Chapter 2.32 Nasty

'Alyssa' honestly saw the downstairs being empty as a relief.

She saw it as an opportunity to go back to being herself. The fairy her. She missed her pretty pink wings, and she missed not having annoying brats around her feet, and she missed the way she looked. She missed being herself, but it felt so good to be harming someone she hates. 

She wondered if she could go back to herself for just a second. Blondie was upstairs looking after the brats and the youngest spawn. It was just a question of where the hormonal one was.

"Mom?" Oh, there she was. 'Alyssa' sighed, but then noticed how she was storming over. She grinned to herself, this could be interesting.
"Something wrong?" She asked, in almost a mocking tone just to irritate Belle further.

Belle narrowed her eyes at her mom, wondering why she was talking in that tone. "Why did you hide the message from me?" She asked straight out, frowning.
"Message?" 'Alyssa' asked, having no clue what Belle was on about. "What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend like you don't know what I mean." Belle glared at her mom. "I mean the message my dad sent me, the message about wanting to meet me that you hid from me!" She accused, really angry now. How could her mom hide something like this then play innocent like she had no clue about what was going on.
"Belle..." 'Alyssa' sighed. Out of all of them, Belle was probably her favourite. She didn't need as much attention, and she could pretty much do anything for the other brats and wouldn't question it. Belle was her favourite brat. "I honestly don't know what you mean."

"Yes, you do. I know you do. You and Tyler were hiding it from me, I know you were." She sighed, exasperated. Her mom was really starting to bug her lately. It seemed to be almost as soon as Juniper was a toddler, her mom turned into a bitch.
'Alyssa' laughed, honestly finding Belle's little outbreak entertaining. It was fun to mess with Alyssa's kids. "Really? You've thought it over in that tiny, little mind of yours, and that's what you came up with?" She folded her arms, mockingly. "That me and Tyler are hiding something from you?"

"Yeah, that is what I think. And I don't just think it, I know it. You're hiding something from me, and you hide things from pretty much all of us. Like with Ashton and Melody. When was the last time they even spoke to their dad? And me and Nathaniel don't even know who the hell our dads are, and Nate probably thinks Tyler's his dad, when he isn't. It's like you don't care about what's going to happen after that! All you care about is yourself!" Belle yelled, finally letting it all go, and it honestly felt good to tell her mom all of that. She was being selfish.

Belle didn't expect her mom to take it the way she did, she was smiling. "With due respect, Belley Boo" 'Alyssa' started, mocking friendliness and then the nastiness came, but still in a friendly tone "Your dad didn't want anything to do with you before that message, and you're right, I am selfish, but not as selfish as you. Do you have any idea what you did to my life? You pretty much put a damper on all of my social life and made me have to give up on my career." She spoke softly, nicely which contrasted with what she was saying. "And I mean, who can blame your dad for calling after so long? He probably felt pity on me for having to deal with an accident for so long, an accident I honestly wished that I had taken care of when I first found out about you. If I did that, I could possibly, at worst, have a little scar tissue or something, rather than a teenager."

Belle looked at her mom in horror. Had she really just heard what she heard? "What?" She asked, quietly. Her mom didn't want her? That wasn't a nice thing to think about at all, it hurt to think about.
"You heard me, and you said I was being selfish and keeping secrets, so there you go. There's the truth for you Belle. You were an accident, and if it wasn't for you, I could have been much happier." 'Alyssa' said simply, and watched as Belle walked off.
'Alyssa' grinned, it was fun to be nasty.

Belle went into the closest room she could see, and just broke down crying. Her mom really did know how to be mean when she wanted to. She couldn't believe what her mom had said. Her mom had basically said that she wished she was never born. It made her heart hurt to think about. She knew what she had said about her mom being selfish was mean, but her mom was nasty for keeping her dad a secret from her.

Belle brought her knees up to her chest, resting her head on her arms. She was feeling a mixed of sadness and anger. How could her mom say something like that? What on Earth was wrong with her?! Did her mom really hate her? If so, she didn't have to be so mean!
Right now, anger was mostly taking over the sadness. She just wanted to break something right now, take her aggression out on something that couldn't hurt her in return.
And then Belle saw the guitar.

She picked up the guitar, more than ready to smash it into one thousand pieces. She was just about ready to hit it over the wall, before she heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. At first she thought it was her mom, but the voice wasn't her mom's. "And just what do you think you're doing with my guitar, young lady? Just put it down, and then we can talk."
Belle put the guitar down, and was freaked out by what she saw. Why was there a ghost in the music room?!

Belle looked at the ghost, unsure if she should talk or not. What if someone could hear her? Then they would obviously think that there was someone else there, and she would wind up in trouble.
"You can talk, you know. The room's sound proof. Your granddad made it that way for me." She half smiled, then sighed. "So, what's going on?"

"Mom hates me." Belle said, straight out. "Sh-She said that she wished she had 't-taken care of me' when she could, a-and that she d-doesn't want me." She choked out while sobbing and hugging her grandmother tightly. Apparently the myth about ghosts being not fully solid was a lie. Even though the hug felt a little cold, it was a nice feeling.

"Your mom doesn't hate you Belle." Erin sighed, frowning. That really didn't sound like something Alyssa would say, although she's not seen Alyssa in years. 

"I know this probably isn't much of a consolation, but whenever I got upset, I turned to music. You might not be quite the same way as I am, but it does help, and by that I don't mean smashing up my guitar that's probably older than both you and your mom put together. No one else uses these instruments, so they're yours for the taking if you want them."

"So, these are all mine now?" She asked, "Wouldn't my mom want them or something?" 

"I tried your mom with music, she didn't like it. These instruments are just sat here collecting dust, and I remember that you liked the keyboard when you were little."

"I can kinda remember coming in here when I was little." Belle mused, thinking about it. "I have no clue how I got up on the keyboard stool, it was probably taller than me. I know my mom didn't help me up because I think she freaked out when she saw me on it." 

Once the fairly fuzzy memory was gone, Belle realized that the room was empty. She was partially sad, yes, but she had met another part of her family, and she had gotten a whole new room filled with instruments. She went over to the piano first, wanting to try that out the most.

It was very dusty, but it still worked. And the room was soundproof, just like how Erin had said.

Belle played the piano for quite a while, forgetting about sleep for that night, She found that it got a lot easier to play after a while, although her fingers started to ache after quite a while. Nevertheless, she had found something new that she loved.

She heard very quiet, muffled sounds from the other side of the door, and figured that Ashton and Melody were probably having their birthdays before school.

They both had their birthdays at the same time, mostly because Melody didn't want to go second (even though Ashton was older than her). They blew out their candles at about the same time, Ashton blowing out his candles about a second before Melody blew out hers (he was the oldest, and he wanted to go first!).

Melody kept with her usual tying her hair up and out of her face (except from a fringe) and she didn't really care all too much about the fact that it was getting colder and shorts probably weren't as practical, she liked it so she wore it.

Ashton paid more attention to the fact that it was getting colder, and had his usual long hair. He didn't know what he would look like with shorter hair, but he knew that he didn't really want to find out, If it isn't broke, don't fix it,

Chapter 2.31 Sandcastles and Fish

Chapter 2.33 Princesses and Fairytales

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AN: I hated writing that little speech Alyssa gave Belle. I felt so heartless, but I had to do it. It ties in, but I still feel like I was being a bitch to Belle (even though she's actually fine. I just feel bad for story her.) and yeah. Sorry Belle.

And I'm starting to rethink Juniper as heir now after seeing teen Melody. No, I rolled for Juniper to be heir, Juniper's heir. But Melody's so pretty, but Juniper's heir. *Sigh* I really want single with double help so I can keep all three girls, I love them all so much! <3 (Sorry Ashton and Nate, but they all have the eyes)

Also, you may have noticed (for those of you with eagle eyes) that there are family pictures up. I saw that someone else did the kind of photo shoot style pictures around their legacy house, and I thought it was an awesome so voila! There's only a couple around as of yet.

Thanks for reading!

Chapter 2.31 Sandcastles and Fish

Video games were a very important thing

Tyler was helping Nathaniel play, but unfortunately, not much progress was made. "Okay, so if you just press the green button, no the other green one." Tyler tried to help him, but Nathaniel was much more interested in pressing random buttons over and over again,

"Do you really think he should be learning how to play violent video games?" Belle glanced up from her book to the two of them. 

"It's not violent, it's just a racing game. Besides, it's just something to do while your mom gets a birthday cake for Nathaniel" Tyler murmured, watching the TV screen closely. He furrowed his eyebrows seeing the car that Nathaniel picked out, "The purple one? Are you sure Nate? We could have the red one, or the blue one?" Tyler suggested.

"Purple car." Nathaniel decided,  pressing the green button on the controls.

Tyler helped Nathaniel blow out the candles while the family gathered around to celebrate, and he couldn't help but wonder why Alyssa didn't want to help Nathaniel blow out the candles. Whatever the reason, Tyler was more than happy to help Nathaniel blow out the candles.

"It's my birthday!" Nathaniel grinned, looking up at his mom. He figured seeing as though it was his birthday, he should get whatever he pleases.
"I've noticed, based on you were a toddler but now you're not." 'Alyssa' responded, starting to get a little bored of all this mundane family life style
He frowned, a little bit hurt. "Anyway... I was hoping we could go to the beach!" He grinned, managing to stay enthusiastic. He really wanted to go to the beach, he could build a sand castle and a sand car and a sand flat screen TV

"It's Autumn." 'Alyssa' grumbled, rolling her eyes. "It's too cold to go to the beach." She rolled her eyes.
Nathaniel frowned, wondering why his mom was being so mean. "Oh, okay." He frowned. 'Alyssa' got even more annoyed now he looked like he was about to get upset. The last thing she wanted was a sniveling little kid.
"Why don't you ask Belle to drive you down?" She suggested, sighing. At least he didn't look  like he was going to cry anymore. She couldn't help but wonder how kids could be such idiots sometimes.

"There's someone in the sandcastle bit." Nathaniel frowned, once him and Belle were at the beach. He didn't really like being around other people he didn't know.
"And? Just go over and play, you might end up being friends with her." Belle smiled at her little brother. "And she looks like she's quite good at building sand castles, just go play with her."

Nathaniel wasn't fully sure what to say to her, he wasn't used to talking to people he didn't know. "Y-You're sandcastle's pretty." He spoke quietly, looking at his shoes more than the pretty girl.
She smiled at him briefly, then her attention went back to her sandcastle. "Thanks. My aunt taught me how to make them." She then shuffled over slightly, looking up at him. "Want to watch me build a new one?" She asked, destroying the sand castle in front of her.

"Why did you destroy it?" He asked, frowning as he sat down on the sand. "It was good already."
"Good, but it wasn't perfect. I wanted it to be perfect and it wasn't perfect." She looked at him, holding sand in her hands. She smiled again, and introduced herself. "I'm Callie."
"I'm Nathaniel." He introduced himself in return. "And I thought it was pretty perfect."

"That's quite a long name." Callie noted, frowning slightly. "Don't you have a nickname or something?" She asked. "I want to call you something shorter if we're friends."
"My dad calls me Nate." He shrugged, then tilted his head. "You like things to be perfect, don't you?" He asked.

"Of course!" She grinned, lifting her hands up with sand following. "If things aren't perfect, then what are they?" She asked. "Anyway, I'll show you how to build a sandcastle." She smiled.
Nathaniel watched as Callie started to build the sand castle. She was a little bit weird sometimes, but he didn't really mind. She seemed nice.

The two of them skipped stones after getting tired of sand castle building. They wanted to see who could throw their stone further, and it was a fair game as neither of them were particularly sporty. It was just fun spending time with one another.
"Did you see which one went further?" Nathaniel asked, looking over at Callie who was grinning.
"I think we should just say I won. I'm a girl, and girls are always right, so I won."

Nathaniel spent most of the day with Callie, while Belle was probably somewhere else on the beach. He wanted to just watch the waves for a while and Callie happily agreed. After a long time of being quiet, she said "I'd like to be a fish." She smiled to herself, seeing the occasional fish jump out of the water.
"A fish?" Nathaniel shook his head. "I wouldn't want to be a fish. Someone would try and eat me." He shuddered, not liking that thought,

"Not all fish get ate." Callie pointed out, laughing a little. "I think it would be nice. You can swim wherever you want to, and there's such a huge area to swim around in. That, and if something goes wrong, you can just swim away from it. That, and you wouldn't have to ride everywhere on a bike, you could just make friends with a turtle and ride on your turtle friends" She smiled, then sighed. "It's not like that for us. We have school." She grumbled.

"Fish live in schools, so, y'know." Nathaniel laughed at his own joke, whereas Callie just shook her head.

"That wasn't what I meant, Nate." She looked at him, but he could see that she was trying not to grin.

"That, and if you were a fish, you wouldn't be able to tell the time. Like, you wouldn't know that it's about six." Nathaniel pointed out, smiling slightly.

Callie tensed, "It's six?" She asked, notably worried. She didn't realize it had gotten that late! She was going to be in so much trouble.

"Yeah, why? Do your parents want you home or something?" He asked, rather worried. She had seemed to have gone from being happy to seemingly terrified.

"My dad really doesn't like it when I'm late home." She frowned, and stood up. She was about to go before he stopped her to ask.

"Will I see you at school again tomorrow?" He really did want to. He didn't want to lose his first friend (family doesn't count in this case).

She smiled slightly at him, "Yeah, probably." She soon left the beach, needing to get home.

Once she and Nathaniel were home, Belle couldn't help but glance around at her younger brothers and sisters.

"Who dares disturb my village? I as Queen demand the intruder be gone!" Belle first saw Melody preside over her royal court. 

And she then saw her brothers playing some video game about some sport or another.

"No, no, no! I had the ball, you just took it off of me!" Nathaniel complained, rather annoyed by the fact Ashton was winning.

"Too bad, sucker." Ashton grinned. "Even Maya's on my side." He gloated, using the fact Maya was sat next to him as the dog being on his side.

Belle couldn't help but wonder why she was so different to her siblings.

She went into the study, trying to find a book she hasn't yet read. She really did need to go to the bookstore and get some more. She had already filled up her own bookshelf. 

She was about to choose one until she heard the phone behind her beep. Curious, she went over and saw there was a message still there.

She went over to the phone, and pressed the button to listen to the message. She wasn't all too interested in what it was on about, figuring it was probably just about her mom's work. She looked out of the window at the message started to play.

"Bonjour? Commet alez-vous, mon Belle? Je suis très bien et..." The message got Belle's attention when it said her name, and she began to think back to a conversation she and her mom had a while ago.

She remembered her mom was reading her a story about a princess with a similar name to her, and she asked "If I wasn't names after a princess, what was I named after?" And then she queried "Was I named Belle because you like bells?"

"I called you Belle because, uh... " Belle remembered her mom hesitated before answering her. "... I called you Belle because when I met your dad, he used to call me 'Mon Belle' which means my beautiful."

Belle wasn't fully sure of how exactly to react, and she replayed the message, at least up until the point where she needed it to be.

"Bonjour? Commet alez-vous, mon Belle?" Was that her dad? She wasn't fully sure, but what are the chances that someone else was French and called her that? "I'm sorry it took me a long time to answer, I was scared. I didn't know what to do with a baby. I'm not scared now though, and I know he or she likely isn't a baby anymore." And she stopped listening then. That was her dad. Who the hell else could it be?

No one else came to her mind, who else would her mom be talking to that was French and called her that? That must have been her dad. But that raised the question of why her mom hadn't yet told her about it. Then, a thought hit her.

Her mom purposely didn't let her know about her dad.

Her mom has kept her dad a secret from her, even when she did nothing but ask? Oh, that wasn't right. That was not fair. Belle had a right to know who her dad was, and her mom just kept that from her! Belle was not happy, at all.

She was furious.

Chapter 2.30 Queen of the Birdies

Chapter 2.32 Nasty

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AN: I was feeling almost negligent to dear Nathaniel, so I gave him a pretty girl and his own little story line.

I bet some of you were forgetting about that phone call from Belle's dad. I didn't forget though, at all. 

See, I had partially a story line if Belle took over, and seeing as though it's going to be quite a while before Juniper's ready to take over, I decided to focus a little bit on Belle (because she's my favourite (I didn't say that!)) And I came up with little ones for the other kids too, so still as interesting as ever!

Chapter 2.30 Queen of the Birdies

Juniper watched the pigeons, grinning.

Birdies were so cute! She wanted a birdy. She wanted a pigeon, but her daddy always said that they were dirty. They didn't look all too dirty. They looked nice. Maybe she could be friends with one of them! She would like that. She could be friends with all the birdies! She could even be the Queen of the Birdies!

"If you go up to it, it's just going to fly away." Holly noted dryly as Juniper went a little closer to the pigeon. Holly was the only one out of Rosie's kids that was a vampire, and she kind of liked it that way. She didn't like the sun though, nor the outside, but her aunt Alyssa was over, and her mom had told her to spend time with her cousin.
"Birdie!" Juniper chirped, and began to go towards the bird. She went slowly at first up to her first follower. She could almost picture it. She would have her own tiara and all the birdies would sing to her. It was perfect! She approached the pigeon cautiously.

Juniper went to the pigeon and leaped on to where it was to catch it. She didn't fully think it through, as she was now on the cold, hard ground with the pigeon long gone.
Holly shuffled over, sitting in the shade now. It still kept the horrible sun off of her, which she wanted. "I honestly can't say I didn't see that coming." She laughed a little. "What did you expect?"
Juniper didn't find it as funny. Her birdies were all gone, and her knees hurt and her hands and arms were all tingly from the landing. She started to cry, experiencing one of the worst times of her life. She couldn't be Queen of the Birdies now. She didn't have any birdies to be queen of.

"My arm's squiggly!" She cried out, not knowing the word for tingly. She didn't like the squiggly feeling at all. It kinda hurt.
Holly sighed, and went to look at Juniper's arm. It looked perfectly fine. "I'll get aunt Alyssa." She stood up, "She'll know what to do." She half smiled, then quickly went to find Alyssa.
"Squiggly." Juniper murmured as Holly left, shaking her arm. She really didn't like the feeling. She knew that her mommy would make it all better though. Mommy always made everything feel better, it was her job.
Something weird happened next though... Juniper saw something strange.

What she saw was a little fuzzy, and really bright, it hurt her eyes a little. It was a weird feeling Juniper got, it was as if the picture had overtook what it was she was looking at. The picture took over the grass and trees of outside.
What Juniper saw was her mommy, and she was upset. Juniper hated it when her mommy was upset. It made her feel not very nice inside. She wondered where her daddy was in that picture. Her daddy always made her mommy feel better, and he always made her smile again.

Meanwhile, inside, 'Alyssa' didn't really have much input on the conversation between the bit witch and her 'sister-in-law'. Surely, she should have had something to say, if she was going to keep up the lie, but it was easier to claim she was staying out of it.
"I'm just saying self-soothe is better for babies. It's tough love. They can't always be depending on you." Rosie pointed out, and 'Alyssa' could tell that she was trying to keep her cool. She grinned inwardly, finding it amusing as she got annoyed. Maybe she should agree with 'her' sister-in-law, just for the amusement,
"How is it better? It's better to look after them, and care for them. Daisy's only young, and I don't want her crying in the night because she misses me." She defended herself, frowning. Sabrina then turned to her. "What do you think Alyssa? Do you think you should look after and care for your child, or do you think you should be neglectful?" Sabrina shot a look at Rosie, who rolled her eyes.
"Its called teaching the child independence." She corrected. "But what do you think Alyssa?"

'Alyssa' had no actual view on this. She didn't really care all too much, it wasn't like she had kids. Sure, the real Alyssa did, but they were old enough to not fully needed her, The youngest two, maybe need her. She knew Tyler would just look after them two though, after all, that was the main reason she made him come here too. Juniper wanted to come here with her, and 'Alyssa' didn't want to deal with her on her own.
She half smiled at Sabrina. "I personally agree with you, Sabrina. I think it's better to attend to a baby when it's upset." And she ignored the look Rosie gave her as she smiled back at her like nothing in the world was wrong.
Sabrina grinned at Rosie. "See? Told you I was right. Maybe you could try the right way with the next baby."

Rosie scoffed. "I'm not doing that. Independence is a good thing, and the baby needs to know that." She sighed, but soon smiled when she saw Holly up at the table. "Is something wrong, Holls?"
Holly frowned, and looked at Alyssa. "Juniper's upset." She said basically, knowing that Alyssa would probably do something. Moms were always good at this sort of thing.
"Is she?" 'Alyssa' asked, humming a little. She knew that the little spawn would soon cheer herself up when she saw some butterflies or whatever. Juniper was like that, and it bugged her. Always optimistic and happy. Most children were the same anyway. Easy to upset and fun to mess with, which was exactly why 'Alyssa' wasn't taking all too much interest in Juniper being upset.

Juniper was really bothered by what she saw. She didn't understand, why was her mommy upset? And where was she? Wasn't her mommy inside? She didn't get it, and it really upset her more on top of her birdie followers flying away and her squiggly arms (which were partially fading by now). How could a day get any worse?!

She was slightly happier when she got cuddles from her daddy, but that still didn't mean she was fully happy. "Why mommy sad?" She asked, "Where's mommy?" She asked again, wanting to know. She didn't get it.
Tyler was rather confused by what Juniper was going on about. "She's inside, and she's not upset." He told her simply, figuring it was just more of kids having wild imaginations. Still, he would much rather be confused by Juniper than near Rosie's husband. Tyler knew that some vampires were alright (and Rosie being fine is a sign of that) but he still couldn't help but be at least a little uneasy.

Juniper shook her head. She knows what she saw. "Mommy's upset. Saw it." She frowned, looking up at him. "Where is she?" She asked, wondering where her mommy was.
Tyler frowned, curious about what Juniper meant. "What did it look like?" He asked her, and sat her down on the floor as he sat down opposite her, He had a sneaking suspicion about his daughter and her persistence on believing what she saw.

"Mommy was sad." Juniper frowned. "And she was on floor." She described, tilting her head. Why did it matter what she saw? She wanted him to know that he should make mommy happy again.
He sighed ever so slightly, remembering that she was only young and didn't understand. "Was it really bright?" He asked. He had an inkling that Juniper had developed clairvoyance powers from somewhere. He knew that there was magic in both his family (obviously with him being a mind reader) and he recalled Alyssa mentioning something about her mom being a teleporter. Neither of them stemmed clairvoyance though, which confused him.

She nodded. "Ouchy on eyes." She frowned, which was Juniper-ese for it hurt her eyes.
Tyler frowned, figuring his suspicion was right, "Right." He murmured. He knew someone who was a clairvoyant and well... Needless to say, he didn't want his daughter turning out that way, He sighed, before speaking. "You're going to have to do a favour for me, Juni. Can you do that?" He asked, putting on a smile as he did.

"Imma big girl. I can do it." She grinned, not taking in how serious her daddy was being.
"I know you are." He smiled at her, then continued with, "Whenever you see something, you can't tell anyone, okay? You have to keep it a secret. You can tell me, mommy, your teddies and your brothers and sisters, but no one else." He was stern but soft. He didn't want people to treat her differently because she could see into the future.
"Can I tell Maya?" She asked, tilting her head like how a dog would. "Maya's good with secrets." She whispered, smiling.
Tyler grinned, "Yes, you can tell Maya. But make sure she doesn't tell any of her puppy friends." He smiled at her.

Once Tyler was gone, Sabrina grinned. "What did I tell you, hmm?" She then started to mimic what the real Alyssa had said a while ago "There's nothing there. You're clutching at straws, me and him are purely platonic. Sure, there was something there once upon a time, but I doubt there's anything there now." And she laughed. Obviously, 'Alyssa' had no clue what was going on. "So, when exactly is the wedding?" She asked.
Before 'Alyssa' had time to talk, Rosie playfully hit her on the arm. "You and him are getting married? You tell your sister that first, and then your sister in law." She grinned.
Alyssa shook her head. "We're not engaged, Rosie. And I'm honestly I'm not sure what's going to happen." She shrugged.

"Are you being stupid on purpose?" Sabrina teased, grinning. "I mean, he loves you and you love him. What's going to happen that will get in the way of that?"
"I can answer that, nothing." Rosie grinned, then looked at her little sister. "And when you do get engaged for real, you tell me first. Echoing what Sabrina said, nothing will get in the way of you and him being happy." She smiled.
'Alyssa' grinned, all too knowingly. "I was being silly before. Nothing is going to get in the way of me being happy."

The real Alyssa had almost the opposite feeling that the fake one. She missed her family, she missed Tyler, she was even beginning to miss the washing machine that was always breaking on her (no matter how many times she kicks it). It was really making her upset being away from her family for so long.
She heard someone behind herself, and rolled her eyes. Another damn fairy. They were all like little pests, all of them are like mosquitoes. Unfortunately, she left her bug spray at home.

Alyssa moved her hair forwards slightly, not wanting the fairy to know she was crying. "I swear, those kids of ours." She heard the fairy laugh, and Alyssa gritted her teeth. "I mean, Juniper, God bless her, she isn't very smart, is she? She doesn't take after us." She grinned. Melancholia preferred being herself whenever she could be.
"Don't talk about my daughter that way." She was starting to get annoyed now. "She's my daughter, and they're my kids." She growled.
The fairy sighed, "You never know Alyssa. As it stands, I could be their new mommy. Your boyfriend certainly can't tell the difference between you and me. Maybe I'll get used to this, playing happy family." She mused.

"They've my kids. No matter what you do, they will always belong to me. Me. They're mine." She growled, and it was a good thing for the fairy that there was a fence, otherwise there would be fairy face confetti all over the floor.
"That's cute, you trying to intimidate me, when I'm the one on this side of the fence." She grinned. "You're not going to be able to go until I have what I want." She smiled dryly. "And thanks to the little pep talk your sister and sister in law gave me, I know nothing is going to stand in my way."

"You will never, ever get away with this. They'll realise you're not me." Her fingers curled around the fence, furious.
"I don't think so. Your kids will soon forget what you were like, I mean, lets face it, they have a two second memory. That, and your sister and sister in law think that your precious boyfriend wants to propose. Wouldn't it be funny if I got the ring and you didn't?" She laughed.
Alyssa frowned, going through a mix of fury and wanting to cry. Tyler was her boyfriend, not the fairy's. "He's mine, not yours. You can't just steal away my life!" She yelled.
The fairy simply laughed. "I already have, Alyssa. I already have." And Alyssa watched as the fairy walked off.

Once the fairy was gone, Alyssa sat down on the bed, and started to cry. She felt helpless as that fairy slowly tore apart her family life. She had worked so hard to make her life the way she wanted it to be, and now she finally had it, someone was just going to come and take it from her.
She would have been optimistic in thinking that she could somehow beat that fairy, and somehow get out of here and somehow get back home, what how could she? She felt utterly helpless.

Chapter 2.29 Fine, Just Fine

Chapter 2.31 Sandcastles and Fish

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AN: :(

Poor Alyssa. And I mean real Alyssa there.

The conversation/argument that Rosie and Sabrina were having, I honestly have no opinion on it. I just heard that argument on Desperate Housewives (between Lynette and Susan over how to help baby Paige when she was crying) and that's where I got it from. I have no personal views.

As for Juniper, she's adorable to write for. I can't remember who it was, but they said that they used to say their arms felt squiggly when they meant that tingly feeling. Thinking about it, I think that person meant when they had pins and needles, but it can transfer :)

I also love the way Holly looks, she's the only vampire out of Rosie's kids and I think I have a thing of naming children after plants (Rosie, Juniper, Holly (was called something else, I renamed) and Connor and Sabrina had a daughter (she was originally called something weird) called Daisy)

And now I need to be off downloading outfits because there's birthdays next chapter! 

Thank you for reading!