Aaron Staveson (Aka Ame) at the age of 7 was forcefully drafted amongst other children into a war against monsters. After 2 years of bloodshed and determination, he was able to end the war... or did he?
The war was officially over, at the cost of ma...
I feel motivated today! I give you another. Enjoy!
Lloyd POV:
"Can you please pass the salt?" I asked. A long row of hands passed down the salt shaker. 'It almost looks like a train.' I thought giggling. We were all eating dinner with our grandpa and uncles. I had already met grandpa the other day and he seemed really cool, he had what dad calls a 'British accent' whatever that meant. I just think his voice sounded cool.
"This is an interesting table set, where did you buy it?" Grandpa complimented.
"Daddy had to saw off the legs because it couldn't fit the moving van." Darren said.
"And the pillows were on sale since we also couldn't fit the chairs!" I added.
The uncles snickered at the predicament Aaron had. His slitted eyebrow twitched slightly.
"Hey brothers,when do you plan to go to college? Or are you guys planning to wait it out?" Dad asked (What's so wrong on waiting it out???).
The twins choked on their food. "Well did you already go to college?" Uncle Kiwi retorted.
"As a matter of fact, I did. I took a GED when I was 12 and I graduated my college, which was online, a couple of years ago." Dad replied.
They choked on their food again. "H O W??" Uncle Aussie asked.
"Well I was a part time engineer and mechanic during the war. I made several weapons and other stuff, and when I wasn't fighting or building I read quite a bit on those topics. Of course after the war that only became a part time job since I was focusing more on my passion of baking!" Dad explained.
"I always knew you were the smart one." Grandpa teased. The uncles cried out "Hey!" at the remark. We all laughed.
"Our birthday is in two weeks!" Damian said excitedly.
"We're turning 12." Alan added. Mincy nodded her head slowly.
"Right, I forgot you guys came in sets." Uncle Maple mumbled.
"Speaking of ages, how old are the youngest set?" Uncle Austin asked.
"A week old." Dad replied casually.
The uncles choked on their food and grandpa had his mouth hung open.
"How did you manage to adopt three babies AND buy a house this big!?!" Uncle Cayden sputtered. My siblings and I looked to dad whose face was flushed.
"You didn't tell them dad?" I asked.
"Tell us what?" Grandpa asked.
"Well, I didn't adopt any of the kids." Dad started.
"What's that supposed to mean? You told us you didn't ho- I mean meet with anyone?" Uncle Austin remarked.
"Do you know about Soul Coping?" Dad asked.
"Yeah? The Unified Military sent out all these stupid pamphlets to everyone and made us read them cover to cover." NW said.
"Well..." Dad rolled up his right arm sleeve. Grandpa and the uncles grew quiet as they saw dad's mark of the Soul Mother as clear as day.
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A/N: I know this one is a little short, that is just how I wrote it. Just a little family dinner (without Florence for some reason???). I've had the week off so I've been loving the time I get for writing and drawing. I hope you all are having a good time wherever you are and I'll catch you on the flip side!
