A Dumpling Playing Games

Sandy and Steph are actually really great friends! They got a lot closer after Sandy introduced Stephany into yoga. She found a nice hobby, a good friend, and lost a lot of weight!

[Not sure if she’s sick from her cold or repulsed by the smell of her armpit]

After Sandy got over her cold, Stephany decided that she needed some time to relax outside of the house. Since they had the extra cash on hand, they decided to head out to the new spa for some well deserved R&R!

First was a trip to the sauna followed by a quick message. Both had no complaints.

Next was joining the new yoga class. Stephany got pretty serious about it, but Sandy looked a bit uncomfortable. Maybe she didn’t get all the way over that cold after all?

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(( Short but sweet ))

XXX came over after work. He was surprised when he didn’t see his mother there, but gave Elias a hug nonetheless, smiling, as he wished his step-father a happy birthday. 

Afterword, they quickly gathered around in the kitchen for cake. Elias cut a piece off and handed it to xxx. 

“First piece is supposed to go to the birthday boy, Elias,” he laughed, but accepted the slice anyway.

“No dad yet, huh?”

XXX was happy for his mother that she had found someone who made her happy, and he was always happy to have more siblings, but he couldn’t see someone wasn’t that much older than him as a parent.

There was chemistry. He touched her with so much passion, and enveloped her with every word. For that while, he was her stable ground, her world, her everything. 

Seeing Theo in the arms of someone else, seeing him so wrapped up in them he couldn’t even see her, it hurt more than she could have ever imagined. Not that she could imagine them ever being apart.

Today we play a very serious game of “Guess who’s knocking at your door?”

The answer was Grim ol’ buddy pal. ‘Sup, big, bad man in black.

Cheron sees the light for the last time. He sighs, covering his eyes as he accepts that death at his door (literally). This time there’s no more second chances. He’s ready and willing to go meet with his beloved wife. Finally.

Welcome to the second generation. The title of heir is now officially passed onto Callum.

Milo: Wait a second, I’m missing something...

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(( A lot of things happened right after Cheron died so... lmao ))

Alicia said, pulling Elias to the bed with her. “With another man. He grew up fine.”

“Of course he did.” Elias took Alicia’s hands, wrapped his own in hers, and kissed them. He smiled. “He grew up well and introduced you to me.”

“That’s right. So I think we’ll be fine if we have one or two of them for ourselves. It’s time, Elias.” Alicia cupped Elias’ cheek and lifted his face to look her in the eyes. “I know you’re worried, but I’m not getting any younger.”

“I am, but I trust you. Let’s try.”

Wrapped up in their arms or dazed with intertwined glances. It was like neither Theo or Kassandra could get enough of the other. All over each other, and not a care for who saw. They were in love, and the world needed to know that they came together.

Alisha shook her head, doing her best to hold in her laughter. Elias smiled, kissing his wife’s cheek. Her laughter rang in the air, a sweet serenade to his ears. Then she stopped, still smiling, but looking at him pointedly.

“Stripping is not a hobby.”

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The Becketts are a gardening family. Their prime income is coming from producing and selling dragon fruit :D 

Fishing and flower arranging are hobbies on the side to earn some extra income and help fertilize the garden.

Feat. Old Man Cheron.

Cheron’s voice crackled. The wind was being knocked out of him, and he talked with large gasps that sounded like the wind knocking against the shutters on a windy day.

“My sons.” Cheron stuck out his hand, wincing as a crippling pain shot through his body. He curled up at the first touch. “There’s only once chance to do this. You must plead for my life in my stead.”

“To who?” Callum and Milo asked together.

Their faces were still, eyes pinned on their father lying coldly on the ground. He took one last breath, his eyes flicking over to his two oldest sons.

“The Grim Reaper.”

Milo making that “OH HELL NO” face, so the one that has to plead this time is Callum.

Success! He lives for another day.

Now they laugh together at the memory, hands intertwined together, lips touching.

In the dim lights and chilly winds, he placed a ring on her finger. Gently and slowly, as if any sudden action would break the mood like a shattered piece of glass.

When Elias looked up, the shine reflected in her eyes, tears glistening in them, he smiled. She cried, pulling him in close for a kiss. 

And Theo’s past hurt. Every time he’d catch a glimpse of her forlorn expression, a dull ache came out in his chest. Their history was his scar, and he smiled in the pain for her.

“Hey, Han.”

Her name slipped off Elios’ tongue without him noticing. Every time he said it, he smiled, saying how he couldn’t help it. It came out whether he wanted it to or not. He was always thinking about her.

Alicia smiled, taking a step back. It was cold outside, but she could feel the heat surrounding them. Not even the frigid snowflakes could fan them out. 

Such intensity, such fervor. It scared her. She never felt such a thing in her life, and her life, it had just left her. Gone by her own hands, her own words.

The bride, the groom, and the father.

Cheron appointed himself as the chef for the dinner and appetizers (and let me tell you he pumped out the food), so Sandy and Callum wanted him to sit with him as they cut the cake.

Elios Beckett is one of those people.

Rain never stopped a good man from fishing. Neither did a pair of wet clothes.

Elios had to shame as he tossed his clothes to the side in favor of a fishing rod. He didn’t look back either as a stares started to come his way. Whispers and mummers grew as people joined in one after the other.

The rain had long since stopped as Elios wrapped up his fishing, changing back into a spare pair of dry clothes. It was then he noticed the group, the glances, the sly smiles.

In loving memory of the Dubois Boys who were all idiots and Theo who just looked nice :’)

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