds.

She flew back up the stairway heading to the window when she saw justice flying towards her. A great beast flew from behind beauty, and grabbed hold of justice. Justice’s wings were pinned to his back by the beast’s paws. The beast lifted Justice up to eye level and peered at him.

Beauty dove beak first at the beast, but the beast threw Justice from him, jumped and grabbed beauty around the body before she could wheel away. He held her beak and put his great arm over her wings to keep her from flying and began carrying her down the stairs back to the museum like room.

Justice was knocked unconscious by the fall and did not wake until he heard Charity Chirping. He opened his eyes and tried to close his wings, which had been thrown wide by his fall, but hey would not move.

Wisdom, Charity, and truth gently picked up justice in their beaks and talons, and the siblings flew away from the castle leaving Beauty behind. Justice called out to his siblings saying that they mustn’t leave Beauty behind, but his voice was so small that they did not hear him. When the reached the spot were the queen and Repunzle were sleeping. Truth, Charity and Wisdom set justice down. Repunzle woken by the sound of the birds flying in and Justices groans, came to them and Saw Justice, both his wings were broken and his head was lolling strangely. Something in her heart broke, for the night before, she and justice had been talking and she felt herself begin to love him, and now seeing him broken and wounded, tears came to her brown eyes. She knelt and gently touched the wounded eagles Chest. The tears from her eyes fell from her face and landed on Justices chest, and instantly a change began. His Talons began to look more human and his face became as his true face, his broken wings formed into human arms and he became himself again. Justice sat up, and Repunzle sat back Stunned, though he was still blind Justice found Repunzle’s face without any searching. He cupped her face in his hands and kissed her softly on the lips, Repunzle’s tears did not stop coming but the nature of them changed, for now they were tears of happiness. The Old queen came upon the scene sleep still lingering in her eye’s, but they were bright eye’s nonetheless, for in them glowed the happiness that can only be felt by a mother when her child has found happiness.

Chapter 3

Back at the castle Beauty had been placed in a large hanging cage in the beast’s “museum room”.

Her wing was hanging limp on the floor of the cage, and it hurt her terribly. The cage was still swinging from when the beast had but her in it. She watched the beast shuffle about the room, she almost felt pity for him, his arms were bent, crooked and twisted. His one leg was longer than the other, and each of his arms and legs ended in a gigantic paw with long curving claws. His face was pinched, and beauty could see he had suffered much pain, for his eyes were dull.

He began to speak, slow and slurred though his words were, beauty could understand them.

“I shall fix that wing, and when it is healed, she should be set free.” The beast came over and peered at her in the cage, beauty could see now the compassion in his eyes, they were not as dull as she had thought them to be, but very pale green. He opened the cage door and reached a paw in, beauty shuffled back against the back of the cage.

“Shush now, I won’t hurt you. Come eat.” The beast opened his paw; it was filled with water plants. Still beauty hesitated, the beasts paw was about the size of a pillow, and he would have stood about fourteen feet tall if he wasn’t so bent. Fearfully she crept forward keeping her eyes on the beast she came close enough to grab a plant from the beasts paw. Swallowing it hurriedly she shuffled back to the far end of the cage. The beast sighed.

“You needn’t fear me so, swan, I may be ugly but I won’t hurt you anymore than you have already hurt yourself trying escape. I can’t blame you though if I saw me coming after me, I would be quite frightened too. If only you hadn’t struggled so I would have set you free right away.” the beast walked back across the room leaving the cage door open. Beauty realized her mistake the beast had not been trying to harm justice, he had been trying to protect her, he had thought justice was attacking her.

The beast left the room and hours seemed to pass, the plant had dulled the pain in Beauty’s wing and caused her to feel drowsy, she fell asleep.

Beauty woke to a very dark room, it was after midnight and she was in her human from again. She lay still for a moment waiting for her eyes to adjust. When they did, careful not to put pressure on her broken arm, she inched forward. She could just barely see the opened cage door, as she moved the cage creaked and groaned under her human weight. Before she reached the door, the floor of the cage dropped out from under her, she screamed as she fell, and landed in a bruised heap on the floor. Stunned she was unable to move for a moment, but when she heard the sound of a door opening on the other side of the room; she forced herself to sit up. She had forgotten about her arm and put to much pressure on it as she sat up, causing her to yell out in pain. She could hear something coming closer, so she sat perfectly still. After a short while she couldn’t hear it anymore, and she thought perhaps she had only imagined the sound of something coming.

“I can see you, you know.” The voice came from her right and she dared not move.

The beast, from his vantage point could see beauty and the man standing off to her right. He could see the man strike the tinder and light a candle, he watched as the man came and helped beauty up from the floor, and he saw her wince, he also saw the look in her eyes when she saw the handsome man’s face. A face that once had been his.

But it was a price he would have to pay, and a test she would have to pass.

The handsome man helped beauty to her feet.

part four

2006-05-31T20:42:00.000-07:00

I'm going away and never going back, uh comming...back. yeah, Okay i confess i will stay here untill someone comments on the ( below) story. i will be posting it one chapter at a time starting with,

Chapter 4

“Well, of all the things I expected to see in this part of the house, I never thought I’d find a girl, and a stunningly gorgeous one at that.” The young man had pulled beauty to her feet and was staring into her eyes very intently.

“My siblings and I were exploring the castle when…” beauty wanted to tell him of the beast but something warned her not to. “When I got lost down here, I, I couldn’t find my way back out, and it was, so dark.” The young man began leading her towards the staircase, and up into the great hall, Talking to her all the way. The palace had been old and broken during the day, but now it was beautiful and alive, the floor was decorated with gold and silver filigree and candles were shining form ever alcove, servants were dashing about doing little odd jobs.

The young man was now leading her down a large and ornamented hallway. At the end of the hall were two large wooden doors carved with designs of dancing, Writhing and Slithering bodies of men. They seemed tortured, but beauty had little time to Notice for soon the doors were opened and she was standing in a well lit, but dark room. It seemed very beautiful, yet if you looked closely you found all the decorations were Sick and twisted, the Carvings, paintings and designs were all of pain and suffering.

After standing befuddled for only a moment beauty was led to the large wooden desk. Sitting behind the desk was a beautiful woman. The woman would not look at beauty but addressed the man.

“Your highness, what can I do for you.” The woman glanced very briefly at beauty but grimaced as if looking at her had hurt.

“This lady,” he paused, and beauty gave her name. His eyes widened and he smiled “A very fitting name, Margaret, Lady Beauty is in need of a room.”

Margaret still did not look at Beauty as she led her once again down many ornate halls and into a small rich room with the same designs of suffering on everything. Even thought the room was well lit and Bright, beauty felt as if she couldn’t quite see everything, as if something was watching her.

In fact many things were watching her, but not directly from the room. The beast was one of them, and I will not frighten you by telling you what else was watching her. The beast silently called for her to see what was right in front of her, calling her to see what was carved onto every surface and Living behind everyone’s face. Asking that she see who that Prince was, and of what he was prince…Darkness.

When Margaret left, Beauty spent a few moments trying to feel comfortable in the strange, almost evil room. “Oh beauty you are so silly how a room could be evil.” She said to herself.

“A room can be evil just like a feeling can be evil, or a thought.” Beauty was startled and turned to see a very young boy standing behind her, he was carrying a basket.

“I am sent from He that is. Come and I will bandage your wounds.” Beauty no longer felt scared in the room now that this boy was with her. He seemed to shine brighter than any of the candles ‘illuminating’ the room. They did not speak and the boy quickly bandaged her arm. She realized now that the boy was never the same, he was a boy but he was always changing, sometimes he seemed dark-skinned and Blue-eyed, or pale with dark hair and eyes, His features also were never the same, always changing, and yet he was always beautiful.

Suddenly the boy looked her in the eyes.
”We must go now!” his eyes rounded and he stood swiftly, taking her arm he lead her out of the room, but not understanding she lagged behind. “We must go NOW, oh no.” tears came to those ever-changing eyes. But beauty had not time to see them.

She was quickly surrounded by blank eyed servants with torture written on their faces. The Prince made his way through the crowd towards her. When he was standing in front of her he spoke.

“Was my hospitality so bad that must leave before you have even spent a night?” His eyes turned red, and his handsome face changed. He threw off his human disguise and revealed himself. “How wise you must be to have seen Me. How did you know?” he said sarcastically.

Beauty was utterly stunned but composed herself enough to respond. “The Boy he, Told me to run.” She looked around but could not see the boy.

“Well since you will not stay willingly, I must make you!” in a very strong voice he demanded she Bow before him, The power of his words made her body want to obey, but the strength in her spirit refused too.

The evil ones Eyes darkened even more and his form grew. He called to the servants “Destroy her!”

But before anyone could even breathe beauty was surrounded by children glowing, changing and Singing. Beauty’s surroundings faded in the White light surrounding her, but she could still hear the prince of darkness yelling. The Boy Stepped up to her and with his eyes Kind, he spoke to her.

“Never trust ones face as a Judge of their character, it is the soul that makes one beautiful.” Then beauty’s surroundings refocused, the castle, now old and broken had returned, and the prince and His Servants where gone. Beauty was in the museum like room again lying on the fallen out bottom from the cage, still swinging above her,but her arm was still bandaged and the children were still surrounding her.

Relieved she began to weep.

okay you guys are all just to borring

2006-05-31T20:37:00.000-07:00

I'm going away and never going back, uh comming...back. yeah, Okay i confess i will stay here untill someone comments on the ( below) story. i will be posting it one chapter at a time starting with,

Chapter 5

It was still night out when Beauty Stopped Crying, and it seemed to her as if no time had passed between her falling from the cage and now, though the children were still around her. They were playing games and running about the room. The one boy though, was standing in front of her and was bending down too look into her eyes.

“It is good you cried so much, but you must learn to be happy. The castle Patron is a very good man, he is not so hard as he once was.” The boy smiled and his eyes moved to the staircase. He looked back at beauty and faded away, still smiling. The other children had disappeared also so beauty turned her eyes to the staircase; she still had not moved from her space on the floor and had to crane her neck to see the stairs.

There standing about halfway down was the beast, she could not see his face, but by his posture she could tell he was in pain.

He limped slowly towards her; the beautiful woman was in his house once again.

She was no longer afraid of him, he could tell by the way she just sat there, easily watching him. When he reached her side he smiled, he knew it looked more like a grimace, but his eyes showed the smile intended. They said nothing to each other as he slowly bent and picked her up; he was not so large compared to her now, though he was bigger than any man.

She relaxed easily in his arms he wasn’t so frightening now. She felt her heavy eyelids closing. Rocked by the beasts lumbering movement she slept peacefully.

The beast carried her to one of the many bedrooms, this one in better repair than most, it had been dusted fairly recently. He laid her as gently as he could on the bed, but still she woke, she sat on the edge of the bed just looking at him. He felt Embarrassed by his ugliness, and for once shuffled back.

“You should sleep.” He said slowly, shyly backing out of the room. He closed the half destroyed door behind him, took a deep breath and shuffled away.

Beauty spent half a minuet staring at the closed door, there had been some strange feeling reeling in her stomach, when he put her on the bed. But too tired to think on it a moment longer she lay down on the Soft bed and fell asleep once again, with thoughts of the beast’s slow swaying walk, rocking her to sleep.

When she woke, though it was still dark out and she was still in her human form, she could tell it was morning. The smell of food drew her from her bed, and she made her ways down the halls to the source of it. In the kitchen, which charity had found, was the beast, doing his best to cook edible food. He turned when he heard her, and gave one of his grimace-smiles.

“I thought, well, you won’t want water plants for breakfast, so I thought I’d make something.” He looked back at the food which was rather burnt.

“It’s not working.” He sighed. Beauty came up to his side, she smiled at him, and together the made some edible food.

They had filled their bellies with food and were now cleaning up the mess. The beast found it cumbersome but tried his best to help. They spoke little, but easily, there seemed no need for words. The child was right, Thought Beauty, watching the beast try to wipe the table clean, He is very gentle.’

Beauty heard a movement behind her and turned to see a Griffin crouching ready to pounce. She felt a large paw push her back just as the griffin leapt. From behind the beast she felt the weight of the great animal land. The beast roared in pain.

Justice sat up, he had heard something, and he looked to Repunzle though he could not see her.

“Did you hear that?” cried Repunzle.

“It was that beast!” Truth replied

It was day, and the siblings, excluding Justice, were in their bird form.

Truth took off strait away for the castle, and wisdom was not far behind. Repunzle Took hold of Justice’s hand. “Follow, me.”

Running through the trees surrounding the castle, Repunzle and Justice made their way to the front gate. They heard once more the great roar of the beast, to Justice it sounded hurt.

Truth and Wisdom had arrived at the scene, and had started attacking the griffin

penny's, and more

2006-05-22T20:14:00.000-07:00

Most human beings (in a penny using society) underestimate the value of pennies.

Have you ever been to a store and at the cash register they have a “take a penny leave a penny" box?
Well let’s assume there are 40,000 stores in your city that have these Boxes, and that you have enough time to do this in one day.

If every “take a penny leave a penny " box had five (5) pennies in it and you went to all those 40,000 stores and collected them all, that would be 200,000 pennies meaning... that’s right $2,000 dollars a day. Just pennies.

Now say you live in a big city with say... 200,000 stores with these" take a penny leave a penny “boxes, each box containing 5 pennies that would be $10,000.
So go visit you local convenience store, pick up those pennies and start saving up, ‘cause in no time you could be a penny millionaire!

I must admit most (just about all) of this idea came from the ingenious heads do Calvin B. and Aaron; I just took the initiative to write about it.

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I don't quite undertsandt what they are saying about my blog but it sounds cool!

thea

Wow!

2006-05-20T21:33:00.000-07:00

so now that evrryone has been reading my blog for sooo long ( sarcasm) I will let you know ( but most of you already do) that Steve and alison got married today. So congradulate them

thea

this stuff is so much fun

2006-05-04T20:24:00.000-07:00

Quick Eye Exam...

This will blow your mind...!

Just do it - don't cheat!!!!!!!!!!!!

Try this its actually quite good.

But don't cheat!

Count the number of F's in the following text:

FINISHED FILES ARE THE
RESULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIFIC
STUDY COMBINED WITH THE
EXPERIENCE OF YEARS

Managed it?

Scroll down only after you have counted them!

OK?

How many?

Three?

Wrong, there are six - no joke!

Read again!

FINISHED FILES ARE THE
RESULT OF YEARS OF SCIENTIFIC
STUDY COMBINED WITH THE
EXPERIENCE OF YEARS

The reasoning is further down...

The brain most likely wasn't able to process the "F" in "OF".

Incredible or what?

Anyone who counts all six F's on the first go is a genius; three is normal.

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http://www.broenink-art.nl/maukie2.swf

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If You Can Read This, I've Lost My Trailer.

· You're Just Jealous Because The Voices Are Talking To Me

· The Earth Is Full - Go Home

· This Would Be Really Funny If It Weren't Happening To Me

· So Many Pedestrians - So Little Time

· Cleverly Disguised As A Responsible Adult

· If We Quit Voting Will They All Go Away?

· The Face Is Familiar But I Can't Quite Remember My Name

· Eat Right, Exercise, Die Anyway

· Illiterate? Write For Help

· Honk If Anything Falls Off

· Cover Me I'm Changing Lanes

· He Who Hesitates Is Not Only Lost But Miles From The Next Exit

· I Refuse To Have A Battle Of Wits With An Unarmed Person

· You! Out Of The Gene Pool!

· I Do Whatever My Rice Krispies Tell Me To

· Where Are We Going And Why Am I In This Handbasket?

· Body By Nautilus; Brain By Mattel

· Boldly Going Nowhere

· Cat: The Other White Meat

· Caution - Driver Legally Blonde

· It'll be a great day when our schools get all the money they need and the air force has to hold a bake sale to buy a bomber

· Honk If You've Never Seen An Uzi Fired From A Car Window

· How Many Roads Must A Man Travel Down Before He Admits He is lost

· If You Can't Dazzle Them With Brilliance, Riddle Them With Bullets.

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If you can read this, thank a teacher

Hindi Translated directly into English

· ت ‎‎= Kissers

· مقلوبة ‎‎= Upside down

· جوز هند ‎‎= Hinds Husband

· معمول بالجوز ‎‎= Made in husband

· قمار‎‎= Moons

· مكتب المراجعات ‎‎= Vomit office

· لم أهرب قط ‎‎= I never escaped a cat

· يتقبل ‎‎= To be kissed

· السلطة المطلقة ‎‎= Divorced salad

· خطر على بالي ‎‎= Danger on my mind

· لا يمت لي بصلة ‎‎= He does not die to me an onion

· كفيل ‎‎= Like an elephant

· جوزين جوارب ‎‎= Two husbands of socks

· نه أُمي ‎‎= He is my mother

· حقك علي ‎‎= Your price on me

· خليها على حسابي ‎‎= Keep it on my mathematics

· سعيد كتب كتابه على فيفي ‎‎= Happy wrote his book on In In

· حباب ‎‎= Loved a door

· دستور يا أهل الدار ‎‎= Constitution home parents

· قدر ظروفي ‎‎= Evaluate my envelopes

· ليش يابعد عمري ‎‎= Why after my age

· ظروف قاهرة ‎‎= Cairo envelopes

hope some of this made you laugh!!

my birthday par-tay

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I had my 18th birthday party today, it whent well. I got an MP3 player, its so cool. i got so much neat stuff, so far the only thing i got that i asked for was the MP3, but hey it was so much fun anyway. i celebrated with Chloe she's turning 15. here are some pics

here are some pics of my recent art project. the eye's used to be blue.

pics of chris's Trip

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chris

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Chris came home from China on tuesday. he brought us all sorts of cool stuff too, really late right now have to sleep, bye

thea

Corrs in blue one of the chorus'

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look at me
Se e e me
Look at me
sa e ave me

look at me
se e e e me
look at me
Sa e ave me

ooh yeah

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Strangely Normal

IGNOR ME like everybody else

Um hI...*sheepish wave* here is my story *drops story and runs*

work!

waiting... daily

Sadness

sad news

Hey Face book is not working for me

woot!

sweet!

!URGENT!

a quick 'ello

mt art

spring is here LOL

slide for my nana and baby girl

Delirium

reviw for arena

Hi

mia 2

MIA

hi all i have a new quote

yeah so...

my cousins

her it is my Big family

Tea

HI I am being ignored by all of you

I Have a dog!

the twelve minutes of my trip to scotland and music

take this challenge with me

Yeah!!!

Em's photo site

my Blog

MIA

Wisdom

excuse the tittle

some of my family

snow here in Alberta

long long ago in scotland

i just love this movie thing

dingwall scotland

my vid from scotland

I created a Slide Show! Check it out!

Yeah

I created a Slide Show! Check it out!

I created a Slide Show! Check it out!

I'm back!

I went to loch ness

yeah finnaly

some stock photos of inverness

here i am in inverness! scotland!

my life

fifth part

Fourth part to my story

third part of my kian aislin story

lol now chrck this out, i forgot the text!

try this out

here is the next little bit to the story i posted below

Here is a story I have been working on for a long time.

oh my

check this 0ut Man ,

sorry for not blogging for like- evah

my art blog ( for now) Mr hackett is making me a new one

wow

wow

well i had an extremly fun weekend.

woo whee fun 4 her

my over exhausting week

part 6 and finnish of the second storyline

part one

part two

part three

part four

okay you guys are all just to borring

penny's, and more

Wow!

this stuff is so much fun

my birthday par-tay

pics of chris's Trip

chris

Corrs in blue one of the chorus'

Um hI...sheepish wave here is my story drops story and runs