"As long as you're breathing, you've got time"

"GENERATIONS: Lost Links Ch. 27
          
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          "You're not escapin' breakfast, are you, Grandpa?" The older bear blinked. Bernadette was smiling, shaking her head a little while turning to go back to the house. "Oh, well, certainly not."
          
            "Good." Francine hummed. "Come on, there's a place waitin' for y'a!" She told, before turning her sights to the front porch of the house. In a blink, she appeared ahead of them by the front door. Bernadette gave her daughter a look. "Francine...?" Francine returned it with a reassuring look. "I'm alright, Mama. I'll start the coffee pot." She offered, heading inside ahead of the two.
          
            Fred Bear caught up with his daughter, wrapping an arm around her shoulders while they made it back inside of the home.
          
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            His morning had passed by quite slow. He'd had an early lunch, just as a way to pass the time. He'd considered, maybe spending the time today to visit his brother. He could have even had lunch at the Sanctuary, now able to keep him company the entire day. For longer than just a couple hours. 
          
            But his magic felt strange, again, today. There wasn't much telling what could happen because of it. He hoped tomorrow would be better. 
          
            So, when his father had asked if he'd wanted to accompany him to the Sanctuary that afternoon, he'd declined. Something in the elder Marionette's reaction told him the response was understood even more than he'd felt like explaining at that moment.

"GENERATIONS: Lost Links" Ch. 27
          
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            "I know, such a shame. Stuck here, by the love of my girls." Freddy dramatically added, pulling Chica more in for a hug, while his other hand reached out for Annie—who was nearly asleep in Francine's arms. Bernadette laughed. "Goodness, you two...!" Gold's mouth fell agape. "Who is this 'two'? I don't claim Freddy's bit!"
          
            "Sure, you don't!" Francine teased. Gold waved them off. 
          
            "Oh, hey," Chica began, looking to her mother-in-law. "How's the cobbler I brought?" Bernadette let out a small gasp. "I nearly forgot, thank you, dear!" She promptly got up from her seat, making her way back to the kitchen to check in on dessert. "Here, let me help!" Chica offered, also getting up.
          
            The others watched the two leave, eagerly waiting for the strawberry cobbler Chica had brought. All the while, Freddy took her empty spot and scooted up closer to check in on his sleeping cub. Francine quietly shushed him. "Hey, don't wake her." In return, Freddy gave his sister a very serious look as he answered, "I wouldn't dream of it."
          
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            The town was very quiet at night, and at least in the sector he was currently at, there wasn't much night life that he could notice. There was merely the street lights, whose beams he managed to evade while he 'window shopped'.

"GENERATIONS: Lost Links" Ch. 26
          
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          "How much?" Fred paused. "Pardon?"
          
            "How much do I owe you for the restoration?"
          
            "'How much'..." Fred shook his head, waving the question off. "Oh, no, I don't want payment for this." Ballora raised a brow. "Are you sure?" Fred nodded. "I'm certain." He assured her. "Fine. Do you at least accept 'thank you' hugs for a tip?" The bear chuckled. "Those, I can accept." He held his arms out, accepting a hug from Ballora.
          
            "Thank you so much for this, Fred." Ballora said to him again. "It was a pleasure, Ballora."
          
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            The couple were idling in the kitchen, barely in earshot of the conversation being had in the other room. Fred had arrived a few minutes ago, wanting to check in on Luca and Jenny. Out of respect, Foxy and Vixen left the three on their own. Though, as the minutes passed, they found themselves becoming more eager to know what was being discussed.
          
            Vixen had moved to the threshold of the kitchen, trying to resist the urge to hear bits and pieces when Foxy put an arm on her shoulder. She turned to look at him. "Looks t'a be nice out," he quietly said, "why's don't we's get some air. Sit on th' porch." Vixen nodded. "... Okay." She let him lead her towards the front door, the two of them stepping outside together.

Micro Freedom AU announcement-
          
          So, quick one for today. I'll be updating GENERATIONS: Lost Links today with a new chapter, as opposed to my usual Saturday updates. Just due to the weekend being busy for me. So, stay tuned for Chapter 26 later today!
          
          That's all. Have a lovely week, and get a nice glass of water!

Taking a look at the calendar, y'all probably know what I'm about to say-
          
          No new update to GENERATIONS: Lost Links this weekend. I'll be working on chapter 2 of this year's Christmas special this weekend. 
          
          Stay tuned next weekend for GENERATIONS • part 2 Chapter Twenty-Six!
          
          Enjoy the weekend, and stay hydrated!^^

"GENERATIONS: Lost Links" Ch. 25
          
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            Sophie shook her head a little, turning her attention to Toy again. "You know what? He's your nephew," she began, "Do you know what he'd like?" Toy thought for a moment. Sophie and Helpy watched as she then got out a paper pastry bag and metal tongs, grabbing a raspberry muffin from the display. "He likes raspberry muffins."
          
            "Raspberry muffin it is, then." Sophie hummed, taking out her wallet as Toy rang up the total—though not before jotting down a little note for Luca on the paper bag as a fun way to cheer her nephew up. Sophie's smile brightened when she saw Toy doodle a smiley face and a heart along with the note. 
          
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            The fox was stood over her oval coffee table, where tons of notes, papers and charts were carefully spread across the surface. It was a collection of carefully compiled information she'd put together in recent years, while she'd been working alongside Herman. He had always found it to be a bit much, the details over those they helped which she made sure were carefully documented. 
          
            And, well... okay, maybe categorizing individual Anthros' supposed favorite foods was overboard. But, her thoroughness had helped them in their work before, and Herman did acknowledge that.
          
            So, even now that she was 'settled' in Newer Home, Herman had hoped Lolbit wouldn't obsess too much over her notes and documents. He didn't expect her to scrap all she'd worked on, but just that it wouldn't continue being something that took up most of her day to day life. After all, he wanted to see her make friendly connections with other Anthros. Outside of her charts and profiles.

"GENERATIONS: Lost Links" Ch. 24
          
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          Gold paused, slowly looking between the two. Carl, meanwhile, had still been watching Gold—noticing the bear relax a little when Chica had taken Annie back. 
          
            "He... Well, he wanted to," the bear began, "just eh... the timin' just didn't work out. But he didn't want to hold back the search, so he'll eh, be helpin' from here." Gold explained, managing a fairly casual smile. "And you know, also seein' to Plushy 'n what have you." Freddy nodded a little at the explanation. 
          
            "Although, can I make a request?" Freddy asked, his brother now giving him a curious look and a nod to continue. "Can you bring back a souvenir?" Gold blinked. "Like a key chain, or something." Freddy added, beginning to grin. "... Why?" 
          
            "Why not?" The younger bear countered, Chica shaking her head a little in amusement. Gold couldn't help the small eyeroll. "Okay, fine. No promises it won't be completely tacky." Freddy wrapped an arm around his brother's shoulders, giving the older a small, joking shake up at the same time. "The tackier the better!"
          
            "You got it, Fred'." Gold said with a smirk. Carl finally glanced away, towards Chica. The two sharing the same, amused reaction from the brothers' exchange.
          
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            Now at his paint easel, still in its usual corner of the living room, the bear set his mug of tea on the end table to his right. He let the drink cool, as he picked up his paint palette to get the first few colors of paint on the surface. 
          
            His current piece was only half painted, while the reference sketches were already completed. They we set on the ledge of the easel, next to the small paintings. Today, he'd finally found the time to continue the careful work on this small project.

Happy Mother's Day! Here's lil Freedom AU art for the occasion!
          
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"GENERATIONS: Lost Links" Ch. 21
          
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            "Huh? Compare you to?" Shine smirked, continuing. "I was a smaller baby than my mama had been, so when my grandparents saw me, they were treating me like I was a little, glass doll." Plushy began to grin. "So like, you were so small they thought they would accidentally break you?" Shine nodded, laughing a little. 
          
            "My mom and dad found it very funny, and very sweet. They eventually got used to me, though, especially when I started growing a little bigger. But my parents always laughed about it whenever they told me the story." Plushy was laughing, now, too. "That is funny!"
          
            As the two made it onto their street, Shine went on to answer her son's initial question. "So, while I doubt that's how my family would treat you when you do meet them, I bet they'll think your the sweetest and worthy of being spoiled a bit, too." Plushy was smiling brightly upon hearing that. "I can't wait to meet them. You think Grandpa Sam will know where they are?"
          
            "That's what we're hoping, baby." Shine answered, giving her son a look of confidence. Plushy hugged his mom's arm in response. "Yeah, me too!"
          
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            Classical music played through the house, coming from the CD player on the living room shelf. The pieces that were playing, he recognized easily. They were some of his wife's favorites, especially as she'd danced to them before. He recalled those memories fondly. She always moved with beauty and grace, no matter the ballet piece.
          
            Lingering near the threshold of the living room, Puppet could hear the kitchen tap being turned off. After, he spotted his wife at the other end of the room, hands clasped in front of herself and her eyes closed as she listened to the music.

"GENERATIONS: Lost Links" Ch. 21
          
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          "You'd like to go find butterflies to dance with, and find spring flowers to pick?" Her daughter nodded, excitement growing. Her mother let out a small laugh.
          
            The little rabbit then continued. "But also, can's we go looking for butterflies and springtime flowers at other places?" Her mother looked at her curiously. "How do you mean, sweatpea?" She asked her. "Like, at other places we hasn't been to before. Like a real adventure!" Her mother's smile shifted subtly, though the enthusiastic, young rabbit didn't notice. 
          
            Reaching a hand to pet her head, her mother said to her, "Some day. You've got all the time in the world to go on adventures to anywhere you'd like." She told her. "Promise?" Her mother gave her daughter a nod. "I promise, Shine." Shine beamed, hearing that.
          
            A knock sounded on the front door, instantly catching her mother's attention. "Ah, that might be the mailman." Shine blinked, watching her mother as she went to answer whoever was at the door. The exchange was brief, a man's voice stating he had a letter "for Phoebe". It ending with a polite "thank you"  from her mother before she closed the door. She now held an envelope in her hand.
          
            "Who sented you a letter, Mama?" Shine wondered, trailing alongside her mother while she went to sit at the small, kitchen table with the letter.