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CHAPTER 17- Eye of the Storm

Jake's black converse sheathed feet landed lightly on the grassy forest floor, as his descent ended.

He walked past the trees and out into the clearing where all the pack buildings stood.

The boy sauntered over to the Main House. He looked up at the vast mansion.

The front doors were slightly ajar...strange.

Jake felt it before he saw what it was. He instantly ducked, hearing a THUD! as it flew over his head. It was familiar but still instinct ignored that fact. It could pose a threat.

"Really, it ?" Axel sighed "Quit it with the damn pronoun game and look behind you,"

Jake turned, seeing one of the twins sprawled out on the ground behind him.  

He sighed. " What have I told about sneaking up on me?"

The  tan skinned blonde sniffled as they sat up.

"You're being mean," Danny sniffled upset.

"No, I'm not. It's called  correction," the boy replied apathetically, turning back  around.

"I won't do it again," Danny sighed in defeat, freezing at the boy's cold tone. "Maybee....."

"Are you coming or not, young one?" Jake called behind him.

Danny grinned.

Seconds later, Jake resisted the urge to dodge before the weight of a body landed on his back, limbs wrapping around his torso and neck. Nothing was learned.

He felt, the child bury their nose in the crook of his neck, inhaling his scent. "Yummy," Danny sighed contentedly.

"Where's your sibling?" Jake quizzed, locking his hands behind his back  underneath the child piggy backing him, as he entered the front doors looking around.

There was only a slight buzz to the place with life as it was a weekday. Most adults were just finishing work. Teenagers wouldn't likely be returning anytime soon. He hunted around, following the other twins' scent.  The ground floor sitting room, the dining room.... did the child frolic around the entire house?!

Wait, he took that back. Patty was a child- a very eccentric child....

Danny had slipped off his back and run off at some time or another.

His nose led him to the kitchen to this sight as his eyes flash blue. The microwave was on and Patty  in a blue shirt and black shorts had their head leaned against the glass singing.

" Head on the glass, but I'm not scared of Cancer! 
I should listen but I don't care cuz I've  got.....
Ten hundred pieces of popcorn, I got ten hundred piece of popcorn, ten hundred pieces of  popcorn,
I got ten hundred pieces.......of.....POPCORN!" Patty sang as the microwave squealed, signaling its completion.

That sounds like the tune for Ariana Grande- Problem. They have definitely been listening too much pop music, Jake thought before speaking. "You know you could get sick from doing that so much. Stop it,"

The child had a habit of standing near and watching through the glasss and watching the food in its heated belly spiral as it cooked.
Patty jumped slightly in surprise, however, it was unnoticeable at the voice behind. Why didn't the presence alert them or set off ANY bellls?

Jake was masking his presence again. Amusing.

"But inside is so bright, Jakey," Patty said with a large bowl of popcorn in hand before returning into song "I know I probably could get sick Jakey and Mommy told me, but I'm tempted! Come on Jakey, it's popcorn. Look at all of this popcorn- popcorn, popcorn, POPCORN!"