With their parent's permission approved and their things packed, The Stump Kids arrived at Twig's home: From the outside this house looks gorgeous. It has been built with grey bricks and has white pine wooden decorations. Small, triangular windows add to the overall style of the house and have been added to the house in a fairly asymmetrical pattern.
The house is equipped with an average kitchen and two bathrooms, it also has a huge living room, three bedrooms, a snug dining area, a multimedia room and a grand storage room. The building is shaped like a squared S. The two extensions extend into wooden sunscreens structures to each side. The second floor is smaller than the first, which creates a layered style of look in combination with the roof. This floor has a different style than the floor below.
The roof is low, triangular, but one side is longer than the other and is covered with rounded roof tiles. One large chimney sits at the side of the house. There are no windows on the roof. The house itself is surrounded by a gorgeous garden with many hidden lights that make the garden come to life at night.
Craig rang the doorbell and a few seconds later, Twig arrived at the door, along with her mother: She had light brown skin, long wavy black hair, Average sized eyes, and a broad build. Her outfit is done in pastel yellow, light green, and white. She is wearing a loose top with no sleeves and a short, scalloped skirt over a pair of leggings, as well as a pair of sneakers. "So, you must be the friends that Twig encountered" Mrs. Rosenberg said.
"Yes, we are!" Kelsey proudly said, shaking Mrs. Rosenberg's hand.
"You guys seem more interesting than I ever imagined, Twig was right, you are a great bunch! Like Bananas!" Mrs. Rosenburg joked. The Creek Kids laughed at Mrs. Rosenburg's joke, Twig was not amused of her mother's joke.
"Now come along children, you must be cold out there" Mrs. Rosenburg said as she welcomed the kids inside the home. Craig and his friends looked around the place, this average-sized, square living room has coordinating wooden and metal furniture. The seating is cushioned. The floor is poured, and the walls are painted. Light is provided by table lamps. The room is done in colors that remind you of an old book and overall looks very eclectic.
"This is a nice house, Twig" Craig complimented.
"Thanks, Craig, as long as you don't get it messy there won't be a problem" Twig replied.
"Your father is downstairs working on one of his inventions again, bet he wouldn't mind if you introduce your friends" Mrs. Rosenburg explained to Twig.
"Oh, I would!" Twig cheered, excited about her friends meeting her dad. Twig ran towards the door to her basement and opened it. "Come on, you're gonna love this" She exclaimed. Craig and his friends followed Twig downstairs, they were amazed by what they saw: The average, rectangular basement room has matching wooden, metal, and plastic furniture. The floor is wood, and the walls are papered. Light is provided by floor lamps and a ceiling light. The room is done in a nature theme in warm colors and overall looks very old-fashioned has a quaint atmosphere. Among the first things the kids notice walking in is a window seat and many inventions and blueprints.
Across from these inventions was a man who was working on another blueprint and invention. He had dark brown skin, Black short wavy hair, Average-sized green eyes, and an average and muscular build. His outfit is done in red and dark blue. He is wearing a polo shirt and jeans as well as a pair of sneakers and a short jacket. "Dad! I'm home!" Twig called out to the man, making him notice.
"Hey! There's my Twigster!" Mr. Rosenburg cheered as Twig hugged him.
"Friends, this is my inventor dad!" Twig happily introduced to the rest of the Stump Kids.
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