Tulip | Secrets of Earth | Book one

Chapter Eighteen

The house was huge. When Tulip walked in she saw the stairs leading to the second floor. She looked to the left, the living was right there. She saw the door that leads to the dining room from where she stood. She looked to the right, and there was the guest space. Dark hardwood covered the whole floor. White walls brightened the whole place.

The pack started to file in. Tulip headed upstairs. There were three rooms and one bathroom. One must in the basement, and the other could be by the kitchen. The rooms were a good size. This place was definitely big enough for them all. Tulip thought she could turn the attic into a third floor. Yes, that's a good idea.

"Hey Tulip! This place is amazing!" Noah called from downstairs.

"I know! And it's big enough for all of us!" Tulip said from the top banister. She loved the looks of the whole place.

"Yeah!"

That night Tulip was in the room she picked for herself. She had asked Noah to let her lone for the night. She pulled out one of her special things from Mother. It was a bag of infinite dirt. It was all she needed. The others were bags of infinite sand and portal dust that let her cross into other dimensions.

She started to pour it all over the floor in a thick layer. When she was done she focused on growing grass. When the grass finished growing she grew a gigantic tulip. It was going to be her bed. Even though she really didn't need it.

Tulip grew vines and spun them into a big bowl. She then went to the bathroom and plugged the sink. Turned on the water and headed back to her room. Sitting in the bowl, she turned Water and pulled the running water to her. She filled the bowl. And with the water, she turned the knob and unplugged the faucet.

Turning back into Grass, she spun more vines into a table and a stool. Tulip then changed into Ice and made a mirror of crystal ice. Tulip was enjoying making a room that fit the way she felt. Right now it was comfortable.

Downstairs Noah was doing the same thing. The Amulet, Tulip gave him, allowed him to do everything she was able to do. He could even feel her blood running through him. It was special blood. There was a cell in the bloodstream that allowed the power to stay strong, and it kept, whoever was lucky enough to live with it, to never get sick. But he had a different approach to making the living room. He took some dirt and grew vines, and wove them into a couch, a couple chairs, and a small coffee table. He was also enjoying making the house his home. It was better than the cave.

"So this was the plan?" Jonathan asked Noah.

"I guess, but Tulip hasn't really said anything."

"Why are you listening to her like an obedient, little dog?"

"Because I'm scared to death of what she might do if she gets mad at me."

"You shouldn't let a dainty flower of a girl like her tell you what to do."

"I know, but I just don't care. I love her, and I'll listen to her. No matter what."

"Wow. You can't even stand for yourself in marriage. Pathetic."

"You're the one who's pathetic! I'm just trying to keep my rear end from being crushed to death by my wife!"

"That's why you're pathetic! You can't even think for yourself!"

"Will you stop with that! I perfectly capable of handling myself! You're the one who is forcing me into a corner here! You shouldn't even be talking to me like that! If Tulip heard you-"

"Tulip, Tulip, Tulip. That all you ever say anymore! Why don't you stand for yourself without having to bring her into it!"

"I would if you stop saying I'm weak and worthless!"