Generation Two: Pello: Chapter One

SLUGHORN LEGACY
Generation 2: Pello Slughorn
Chapter One: Letters From Home

“She drove erratically that day and she never made it home………..”

I snapped the book shut and pitched it across my room, causing the book to ricochet off the door and fall face open on the floor.  How dare they write this stuff about my mother? What gave them the right?  Oh I forgot it has the word unauthorized in the title so that gives them the right. I didn’t need to finish it, I had lived it.

I heard one crisp, clear knock on the door as Parley burst through,  “What was that noise?”

I looked at my once sweet and kind sister with a look of annoyance.  “Get out Parley!”

She noticed the book on the floor and swooped it up.  “The Unauthorized Story of Octavia Slughorn.”  She read the spine of the book and then tossed it onto my nearby desk.  An unnatural laugh escaped her lips and she cocked her hip and looked back in my direction.  “You finally decide to read that nonsense?”   It came out more like an accusation then a question, but that is what my sister had become; a cold, sarcastic young woman who would soon be a teenager.

“Parley, I’m not in the mood for you today.  Get the hell out of my room!”  I rose to my knees and pointed to the door.  Since our mother died I had always tried to be the encouraging older brother, but there were times she pushed my nerves to the core and today was one of them.

She stood her ground with her hands crossed over her chest and I sank back down on my bed.  Just then Cherry Tree, Cherry for short, my dog bound into the room making sure she brushed Parley’s leg before jumping onto the bed next to me.

Parley let out a disgusted cry, “Stay away from me you mangy mongrel.”  My whole room shook as she slammed the door behind her.

I looked over at Cherry and saw in her eyes that she wanted something from me, but unlike my father’s request, her’s was doable and reasonable.  I reached over and began running my fingers though the soft fur on top of her head.  Her stare eased, signaling me that she had forgiven me for shutting her out of my room; since I found her she had been by my side and that is where she is happiest.  She laid her head on my knee and I pulled both my hands behind my head and laid back into my pillow.  I had a big decision to make and I had to make is soon.

I just recently turned sixteen and with that, as the old saying goes, comes great responsibility.  After all my party guests left my father, in one of his lucid moments, sat me down and asked me to take on a great task.  He began by explaining to me that Octavia had set out to create a legacy out of the Slughorn name; one where people would hear the name and admire it and be able to take life lessons from.  He went on to tell me that she had decided that she had wanted me to carry on this legacy, and my dad wanted to know if I would take on that challenge.

I didn’t know what to say and I could see it in my dad’s eyes that he didn’t expect an answer right away.  “Can I let you know by Parley’s birthday?”

He nodded his head and patted my knee and as he stood up he said to me, “Nobody would be upset if you don’t want to do this.”

Those words rang in my ears as I lay on my bed trying to decided what to do. As I lay there memories of the past flooded my thoughts.

~~

The funeral was a big deal in Riverview everyone who was everyone showed up but only a select few had been allowed to go past the iron gates of the cemetery to say good-bye to Octavia Slughorn as the rest of the crowd waited outside  praising her life and inconsolably crying.

Most of the grief-stricken were family and a few close friends.  Pax and his two girls were there, and despite the rivalry the two women had going most of the time to win Pax’s affection they put that aside to be there for the man they both loved wholeheartedly.

Percy brought along with his steady Margo, and as he stood at the gravesite he could not muster any tears for his departed mother.  His heart was crushed and he felt lost without her, but the tears just would not come.  Margo just rubbed his back and whispered in his ear that everything would be okay.

Firefly still kept her distance from Porter, but was there with the girls to allow them to say good-bye to their grandma.  Porter’s heart was heavier than most at the funeral for he was dealing with a double loss.  He was not allowed to be with the woman he loved and the woman who had raised him when the man who shared his DNA abandoned him was now gone.  The only comfort he could find was in Robin and Ana and he tried to rejoice in the blessing he had in his girls.

Parley struggled and felt lost.  She was the only female of the Slughorn clan and she didn’t know how she would cope without her mother.  Without a woman to guide her through all the things she needed to learn.  All of us tried to be there for her in the days that followed mom’s death but the only one she seemed to respond to was my best friend and the boy she use to find annoying, Midori Sour.  I watched as he held a protective arm around my sister and I just knew she would be okay with him in her life.

Even Danger and Misty Zone were there.  My father was so against them attending, but Danger convinced him he had a right to be there since he and Octavia had three sons together.  Misty acted as if she had lost her best friend.  I didn’t understand her reaction because she and mom hadn’t been friends for years.

I stood with my dad, Kyle Slughorn, and when I wasn’t looking around to make sure my siblings were okay I was looking up at his face and it killed me to see the anguish there.  Truthfully was just avoiding looking at the coffin that held my mom, but I also did want to make sure my family was holding up.

At the end of the service Father Thomas called on Parley.  It had been requested by my father that Parley sing the departing song.  When he had asked her to do it she just shrugged her shoulders and walked out of the room and never brought it up again, but now when it was time to step in front of everyone she froze in her spot.

“I can’t do it.”  I heard her whisper.

I watched as Midori pulled her tight against his chest and wrap his arms protectively around her.  He whispered something in her ear and waited for her reply.  She wiped the tears from her eyes and stepped out of his shield of protection and took her place in front of mom’s coffin.

She cleared her throat and tried to sing, but the only thing that came out was a strange croaking noise.  She bowed her head and wiped more tears from her eyes.  After a few seconds she tried again:

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me….
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.

T’was Grace that taught…
my heart to fear.
And Grace, my fears relieved.
How precious did that Grace appear…
the hour I first believed.

Through many dangers, toils and snares…
we have already come.
T’was Grace that brought us safe thus far…
and Grace will lead us home.

The Lord has promised good to me…
His word my hope secures.
He will my shield and portion be…
as long as life endures.

Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
and mortal life shall cease,
I shall possess within the veil,
a life of joy and peace.

When we’ve been here ten thousand years…
bright shining as the sun.
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise…
then when we’ve first begun.

“Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,
That saved a wretch like me….
I once was lost but now am found,
Was blind, but now, I see.

If there had been a dry eye before she opened her mouth to sing there wasn’t after.  Her voice was soothing and sweet and the song summed everything up.

The house after the funeral was a mad house.  Many of those that weren’t allowed in the cemetery showed up with casseroles, and breads and really what they wanted was a glimpse of the inside.  They wanted something to gossip about, something to criticize and something to be jealous about.  Most got what they wanted especially after the book came out.

Firefly didn’t stay but she dropped the girls off and Porter spent his time finding comfort in them.  He hugged them, played with them and fed them lunch and was thankful that he didn’t have to just sit there in a crowd of people he barely knew thinking about what his family had lost.

The rest of us pretty much found our own thing to do.  Parley and Midori were out back sitting on the swings, Pax, Jade and Bluebell were busy in the kitchen putting away food and serving some as well.  Percy and Margo were held up on the couch talking in low voices amongst themselves and dad was desperately trying to avoid the single women that were now hunting him out.  I found myself in a chair with the family photo album on my lap.  The day seemed to drag on forever.

~~

Two months after we buried Octavia we Slughorn’s had our first birthday.  It wasn’t a very festive day.  There was no cake, no balloons and really no presents.  I felt bad, but when I asked Percy about it he told me he was fine with how it all went down.  Lucky for him he has a great gal in Margo and she took him for a picnic lunch in the park.  Dad asked Percy to stick around for a while to help him take care of the three of us left at home and he agreed.

Dad hadn’t been doing well since mom died.  He was growing distant from us and wasn’t providing for us as he did in the past and a month later when the “The Unauthorized Story of Octavia Slughorn” came out he just about shut down completely.  The whole town turned their backs on our family when that awful book came out.

It didn’t take long for us to be the talk of the town and not in a good way either.  Soon the kids in school started to torment Parley. They would have done the same to me, but I had Midori and I just didn’t care what they thought so when they saw that their teasing didn’t affect me they got bored with it and stopped, but Parley was a different story.  She didn’t really have any friends, well except for Midori who was my age and in a different class, and she was very sensitive and the slightest things would set her emotions off.

Even though my dad had pretty much tuned out when Parley came home from school upset something made him pay attention to that and finally he had, had enough.  It was decided that we would move.  For the first time since mom died he became active in researching the best place for our family and plans were made.  Months past and it was decided we would move to Appaloosa Plains.  The house in Riverview became Percy’s and since Porter had kids he opted to stay with Percy until he was legal to move out on his own, which would be soon after we moved.

Moving day came and all of our belongs were packed tight in a moving van in front of the house.  It was time to say our good-byes and be on our way.  The house was full with family and friends and many hugs, I love you and good lucks were being tossed around, but Parley was nowhere in the mix of things.  She hadn’t liked the torture of the other school kids, but she didn’t want to move.  She didn’t want to leave her brothers, nieces but most importantly she didn’t want to leave Midori.

Midori noticed that she was not there and went out back to look for her.

“There you are.”  She wiped away tears as he took her hand.  “Come on we need to get you back to say your good-bye’s.”  He tried to lead her back but she pulled against him forcing him to stop. She just stared at him.

He moved closer to her and brushed her cheek with his hand.  “It will be okay. There’s skype, email and texting I will always be there for you Par.”

She lowered her chin and gazed at the grass.  “It isn’t the same.”  Her voice was weak and hallow.

“I know but we will make do.”

He leaned forward and sweetly kissed her cheek.  “Now come on your dad will be looking for you.”

“You’re going to forget all about me when I leave.  You are going to find some pretty, normal girl and fall madly in love and I will be but a memory.”  Parley sobbed against Midori’s back.

Midori slowly turned around and looked her in her eyes.  “You’re such a silly girl.  Do you know that?  Did I let the fact that you found me annoying stop me from getting to know you?  No!  I’m not about to let distance stop us from knowing each other.  So stop being silly and get in the house and say good-bye to your family.”

Twenty minutes later the three of us were pulling away from my childhood home heading for a new adventure in Appaloosa Plains, or A.P. as I now call it.

All these memories came flooding back to me as I lay there trying to decide if I should take on the legacy of the Slughorn’s and these memories are what helped me decided and my decision was yes….yes I would take on the task my father asked me to do.  Yes I would move the Slughorn name in the path of goodness…Yes I will be Octavia’s heir.

~~

That was three days ago and as heir I should bring you up to date with what has happened to the Slughorn’s since we moved to A.P. and the best way to do that is by sharing some of the key letters or should I say emails, we have received from home.

LETTERS FROM PAX

Dearest Family,
There has been a lot of change in my life since you three moved to Appaloosa Plains and it is so hard to know where to start. Soon after your move Jade found out she was pregnant. It came as a huge shock to as all for part of our arrangement was to be careful and I mean it when I say we were.

We had a family meeting about it and it was decided that nothing had really changed and we would raise the baby together. Yes the three of us. There are all kinds of families out there so why not create our own unique family. As long as the baby was raised in love what makes the difference, right? 

Other than being pregnant Jade is doing well with her flower shop. She is booking a lot of weddings and other formal events. Bluebell is also doing well with her job. She got a promotion at her office and she is in charge of her own department. Work for me is going about the same as when you left. I’m getting regular articles now, but it is still hard to become something when the town you live in still talks about the past and what they believe to be the truth. 

Until next time family be well. 
Love Pax, Bluebell and Jade

Dearest Family,

Since my last letter my life has been turned upside down. As you know when Antoine was born the four of us lived in harmony for a short time, but I found myself spending more time with Jade and Antoine and deep inside I started to have stronger feelings for her then Bluebell but I never let that on. I couldn’t do that to Bluebell, but she was no dummy and she could see and felt the shift in our family.

One morning I went to her bedroom to spend some time with her and she was gone. All her belongings has been removed and she had left a letter telling me how much she loved me but she couldn’t be a third, or in our case fourth, wheel anymore. She wished me a good life. I had tried to get a hold of her and she wouldn’t take my calls. Finally her family told me she left Riverview. It broke my heart to lose another person I loved, but I knew it was for the best.

As for Jade, Antoine and I we are one happy little family. Jade and I married in a small private wedding as Antoine stood by as witness. Jade’s flower shop is doing wonderful and I finally got my own column. Riverview has pretty much forgotten about Octavia, but from time to time you will hear her mentioned.

Until next time family be happy
Love Pax, Jade and Antoine.

LETTER FROM PERCY

Dear Kyle, Pello and Parley,

You are all really missed here in Riverview and I hope Appaloosa Plains is treating you well. Margo and I are doing well and are very happy together. Many still try to convince us we should get married, but why fix what isn’t broken. She and I are on the same page about marriage and we don’t find it necessary to be happy.

Margo is content to being an at home mom to our boys Gary and Grant. Once they start school she will go back to her decorating business, and I am doing well in the medical track.

Miss and Love you all
Percy, Margo, Gary and Grant

LETTERS FROM PORTER

Family,

Yes it is me Porter.  This is me all grown up.  Yeah yeah I know I still look like a punk.  LOL 

So after I became an adult I did what everyone expected me to do.  I married the woman of my dreams Firefly Tuesday.  I counted my savings and booked tickets to Simvegas.  I marched right over to her house and the look of shock on her face was priceless.  She didn’t know what to say to my new-found age.  I grabbed her hand and began to drag her to my car, it is a good thing I had made arrangements with her mom to watch the girls.  Our wedding was fast and long overdue, but in our mind it was perfect.  We were able to spend three days there just being with each other. No judgment and no kids and then it was back home to be with our girls and to find a place to live.

When we got back to her house we found all of Oodee’s stuff packed and she handed me the deed to the farmhouse.  She told us this was her wedding gift to us and she wanted us to be happy.  She had already rented a little house on the edge of town and after we spent some time with her I helped her move to her new home.  She has been very happy there since and she comes over all the time and we are always glad to see her.  

So there you go Porter Slughorn, the town screw-up, is a married man. One who is committed to his family and so happy that his life worked out.  

Love Porter, Firefly, Robin and Ana

 

Family,

This is a quick letter to let you all know that we are doing well.

Ana and Robin are so grown up. They are both in ballet, but Ana also takes girl scouts.  They both miss you all greatly and send their love.

The Quads, Jefferson, Theresa, Jamil and Freddy are now toddlers. They keep Firefly and I very busy and we are always tired, but we wouldn’t change our life for anything. Theresa copies her big sisters when they practice their ballet and we know she will have to be enrolled soon. The boys are just rambunctious little boys always getting into things and are curious about everything.

We hope this email finds you all well
Love Porter, Firefly, Ana, Robin, Theresa, Jamil, Jefferson and Freddy

So that pretty much catches us up on my siblings back in Riverview.  As for us in A.P. we made a new life for ourselves.

It was a long trip to A.P. and by the time we arrived Parley had convinced herself that Midori would forget all about her and that he would break her heart more than it was already broken so to protect herself she cut ties with him.  She wouldn’t answer his emails, phone calls and other social media attempts to contact her.  Only through me was he able to keep tabs on her and during our discussions you could tell he wasn’t liking how things were going.  Slowly, without real friends she became distant, sarcastic, and snarky.  She kept to herself most of the time she is held up in her room drawing. Luckily she was maintaining good grades in school so there was a positive.

My dad has still been shut off to us.  He still does his fishing for money, but he forgets to take them to the market and I have to do that for him most of the time so we can maintain our bills and buy food.  I fear I may have to get a part-time job to help supplement the money he isn’t making because lately his catches have been small.  I’m not sure if it is from lack of trying or lack of fish.  He does have good days, but more bad than good.

As for me I spend most of my days caring for my family, making sure I do well in school and hanging out with my best friend, Cherry, who is a dog.  I found Cherry about a year after we moved to A.P.  She was raiding a tipped over garbage can and she was dirty and full of fleas.  There was just something in her sweet eyes and I just couldn’t walk away from her.  After a lot of coaxing she finally allowed me to approach her.  I found a tag on her beat-up collar that had a phone number on it.  I took her home, gave her some food and a bath and brushed her fluffy fur.  She was so grateful that she rested her head on my knee and looked up at me with those eyes of her’s and I was in love.  I almost didn’t call the number because I already couldn’t bear the thought of having to return her to her owner.  I did the right thing and sometimes doing the right thing pays off.  When the person on the other end picked up I was surprised by who the number belonged too.  It was famous Baby Challenge Mom Becks Best.  I told her I had her dog and she was so relieved.  She explained that she was in the process of moving and in between packing, keeping track of her kids and the litter of puppies Cherry Tree must have got out but she was really shocked that she had made it all the way to Appaloosa Plains.  She also explained that she was unable to keep the litter and had to find a new home for Cherry.  When she said that I asked her how much she wanted for her because I just knew in my heart that Cherry belonged with me.  Becks seemed to contemplate it for a moment and said,  “I can hear in your voice that you have taken a fancy to little Miss. Cherry.  She is already in your home and you were kind enough to take her in and care for her and to call me so I would like you to have her.  She is my gift to you Pello Slughorn.”  I was shocked and very grateful.  We ended the call with an agreement that I would give her updates on Cherry’s life.

So that is the life of the Slughorn’s over the past few years.  Tomorrow is Parley’s thirteenth birthday.  This should be oh so interesting.  Let the games begin.

Gen. 1: Octavia Chapter Six

The Adventures of the Slughorn Family

Octavia: Generation 1 Chapter 6

***Author’s note*** this chapter has some mature topics, but NOTHING like my chapter 1.5.

Her name was Firefly.  Firefly Tuesday and from the moment he saw her from across the park Porter Slughorn knew he had to meet her.  As the next few days passed into weeks he could not stop thinking about the blue haired, red skinned girl.  He had to find out who she was and where she lived.  Even though he was a child he knew what he wanted and this time he wanted to talk to her, to meet her.

Every day after school he would go to various places to see if she was there.  He would stay at his destination till curfew, even doing his homework there.  He knew that the gal was a teenager so he tried to ask Pax about her without making anything to obvious, but his brother was pretty clueless and was no help in locating her.

Then finally his luck changed one day while he was at the gardens.  He spotted her sitting alone on a bench.  He couldn’t believe that a girl like that was alone.  He mustered up the courage and took a seat next to her.

“Hi I’m Porter Zone.”  He introduced himself with a smile.

“I’m Firefly Tuesday.”  She replied with a heavy sigh.

“That’s a pretty name.”  Porter tried to make small talk.  He wanted to get to know this girl.

“Thanks.”

“You’re new in town aren’t you?”  He tried again.

She looked at him with distain, she was having a very bad day, and said, “Kid you look nice, but why don’t you go and hang out with someone your own age.”  With that she stood up and left the gardens.

Porter did not let that discourage him.  When he got home that night he googled her, what he learned made him want to get to know her better.  She had a blog journal online and he spent the rest of the night reading it.  He learned that she had moved from Sim Angeles after her dad died, her mom Oodee could not bear the noise and the stress.  They had bought a small farmhouse in Riverview, and after reading the description of their new home Porter’s jaw dropped.  The house they lived in was Kyle’s old house, the people who bought it from Kyle sold it to the Tuesday’s and this girl live right next store.  He couldn’t understand how this had escaped him.  He also learned that this girl was a talented writer. She had several deep, passionate pomes on her blog and he loved them all.

Day after day he would find out where she went after school and followed her.  He attempted small talk and everyday she would ignore him or leave, but one day, out of loneliness, she decided to engage in a conversation with him.  She started off with kids stuff, but he soon changed their conversation to arts and literature.  She was very impressed with is knowledge of great poets that soon she forgot about their age gap.

 

The two became quick friends and made plans to meet at the park often.  They would talk for hours and even have a little fun with the playground equipment.

More than Porter having a new friend was happening at the Slughorn household.

Octavia and Kyle were settling into married life quite easily.  The boys, well minute Porter, were loving calling him dad and seeing their mom happy.  They knew they didn’t have to call him dad, but both boys chose to.  They enjoyed having a man in the house who took an interest in what they thought and did.

Octavia was very worried about Porter and all the time he was spending away from home and how distant he was getting from her and his brother’s, but Kyle told her that he needed space.  He explained that sometimes young boys just need time to figure things out and it was best to give him that time and space and not to smother him.  She decided to listen to Kyle’s advice and see what happened.

Percy was a loner and even though he loved his mother and brothers he did prefer to spend a lot of time alone.  He would spend hours with his blocks building grand buildings and then tearing them down.  Octavia would watch him from the playroom doorway as she fantasized that he would be a great architect someday.  When this young man wasn’t playing with this blocks he was playing wish this imaginary friend Snuggles.  Octavia was worried about that, but she had read that many children had them and eventually they would outgrow it, so she kept a very close eye on her little boy.

Then the family got some great news.  Octavia was expecting.  Everyone was thrilled that there would be a new addition to the Slughorn Clan and secretly Octavia hoped for a girl.

Kyle and Octavia spent many hours discussing that they were turning the Slughorn name into a Legacy and with that they wanted each generation to be taken over by the opposite sex of the first.

Being that she has only boy’s she was confident that there was a good choice among them, and even though Porter refused to take the Slughorn name she could not bear to leave him out so he was among the choices.  This made things a little weird between her and Kyle since Porter was the clone of her ex.  After their first real fight they came to a decision that Kyle would have a clone made and he would be in the running as well.

Not long after Pello, Greek for Stone, Slughorn was brought home.  Instantly Octavia loved him and was so glad they made this decision.

One morning, close to her due date, she was making breakfast when she heard Porter talking in the other room.  She waddled to the door and gingerly pushed it open a few inches and was very concerned at what she heard.

“I can’t wait to see you next.  I will bring you a red rose and read you a sexy poem.”

How could Porter, her young child, be talking like that?  She was about to burst through the door when…..her first contraction hit.

Kyle rushed her to the hospital where she gave birth to their daughter Parley, English meaning Trader, Slughorn.  However, she was born a little underweight and Octavia had some excessive bleeding so instead of the normal two day stay the two Slughorn women had a week stay the local hospital.  Both, turned out to be fine, but when they were released Kyle didn’t take them home.  Instead they were taken to the local hotel where Kyle and the boys had been staying.  Octavia’s aunt had scheduled a remodel to the house long before she passed and she had planned it for now.  The renovation had already been paid for and when Kyle asked for some of the plans to be modified for children they told him it would be no problem, but it would take a couple weeks extra.

So the first three weeks of little Parley’s lives were spent in a hotel.

 

The house didn’t look the same and Octavia was overjoyed with the beauty of it.  She wished her aunt were around so she could hug her and thank her for all that she did for her.

Her little friend the Gnome was there to greet her as well.  Looking upon his aged face made her sad, but once he jumped on top of his cane she couldn’t help but smile.  As she stepped into her new home she couldn’t help but think of aging and how said that thought was.

 

Have a pool at home was exciting for Pax.  Most weekends he would invite Bluebell over and a few other friends from school and they would swim and have fun, and if they weren’t at the Slughorn’s then they could be found at the rec-center.  The two were growing quite close and Octavia approved of Bluebell very much.  She was a wonderfully polite Sim and she could see the adoration for her son in her eyes.

Porter and Firefly spent more and more time together.  With all the commotion surrounding Parley’s birth she had forgotten the conversation she had overheard and she didn’t talk to Porter about it.  Porter and Percy were in scouts after school and she loved showing Firefly how to salute and tie knots and most of all he loved showering her with gifts.  He would pick flowers for her from the gardens and he would make her homemade gifts.  The two got many disapproving stares when they were out together especially when people would catch the two of them hugging or holding hands.

Even though nothing more than occasional handholding and hugging happened poor Firefly got a lot of grief at about it at school.  She already had not friends her own age and this made things worse.  For once even Pax wasn’t clueless to what was going on and told her to back off from his little brother, but no matter how hard she tried she was drawn to Porter’s company.  She enjoyed spending time with him.

Pello wasn’t a loner like Percy, but he did enjoy the great outdoors and from the time school let you till he had to be home for dinner he would go fishing or hiking.  His brothers didn’t enjoy the outdoors like he did so many times he found himself alone.  He really needed to make some friends at school.

Percy started coming out of his shell and spend time with his family.  He still didn’t like going to school, even though he had to, and didn’t like to go out with people he didn’t know but playing tag with one of his brothers or playing on the Simbox was great.

He even took a shine to little Parely who’s would be having a birthday soon.

The day of Parley’s birthday came and everyone was so excited for her to move into her next stage of life.  Kyle was eager to teach her new skills, Octavia was looking forward to dressing her in little girl clothes, and the boys were excited to play with her instead of watching her lay in her crib.

 Awe look at her.  She looks just like Kyle, but with her mom’s eyes.  Parley Slughorn you are one cutie in my book.

Porter invited Firefly over for Parley’s party.  This was the first time he had allowed any of his family to meet her.  He was apprehensive, but the two stayed away from the party and spent time on the Simbox in the living room.

Octavia wasn’t very happy to see that Porter’s friend, the one he talked about often, was about 4 years older than he was.  When she expressed this to Kyle he told her that it was innocent and to not get involved.  She was beginning to wonder about his parenting skills, but she took his advice and didn’t say anything.

That night Porter walked Firefly to the mail box and as she bent down to hug him Porter pressed his lips to hers.  This surprised her and she pulled away from him quickly to see a huge smile on his face.  She didn’t know what do or what to say so she bid him goodnight and then all but ran home, up the stairs to her room and threw herself on the bed tears instantly soaked the pillow.

Pello saw what happened from the window and was bewildered.  From what he knew it was wrong for child sims and Teen sims to be romantically involved.

Porter’s smile faded as Pello confronted him.

“Porter you and that girl are wrong.”

Porter got into Pello’s face and raised his fist, “You say anything and I will pound you.”  He shoves Pello out of his way and headed upstairs.  He was going to go and see if Firefly has written anything about their amazing kiss on her blog.

Little Parley had her dad wrapped around her little finger, and he loved being a stay at home dad.  He was a registered fisherman with Riverview, but since the birth of Parley he didn’t spend much time fishing.  He taught her how to walk and she adored him just as much as he did her.

Octavia got the unpleasant job of teaching her how to talk.  All the little girl wanted to do was hum and sing.  Eventually she got it, but it took quite a long time.

Kyle even got her potty trained at a rapid pace.  They were both very proud parents.

Kyle and Octavia talked about having more children and they tried and tried with no results.  Octavia went in for a checkup and after several tests she found out that she could not have any more children.  The excessive bleeding she had with Parley was a symptom of something bigger, but something treatable.  She had another visit to the hospital but in the end she was just fine, but could not having any more kids.  This news devastated her but Kyle assured her over and over that he was happy with their 4 boys and their baby girl.  It took her a long time but finally Octavia came around and started to act like her old self again.

 

She found comfort in her family.  Playing with and keeping Parley close was great comfort to her.

 And then it was time for another birthday.  Percy was about to embark on teenhood.  The usual suspects were invited and the festivities started.  Everyone had a grand time and as Percy blew out the candles the guests cheered for him.

They say some Sims hit an awkward stage when they hit teenhood, and Percy was no exception.  Some said he had a face only a mother could loved and in a sense they were right, Octavia love him dearly.

He was attached to Parley when he was a child and that didn’t stop as a teen.  He would spend hours with her, chatting and playing with her and he would listen to her childish secrets and pretend they were real.  He was a great big brother and unlike the other two he was not wrapped up in his own life to take time for Parley.

Porter was right behind Percy, but he opted not to have a big party.  Besides there was only one person that he wanted there and she had been avoiding him.  After he aged up he called her up and for once she actually answered.

“Hey beautiful.” He was super excited to hear her voice.

“Shit.”  She muttered.  She hadn’t looked at the caller id and she regretted answering, but his voice sounded a little different and she was curious.  “You sound different.”

“I know.  Will you meet me at the Gazebo Park in twenty minutes?”  He asked.

“I don’t think that is a good idea.  Besides it is raining.”

“Please.  I will see you there.”  He hung up the phone and headed out the door hoping that she would come.

She did arrive and he was so happy to see her, but she was shocked.  She wasn’t expecting him to be a teen when she arrived.

“H…h…hi.”  She stammered.  She couldn’t take her eyes off him.

“Hi Firefly I’m so glad you came.  I wanted you to be the first one to see me as a teen.  I wanted to tell you that now we can be together.”  He could not control his excitement and he reached up to stroke her pink cheek but she quickly pushed his hand away.

This took him by surprise.  “What?”

“We can’t do this.  My birthday is tomorrow I’m going to be 18.”  She hung her head in sadness.

“We have tonight then.”  He tried to take her hands, but she pulled them away.  “Fine tell me you don’t want to be with me and I will walk away.”

She lifted her head back up and shouted, “That isn’t it!”

He grabbed her hips and pulled her into him wrapping his arms around her.  “Then what’s the problem?”

Firefly couldn’t resist him any longer.  She knew she was in love with this boy even though it was so very wrong, but for one night they would get no judgment, and she was going to allow herself one night of happiness.  She hugged tight to his shoulders not wanting to ever let go.

He finally pulled away so they could share their first real kiss.  That kiss ignited something deep within both of them and they couldn’t hold back any longer.  He led her behind a grove of fir trees for privacy where their kissing became more intense and passionate.  Soon they both fell to the ground and as the rain pelted Porter’s back the two consummated their love for one another.

He walked her home afterwards.  He with her arm around her waist and she pushing close to his side, neither of them uttered a word knowing that what they just experienced with one another could possibly be their last.  They were both past curfew and neither of them cared.  Firefly knew her mother was still lost in her grief for her dad and never knew what was going on with her daughter and Porter had told Octavia that he was spending the night at Danger’s.

By the pond in front of her house the two shared another kiss and as they pulled away Porter said, “Firefly, I love you.”

“I l…..oh my it is midnight.”

As the age bubbles took over her body Firefly turned 18.

Porter still thought she was the most beautiful thing on the planet.

After that night Firefly would not return his calls or reply to his emails.  He would go over to her house and her mom would send him away.

The separation was killing him.  All he could think about was the feel of her skin and the taste of her lips.  He didn’t understand why she wouldn’t at least talk to him.  He tried keeping himself busy by working out and it help some, but nothing could keep his mind from her.

A month after there one night Porter got a text at 1a.m. from Firefly:  I need to see you.  It is killing me to be so far away from you.  Meet me out back of your house.

Porter quickly threw on a pair of jeans and a shirt and headed quietly outside.  The two climbed up into the tree house with intension of just talking but one thing lead to another and hands began to roam.  Octavia got up to get a drink of water and she heard a commotion coming from the back yard.  She grabbed a flashlight and went to check it out.

When she got outside she saw the tree house shaking and making a creaking noise.  She climbed up the ladder and as she stuck her head in the door she almost fainted from the sight.

Firefly covered herself and screamed and Porter dropped his head back onto the floor letting out a defeated sigh.  Octavia scrambled down the ladder.

Seeing a grown half naked woman atop her teenage son made Octavia feel sick and standing there she couldn’t help but think that Kyle had been wrong all these years.  She should have been more attentive.  She should have squashed their friendship when she thought she should and all she didn’t do has lead to this.

Full of anger Octavia waited for the two of them to come down the ladder.

“You little harlot you get off my property and stay away from my son.  If I catch you near him again I will call the cops.”

“But Mrs. Slughorn…..”

“I don’t want to hear it.  Get out of here and you young man.  You are grounded indefinitely.  Now march your little ass up to your room.”

“Whatever.”  Porter crossed his arms over his chest.

Octavia grabbed his elbow.  “I have had enough of your attitude Mr.  I am your mother and I have been lenient with you because of the circumstances, but no longer.  I love you and I am going to allow you to ruin your life like this.  Now get up to your room.”

Porter decided it would be a good idea to listen and ran at full speed to the house.

The next morning Kyle and Octavia got into the worst argument of their marriage.  When she told Kyle what she had happened he tried to laugh it off and said, “He is a teenage boy with teenage hormones.  Firefly is a very pretty girl and just is just barely a Young Adult.  He has had a crush on her since he was young it was bound to happen.”

Octavia couldn’t believe her ears.  The argument lasted for several weeks resulting in them sleeping in different rooms.  The turnaround point was when Kyle over heard the conversation between Danger and Octavia in regards to the matter.  Danger was boasting about how proud he was of his son and felt that a punishment at all was unnecessary.  Octavia hung up the phone in tears feeling that she was being labeled the bad guy in Porter’s life.   Kyle came up behind her and took her into a loving embrace. That night they had a great talk about the children and decided that they would always be a united front in regards to them.

After that incident Firefly really cut Porter out of her life.  She would not return his calls, texts, emails or IM’s.  She couldn’t believe that she had done such a horrendous thing.  She was embarrassed and needed to get on with her life.

About four months later Porter got a phone call at about 4 a.m.  He sleepily looked at the caller ID and a smile spread over his face, “Hi beautiful.”

“Porter we are in trouble.”  She said solemnly.

He listened to the rest of her announcement in disbelief and when he hung up he was in shock.  He plodded down the stairs to Octavia and Kyle’s room.

“Mom..” He said as he slowly opens the door.

Octavia woke with a start and dismay that he was calling her mom.  She climbed out of bed,  “What is it sweetheart?”

“Uh I have something to tell you.  You aren’t going to like it.”

“You can tell me anything honey.  What is it that has you up so early?”

Shock was plastered on his face as he mustered up the courage to tell her what Firefly had just told him.  He took a big gulp and blurted it out,  “MomFireflyispregnant.”

She didn’t quite understand it.  Well it was more like she didn’t want what she heard to be true.  “I’m sorry.  What was that?”

He took in another deep breath.  “Mom Firefly is pregnant.”