My OC Fam The Staveson's Book

Part 8

I miss rain. It's the same day as the last chapter by the way.

Ethan POV:

"Bye dad! Good luck on getting the building!" I exclaimed.

"I hope so! And if I do, I will let you guys help me with the design." Dad smiled.

"Sweet! Oh! Don't forget, I have a checkup with Doctor Whitney Hailey Osterholm (hehe). I may be getting better, but I'm not out of the woods yet." I stated.

Dad smiled sadly. "I won't forget." He said quietly.

After he left I went into the kitchen for lunch. Mémé, grandpa, and Mincy were in the kitchen making sandwiches for everyone. Mincy hands me my peanut butter and honey sandwich, and I take a big bite of it relishing the sweetness of the honey.

"Ethan cher, I overheard your conversation with your dad. What were you talking about with your appointment with Dr. Osterholm?" Mémé asked.

"Well, 4 years ago when I was 3, I got very sick. Dad had to take me to the hospital. Turns out, I have Soul overflow. Sometimes before we're born the Soul Power isn't distributed properly. Alan had Soul Deficiency, but that is the milder Soul disabilities. He's only blind in his right eye. Soul Overflow causes tumors in my body, none of them are cancerous and don't spread. Thankfully I'm not getting them anymore, but we still have to check. Dad blames himself though, he doesn't say it, but I see him get sad when one of us talk about it." I explained.

Grandpa and mémé looked shocked. "I didn't realize that could happen. Thank you for telling us kiddo." Grandpa said.

Mincy called me into the living room. As I go in there Mincy starts whisper shouting. "What were you thinking? You know better!"

"What do you mean?" I asked. "They asked me, and I told them!"

She sighed and scratched the back of her head. "Yeah, you're right about doing that, but what I mean to say is be more mindful on the way you say it." (I thought he explained it pretty well)

"Okay." I said reluctantly.

"Here, could you do me a favor and feed the babies? I can't find anyone else and I heard the timer go off." She said. (Why didn't Aaron feed them before leaving??? Also, shouldn't he have taken them since babies develop separation anxiety when they're born???)

"Wha- me? Ugh, fineee." I grumbled.

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"Do you ever stop eating." I groaned at Iggy. As she happily drank away her food I looked over at the other two. Thankfully, Kai just stared and frowned instead of crying like every other time. I swear he's always latched onto dad when he's awake. I had just put Willow down in her crib and she's fast asleep. As Iggy finished her bottle I tiptoe out of the room.

I dragged my feet all the way into my bedroom that I share with a few others. Just before I could plop into bed I find Peter's sewing and crocheting kits splayed all over my bed. I groaned and dropped his stuff onto Petra's bed. As I finally plopped down I hear two voices above me.

"Ethan!" Petra and Peter shouted. I jolted up in surprise and bumped my head on the boards above my bed.

"Ow!" I cried as I rubbed my head.

"Did you move my sewing supplies?" Peter asked.

"And put them on MY bed?" Petra added.

I pretended to think about it for a moment. "Maybe." I smirked.

"Just because you're the baby of our set doesn't mean we'll let you go that easily. Now pick up those things and put them away." Petra scorned while grabbing a pillow.