DISCONTINUED - Lights That Shine Mysteriously - Fablehaven Fanfiction

Chapter 3

Seth was incredibly bored. Not that it was anything new. Unlike before, this wasn't the kind of bored "I have nothing to do" but more like "I'm waiting for something but time is taking forever". Grandma
Sorenson had mentioned that they'd be having guests over for dinner. She and Kendra were currently preparing the meal and had shoed him away after he'd snatched one of the pastries they'd set out to cool.

He decided to run to the treehouse. Graulas hadn't touched it when he'd destroyed the main building. He reached the old tree at the edge of the yard and pulled himself up the rungs. When he reached the top, he froze. He hadn't been there in a year and a half, and it had changed. A lot. Someone had tacked sketches all over the walls. The desk was covered in a lot of different types of pencils, and there were sketchbooks stacked in a small pile on the floor.

Seth looked around in amazement. Who had done this?

As soon as Seth asked the question, the answer hit him. Kendra. Ever since she was little, she'd been interested in art. She'd stopped because of the situation with Zzyzx, but she'd started again after most of the rebuilding had finished. He knew that when she drew, she had somewhere that she usually went, but he hadn't assumed that she'd used and completely transformed the treehouse.

Kendra hadn't just tacked pictures up all over the walls. Either she, or someone else, had taken off the roof and replaced it with glass. There was a little trapdoor where people could climb out onto the roof. This, this was amazing. Though his sister would probably kill him if she found out he'd been in here.

At that thought, Seth quickly exited his sister's art shrine.

"Dinner is ready," Grandma Sorenson called out, her voice reverberating through the house. Seth raced downstairs. He quickly washed his hands in the kitchen sink, and sat down, gazing upon the roasted chickens, baked peas, fruit pastries, and so much more. He could smell pumpkin pie baking in the kitchen. The scent was almost enough for him to moan out loud. A/N : No, stop thinking like that you dirty readers :D

A sharp honk brought him out of his food reverie.

"That must be Dale with the guests," Grandma mused.

Grandma was right. Dale entered with two stunningly beautiful people. The girl had golden blonde hair, with vivid blue eyes. She had a curvy, athletic body, with stylish clothes that clung tightly to her frame. She could've given Vanessa a run for her money in terms of looks. The boy on the right was just as attractive. He had golden, tanned skin, brownish-black tousled hair, the same vivid blue eyes, and an athletic body. His workout clothes showed off his muscles.

Kendra started and nearly dropped the plate of vegetables she was holding. "Alexander? Emmanuelle?"

Everyone stared at Kendra -- except the visitors. Grandpa Sorenson, Warren and Seth said practically in unison, "How do you three know each other?"

Kendra blushed awkwardly, hating being the center of attention. "I ran into them, literally, when I was out shopping."

The pair, Emmanuelle and Alexander, laughed. "We told you we'd be seeing you soon." They said in perfect harmony.

Weird, they must be twins or have known each other for practically their entire lives.

"Instead of gawking at our guests and wondering what on Earth is going on, how about we eat first and talk later?" Warren asked bluntly.

"Of course," Grandma Sorenson said. "Have a seat," she said, gesturing at Emmanuelle and Alexander.

At that, Seth dug into the food like Warren had when he'd come back from being in the knapsack. Well, at least what he'd heard about what Warren had done because he'd been in Living Mirage at the time. Looking to his right, he saw Alexander sitting there.