A/N: This is just some stuff about the challenge, if you only want to get your story on, feel free to skip this and ignore my blabbering. I’ll still love you ❤ I just want to let those of you who follow the challenge itself very closely, know that I actually made a decision that bends the rules. When Yellow aged into a child, he rolled the night owl trait. It would have fit Salem perfectly, but it just doesn’t fit him at all. So after a few days of being miserable trying to ignore it, I switched him to clumsy, to go with his big feet. I just want to say that Queenie08 did a PHENOMENAL and detailed job making this challenge, and I will always do my best to stay true to it, but at the same time, this is a story as well, and so every once in a while I need to avoid things that will throw it off. Hope you all understand ❤
We fell from the sky, flying in a big dresser, we hit the ground with a loud thud.
“Is everyone okay?” Belinda asked sweetly.
Me and my sister carefully stepped out of the huge dresser. The first thing that caught my eye was that we had witch hats on, and our clothes were much different than the clothes mom puts us in!
“Hehehe, that was fun! I hope we get to do it again soon!” I giggled.
Salem gave me her shut up look, and I quickly stopped giggling.
“Welcome to our humble abode!” Beatrice said, as we followed her into the giant mansion. “This is the gift shop. Belinda will be giving you a tour, while this dimwit assists me in picking up your classmates.”
“How many students are there?” Salem asked.
“I am not a dimwit!” Bianca added.
The Crumplebottom Sisters were just so funny! We all laughed so hard while they bickered.
Even Salem laughed!
Belinda brought us upstairs and showed us Salem’s room first.
“Excuse me, but can you show me to my room now?” I asked, hating to be a bother.
“Why? So you can just leave me here alone with that thing? ” Salem snapped.
She pointed over to a weird doll in the corner of the room.
“Say… I-I just wanna see my room too!” I said.
“Whatever! I don’t need you anyways!”
“That doll is the least strangest thing you’ll see during your stay here, dear.” Bianca began.
“But, I suppose if you don’t want to be in here, you are more than welcome to go down to the shop and paint while I work on dinner!”
We finally made our way up to my room. It was on the tip top floor!
“Well here’s your room! I can tell you’re pretty antsy to get acquainted with it, so I’ll leave you be.” Belinda smiled.
“Thank you.” I said politely.
Focusing my attention to the bed next to mine, I realized I’d be sharing my room as well.
“Umm.. Do you think it would be possabellity if I could have my own room?” I asked kindly.
“Oh no can do sweetheart. Even magical homes have limited space sometimes.”
“I understand, I can share.” I smiled hopping onto the bed.
“Oh, and can you please keep an eye on my sister? She really likes fire…” I warned.
Belinda let out a loud, hearty laugh.
“That I can do!” She said.
As I got myself situated, I was surprised by how cozy the bed was! I began to yawn, then I layed down.
A little nap couldn’t hurt. After all, it’s been a real long trip! …At least I think.
I don’t really know how long I was asleep, but I immediately woke up when the door creaked open slowly, and the lights all turned on by their selves.
A strange, tall boy dressed in stripes and a funny hat entered the room and stared at me.
“H-hello…” I greeted cautiously.
“Are you my roommate?” I asked.
“Uh…. If you’re staying in this room, then sure!” He said. His voice was husky yet friendly.
“I’m Yellow Darling!” I smiled, shaking his hand.
“Hi Yellow! I’m Flynn, Flynn Wiggins!”
“So uh, I need to go check on my sister. Do you… Wanna come with? I asked, kinda hoping he’d say no. I wanted to explore the place a little bit on my way downstairs, but I didn’t want to be rude, so I still asked.
“Of course, this place gives me the heeby jeebies!”
“You know this place is haunted? I’ve seen ghosts here before!” Flynn said, as we made our way through the kitchen.
The thought of seeing a real life ghost in front of me made me want to explore even more!
“Hey sis!” I waved.
“So uh… Whatcha painting?”
“It’s called a canvas.”
“I want you to meet my roommate, his name is Flynn! Flynn, Salem.” I introduced.
Salem ignored me again.
“Sorry, she’s not normally like this.”
“Actually yes, yes I am.”
Just then Bianca and two other students made their way into the shop.
“Alright, brats! I’ll leave you all to get acquainted, dinner will be served soon.” Bianca said, as she walked away.
“Hi. I’m Annabelle Story, and this is Rococo Childress. We attend this school as well!” Said the girl in the pink dress.
“Are you two the ones who are related to the Crumplebottom Sisters?” Rococo asked.
“Yeah, that’s us!” I laughed. “Nice to meet you, my name is Yellow.”
“And what’s her name?”
“That’s my sister, Salem. We’re twins.”
“You don’t have to tell them that.” Salem blurted.
Suddenly, all of us disappeared into thin air, and with a huge beam of light, we appeared in a completely different room!
“Are you two going to join us?” Bianca asked, frustratedly.
Everyone else acted like nothing just happened but Salem and me were just petrified!
After we shook off our nerves, we finally joined everyone else for dinner. Boy was I hungry!
Belinda made something called ratatooley. I don’t really know what that is, but I think it’s Spanish for vegetables or something, because I didn’t really like it so much.
Right when I took my last bite, Beatrice clapped her hands and yelled “Bed-time!” And then, zoom! Again, I reappeared somewhere else. This time my room.
I changed into my pajamas and curled up in the covers.
“Boy, that scared me!” I said.
“You’ll get used to it soon. Even I did!” Said Flynn, as he crawled into his bed.
I softly chuckled. “Goodnight Flynn…. Flynn?”
The thought of my children being so far away depresses me. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy that they’re getting a chance to learn about their unique gift, and sure, they’ll be back soon, but I just can’t help but miss them terribly.
At least there are several things here to keep our mind off of them!
For Seymour’s birthday, I got enough people to chip in, and we purchased a newly bulldozed lot at the end of the street. We’re building a little shop for Seymour, so that he has a place to sell his sculptures. We began building not too long ago, and the progress is going well!
One day, Dorothy invited all of us out with her, to celebrate her birthday. Seymour wasn’t excited to be in the same room as Toni, but we decided to not let it get in the way of celebrating Dorothy’s birthday.
We had great time, no drama or anything!
Jocelyn was pregnant again, and it looked like she’d pop any minute now!
The guys even got together and played a game of pool!
You’d think it’d be awkward, but they had a great time!
As the night progressed, Brandt called Toni to the stage.
I pulled my phone out to take a picture, because although it was pretty inappropriate to pull this at someone else‘ birthday party, it was pretty obvious what he was going to do.
Sure enough, Brandt got down on one knee! I squealed in delight, and quickly took a photo.
“I love you Toni, and I think you’re the one.” Brandt admitted.
“Oh my god, Brandt honey, what are you doing?” Toni asked cluelessly.
“I’ve been wanting to do this for a long, long time now…”
He pulled out a ring box and held it up to her.
“Will you marry me?”
Toni gasped loudly, and covered her face.
She stood there covering her face, seemingly frozen. We all waited in anticipation for her to answer, but after the long, hesitation, Brandt awkwardly stood up.
“So obviously you’re not going to say yes… Is there a reason or..?” Brandt asked, obviously doing his best to keep from exploding in anger.
“Brandt…” She mustered, in a sympathetic tone.
“I knew it was too good to be true.”
“I just… don’t think think I’m ready…. I can’t keep doing this to you.”
“Toni, I risked my friendships for you, bought you a house, gave you a child, what else could you possibly want?” He shouted.
“Brandt calm down please. I…”
“You what, Toni? What on earth could it possibly be?”
“Can we talk about this later, in private? Please?” She asked.
“No! We’re going to talk about it right here, right now.”
“Well… I haven’t been umm…faithful to you.”
“OF FUCKIN’ COURSE you haven’t been faithful! Should have saw that coming! Such a dumb-ass for believing I finally get to be happy! What’s next, are you going to tell me Clementine ain’t mine, either?”
“How could you say that?” She rebutted.
“Because apparently I deserve the worst!”
“She is yours, Brandt. Can we talk about this at home?” Toni whispered.
“Who’s the piece of shit this time?”
“No, go on! You already rejected me in front of everyone, might as well tell them all why!” Brandt shouted. “Who’d you mess around with?”
“I… um…..” Toni cowered, looking around the room.
Her gaze was locked in my direction, as anxiety and confusion swept over me. Did she want me to help her or something? I was confused.
Her voice was lower than a whisper, but no doubt I heard her loud and clear….
“It was Seymour.”