It started with a portal from the sky. Earth was put into chaos, talking about aliens and how our world is going to be taken over. It then became worse when humans started descending down from the clouds. I have always been normal, so imagine my sur...
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"Tiffany! Honey, stop bothering your brother. He's studying," I told my daughter while she zoomed into the living room. Declan pushed his reading glasses up his nose, his pencil scratching on the paper. Tiffany ran up to grab his pencil and threw it away, my son looking at her pointedly before retrieving another one from the side of the table.
He was always well prepared. Declan was a mama's boy and he knew it. Tiffany, on the other hand, was well doted on by her father. They were seven now and I placed fruits on the table when Bacon walked into the living room. He was a good seven years older than my children and he was going through his terrible teens.
"Hello, Bacon," I greeted, Bambi's son grumbling.
"Auntie Harin, it's Blaise. Not Bacon anymore," he told me, settling beside Declan. The two got along very well, Tiffany running up to Bacon to hug him. Tiffany was very... affectionate and rowdy. A contrast to her brother who was always quiet and studying.
"Alright, Bacon," I teased, ruffling his hair. Bacon's face tinged pink. "Where are your daddies?"
As old as Bacon has grown, he still referred to Clayton and Bambi as his 'daddies' and this is a habit that would die hard. I saw Tiffany kick Declan and my voice rose, her pigtails swinging back and forth as she tried to bother him. I think Aries got to her.
"Play with me!" she said to him, Declan giving her a grunt. "You never play with me!"
"Mom!" Declan complained. "I'm doing my homework! It's not my fault Tiffany is dumb and she's not in the gifted classes."
I sighed. Declan was in a special class and we have found out that he was incredibly blessed with knowledge. Skylar thinks that maybe Virgo had forgotten about Tiffany and could only reach Declan. Tiffany was better in creativity and she did so well in sculpting and acting classes.
Skylar and I struggled to try to raise them so their strengths would be useful. We wanted to keep on supporting them in whatever they would want to do. In the end, smartness and creativity came hand in hand.
"Don't call your sister dumb. She's just different," I told Declan. Declan was studying in Eve and there were portals to bring him to class every morning. As much as the war had passed, new problems had arisen and now it was more of fighting prejudice between worlds. Gaians were known to be greedy, Eurenic known to be hot-headed, Exodes known to be stuck up, and Evians known to be know-it-alls.
People on Earth were facing problems with skin color and politics while the four worlds were the judgment of those who were different. As much as I tried to tell Declan that his sister wasn't dumb, he was being influenced by his classmates on Eve and his daily competition on who got the highest marks seemed to have shaped him to thinking so.
Tiffany was in a different school and she was popular and very well-liked, my daughter always coming home with lollipops and cookies from her classmates. I looked up to see Andy, the youngest of the Dreamweavers come in from Eve.
