ｆｏｓｔｅｒ(sequel to ｆｏｎｎｉｅ）{Completed}

Epilogue

I smile to myself. Its been four months since we got Chew back. Four months of blissful life. No more running for my life anymore. No more worrying about the next family I'm going to. No more pain other than school work which school lets out next week.

I am now an official member of SL with my boyfriend and my little brother. Freakout is amazingly smart and he's already going to skip right to eleventh next year with me, Creep and Breaker and Frightmare since he fail this year, is being held back in twelfth. I've stopped using my notebook for horrid tales of families since I was adopted and instead started writing songs for SL.

"Hey! Wayland! Get your head out of the clouds and pay attention to me." Funtime huffed from my lap where we were sitting on my bed. Ennard snickered from his own bed across the room as he tapped away on his laptop. Yeah, I changed my last name.

"Sorry Funtime." I kissed his neck and he shivered.

"Hey, keep it PG13, I do not feel like leaving." Ennard groaned, throwing a pillow at us.

"Enny!" CheeChee screamed through the house, running into the room and jumping on Ennard's bed to kiss his cheek and snuggle into him.

"CheeChee, you really should start being quieter." Frightmare groaned, following in with Breaker and Creep. Pretty soon Freakout followed on his crutch.

I tapped Funtime's thigh. "I'm going to get a drink." He moved off of me and I stood, weaving through my family and down to the kitchen where Bonnie was cooking and chatting with Lexi and Nightmare.

"Oh! Fredrick! Here." Lexi handed me something wrapped in colored foil. "I'm not going to make it to your birthday next week and neither is Freaky." I chuckle at her nickname for my brother. Always harsh with good intentions. I pull back the foil and gasp. Underneath the covering was a complete set of Shakespeare classics I didn't have. Right on top sat Hamlet.

"Thanks Lexi. I'll make sure to thank Freakout too when I go back up." I smiled and hugged her. She, shockingly hugged back.

"Fredrick dear, do you want a party?" Bonnie asked, shuffling the food he was sautéing.

"Sure." I nodded and got my drink. Right before I went back upstairs though I stopped and looked back. "Oh, and happy birthday... Dad."

Bonnie stopped cooking for a moment and looked at me. Tears made little stars in his eyes. The thank you was left unspoken as he walked over and hugged me.

Yeah. Life was perfect now.

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The end! Yay! That was fun to write.