Le Author’s Note: Welcome back, happy super belated Holiday Wishes. This isn’t a Holiday Special, just another chapter. Actually, I don’t think I ever did a holiday special on here… hmm. As some of you may know, I lost my dog last year but my fiancee got me another one. A Siberian husky. He’s ok… but I don’t think he’ll be replacing Amber anytime soon… My heart still belongs to her 
I also got the internetz back! Obviously since I’m posting something lol, I also posted something before this chapter and some of you gave input that unfortunately didn’t help my ordeal. I also posted on the official forums and well… a new pc is in order again. That sucks because who has new pc money right now? Not me. And these next couple parts of the legacy requires the twins to be in a school setting which I cannot place a non-rabbit hole building without the game freezing because my laptop goes ‘whoop, guess I better say F to you and your legacy now. Do something else.’ The woes of playing this game… well anyway read on and enjoy. I rambled enough.
No One’s POV:
This little girl shall prove to be a downfall to one member of the Xavier household. Who could it be? Well, we’ll have to find that out now, won’t we? Although it should be blatantly obvious.
Sanaa Nichols: Supernatural. 12 years old. Best friends to Irelia Xavier. Major crush on Ezreal Xavier. Hated by Hazel Grimm.
Why is she here on a maybe sunny, maybe gloomy day? Well, it’s Saturday… and summer vacation, the end of it actually. No school means hanging out with the Xavier twins one final time; the pair of children (also including their cousin so it should really be called a trio) known to all of Twinbrook as The Troublesomes. Of course, everyday is the same but Saturdays are the worst. They won’t allow Sanaa to join their little group; cool witches only of course.
“Again? Really? Man you’re a sucker for pain aren’t you?” “Sanaa, are you sure you want to? We could always find something else to do.” “Nah, I bet all the jolly ranchers in my pocket she fails again. Let’s do this!” “Romeo! Stop being so mean to her!” “Hey, not my fault. She’s asking for it.”
Ezreal Romeo Xavier: Supernatural, 12 years old. Addicted to candy. Gets a kick out of ruining Sanaa’s life. Great fashion sense.
Irelia Juliet Xavier: …supernatural? (Her family thinks so anyway but her powers have yet to manifest), 12 years old. The ‘rational’ one of the group of kids. Mostly in charge of keeping Ezreal in good graces with their dad.
Sanaa simply looked at the ground, unbeknownst to her Hazel making kissy faces behind her back. Everyone knew about her crush on Ezreal but only Hazel made it a point to embarrass her about it.
Hazel Grimm: 13 and a half years old. The only child to Genesis Grimm. Only a witch because of her mother’s side of the family (skips every generation). Favorite place on earth is by far the twin’s house (it has grass here).
“I really just want to hang out with you guys all the time… not just on Saturdays. I’ll do anything. Please?” Sanaa begs them.
“Anything eh? Well now I must conjure up a dare for you fair lady. I and my trusty pawns.” “Hey! I’m not a pawn Romeo, and neither is Hazel.” “Nah, but if you really want to hang out with us more Sanaa, you have to do what we say. No ifs, ands, nor buts about it.”
“Ok… what are you gonna make me do…?”
“I dunno… somethin’.” Ezreal answered honestly, popping a jolly rancher in his mouth. Blue raspberry, his second favorite.
“If you let me hang out with you more, I’ll get you more candy.” Sanaa says the magic words: more candy.
“Of course, candy. Best way to a man’s heart Sanaa, well at least this kid here.” Hazel says from behind her and Sanaa let’s out a huff. She just really wish Hazel would quit making fun of her for her crush. It’s not that weird for a girl to like a boy with great fashion sense… is it?
“I can never say no to candy. Let’s go to the park, I got something for you to do to prove your worth.” Ezreal says with a grin on his face. He doesn’t really have a plan, he also doesn’t have to let her hang out with them more, he just wants that candy. After all, when Sanaa says she’ll do something, she won’t stop until it gets done. Never a broken promise from that one.
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“Did you have to leave her back there? You knew she couldn’t keep up.” Irelia asked her twin who was having the time of his life being mean to the young witch.
“Well, I said the park. She’ll catch up.” Ezreal says. “Ugh, sometimes I don’t know how you’re my twin.” “Admit it, it’s fun picking on Sanaa, she’s so innocent.” Ezreal smirks and although she tried hard to be nice to people, Irelia had to admit, her brother’s antics brightened her day on multiple occasions.
“Orphan tears.” Hazel states matter of fact-ly. “What? What are you talking about now? Sanaa isn’t an orphan.” Ezreal says earning him a glare from his firey older cousin. “The sky, idiot. See how it’s sunny but raining too? That’s called orphan tears. Or so my dad said.” “Yeah but your dad is weird.” “Uncle Genesis is also fun. He gives you candy when dad isn’t watching.” Irelia says making her way through the park.
“Yup, my dad is weirdly cool. Too bad we gotta go back home today. Summers never last.”
“Don’t you miss your mom?” “Yeah but I miss you guys more when I’m not here… and the grass. I don’t want to get soaking wet, let’s go inside.” “To the museum then.” Irelia says and the other two agree.
It was hours before Sanaa finally found them in the empty museum but unfortunately fore her, by that time Ezra called the kids home. When Ezreal got off the phone he had a devilish spark in his eyes.
“Sorry Sanaa, gotta go. Looks like you’re too late so that means only Saturdays still.” Ezreal smirks and Sanaa lets out a huff like growl. “That’s not fair Ezreal! You know I’m slower than you guys, I don’t know all the shortcuts! Irelia please help me.” Sanaa turns to her only friend and Irelia sighs.
“Why don’t you ever convince him to let me play with you guys?” “Sanaa, it was hard enough to get him to agree to the Saturdays. Don’t you think that you’re asking for too much now?” “I’m the only one who even wants to be friends with you guys! Doesn’t that make a difference?”
“You’re only friends with us because you have a crush on my brother.” Irelia says under her breath but it was loud enough for the other witch to hear. “That’s… not true.” Irelia simply shook her head and walked away, she knew it was true. It was painfully obvious.
“Move Sanaa. You’re making us late.” “You can’t tell me what to do! You-you meanie!” Sanaa yells and although it takes a lot for Ezreal to get angry (candy taken away or someone knocking off his hat), he was not in the mood for Sanaa’s tantrum at the moment.
“Give up. You’re not hanging out with us more. I don’t want you to. I don’t even like you. Just leave me alone.” He says and pushes her back. After her initial shock, Sanaa eyes started to water. “Oh no, nope. Juliet, Hazel, let’s go. NOW!” Ezreal yells.
“You will regret this Ezreal. I’ll see to that.” “I highly doubt it.” He sneered back. Sanaa ran out of the museum in the night, back home. “Great, now I have a headache.” Ezreal said to no one in particular. The walk home was a short one; for The Troublesomes anyway. Shortcuts come in handy, although maybe Ezreal’s luck was turning sour already. It would explain the tear he acquired in his favorite shirt. It was the only one that could pull off a bowtie and still look cool.
Ezra’s POV:
It is entirely, utterly, and absolutely too early for this. Can’t she read? I mean my shirt does say ‘go away’. Maybe not in the most conventional way but doesn’t it get the point across anyway? Obviously not since she’s still yapping.
“Mr. Xavier, I trust you are hearing me right? Your son bullies my daughter.” Unlikely, more like she loves him and he’s not even thinking about girls that way, thank god.
Sanaa’s mother was once again on my property, ruining my painting time, berating my parenting skills, saying that I’m inadequate to raise kids, Ezreal is a menace, yada yada yada. God she talks a lot.
“Look, Mrs.—“ “Miss. I’m not married anymore Mr. Xavier.” “Ms. Nichols, I know my kids can be a little rowdy at times but I can assure you Ezreal does not bully anyone. I made sure of that, his grandfather made sure of that, also his uncle. They are straight A students and I never had a call from any other parents about either’s behavior so in all honesty, I have to assume your daughter is making up lies.” I say and oh, that was a big no no for her.
“Are you calling my daughter a LIAR!? How dare you! Sanaa is the most well behaved child in this town and I will not stand for this! Where is their mother!?” She had a very pronounced frown on her face now. Would hate to see that twist into something else so I answered her.
“Dead. Since they were… 7? 9? I don’t know, it’s been a very long time that I chose not to remember.” I say and she gasped. “I-I’m sorry, I didn’t know.” “Of course not, I don’t go blaring my personal info to everyone. Now, if talking my ear off is all that you came to do, well… you did it. You can get off my property now.” I state and she closes her hung open mouth and backs away, not before giving me a look of pity. She turns and briskly walks away, probably stewing up some more things to bother me about. ‘Mr. Xavier, your flowers are wilting. The dogs aren’t leashed. You haven’t mowed your lawn this week.’ Woe is the now annoying life of me. At least I still like my family, and they me. Speaking of, I should probably wake them up now; school and whatnot.
“Hey guys. I see you both are already awake.” I say as I survey their bedroom. It’s very plain for a couple of children and I should really look into getting them their own rooms.
“Dad, do we have to go? I mean, what’s the point? They’re just going to teach us the same thing over and over again. It’s boring!” Ezreal says. He looks exasperated, an expression I’ve come to realize only pops up when he has to learn something he finds boring. Irelia on the other hand simply sighed.
“Ezreal, school is important and they do not teach you the same things. It may feel like it, but trust me, it’ll evolve into something much more. Like math, you need to learn how to add before you can multiply.” “I think Romeo just doesn’t want to deal with the same teachers. We have one who is super mean. Her name is Mrs. Cantenitti, history.”
“Cante– alright, that’s understandable too. But I want you two to do me a favor.” I say bracing myself for the minor issue of this morning. They both looked at me waiting for what I was about to ask them. “You both are always in the same class, and I know you have your… daredevil side. But please stay out of trouble in school.”
“We always do daddy. Never had detention, suspension, or stayed after class. Don’t you know that?” Irelia questioned me. I assured them I do then brought up the real issue.
“SHE DID WHAT!? I never even so much as touched her ever!!” “I’m not saying you did nor will Ezreal. I’m saying that her mother thinks she’s being bullied by you, teasing or otherwise, so it’ll be in your best interest to stay away from Sanaa. Well, as much as you can.” I state trying to calm him down. Ezreal does not have a quick temper but he can get angry. Angrier than Hazel on some occasions.
“Fine, I can stay away from her, that’s not the problem. The problem is her staying away from me.” I chuckled at this, it brought up some old memories from college with a girl I almost ruined my life with. I realize my son was having the same issues and I would do my best to save him from what I had to go through.
“If she doesn’t Ez, tell me. Your grandpa and I can pull a few strings.” I say and he gave me a smile and nod in return. Irelia also gave her form of agreement with a simple wave with two fingers. I left them to continue getting dressed and wondered how their life was going to go. Would I still be around to see them became functional members of society? Or would something happen that would prevent me from doing that? …Those are silly fears aren’t they? But then again, maybe not.
Le Author’s Note 2: This chapter took ages to come out because 1; game issues that are now fixed. 2; I had a car accident and wasn’t feeling up to writing, only getting a new car which has just happened. 3; WORK. Like, I’ve been overloaded with work, money’s good, but standing all the time and walking back and forth is taking a toll on my knee… which I think is only affecting me because of my car accident. But whatever, you guys don’t care about that, if you’re still reading this that is. Whew, I missed these guys, and you guys! Thanks for reading still!
xoxo – Iomai
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