If she had any clue that he was thinking anywhere along those lines she would be a squealing mess of blonde blushing Keighley. But OMG, yes please! Would love to be a Queen of her was her King.

A soft smile formed on her lips. "He may very well like hot cocoa even more than I do." If that was possible. How often her and Jude sat together drinking cups of the warm beverage she did not know nor did she think there was anyone that wanted to count that high. "One cup would be perfect for now, Char." She didn't want to get in over her head and hype herself up on chocolate. Or maybe she did? "Yes, most of them I sign myself up for every year. When I'm home I try to get as much MMA training in as I can." The sport was very important to her but so was spending time with him and Liv.

Not in the slightest. He worked hard for all of his trophies and plaques. Keigh thought he should be proud of them. She knew that she was extremely proud of what she won. Each trophy was placed in a spot and when she was finished, the blonde stepped back to take a look at it all. "That sounds fine to me then." Oh, he had more trophies? How had she missed those? With a little giggle she took them from him and found a nice spot for each one with the others. "What do you think?" She thought it looked good but this was his room after all. "I would love to meet him. Someday we'll travel to Sweden together." When she wasn't sure but she knew it would happen.

Charlie was at least grateful that he could always discuss hot chocolate with Jude. The two got along just fine, anyway, but it was always an excellent thing to have mutual grounds, was it not? Hot chocolate for him wasn’t just something he could have in the winter; it was an all-year-round thing for him. “Okay, we can go grab one in a few. You’re going to love the toppings but you’ll fall in love even more with them during the Christmas holidays because it’s the Bergstrand family tradition to make hot chocolate with toppings that are red and green. My siblings and I always have a great time picking those out at the shops.” As they continued the talk of MMA, Charlie couldn’t help but ask, “What about when you’re at Hogwarts? Is there anyone you practice with?”

Truthfully, Charlie wasn’t paying much attention to where exactly his girlfriend was putting the trophies. His gaze was mainly on her; he always loved admiring her features. Maybe it was just him but he thought she was even more beautiful when she was focusing on a task and she was unaware she was being observed. Char did snap out of it when she asked about her handiwork though. “I think… I knew there was a reason why I suggested you do my room’s decoration!” Oh yes. A Sweden trip was down in the books for them. “He’ll love you as much as I love you,’’ Charlie remarked. “You haven’t got a fear of horses?” He was thinking they could go horseback riding together.

That was one thing that made Keighley really happy, Charlie got along with her siblings. Both Reagan and Jude didn't have anything bad to say about him. Really there was no reason for them not to, he was wonderful. Athletic, funny, sweet. A lot like herself but also different. The perfect pair is what they were! "Whenever you're ready, I'm in no rush. The toppings? Red and green?" This here was when she tipped her head to the side and looked at him questioningly but with the cutest smile still on her face. She was all about the yummy toppings. "I do.. but it's not constant. Lia, Tad and his brother Axel are the three people I practice with the most when they aren't too busy." Isn't one to nag others to practice with her all of the time so tends to practice alone unless she knows one of them is also practicing or they ask her first.

Oh, precious Charlie. There was going to be plenty of moments for him to simply watch her without her knowledge because at times she could be completely oblivious to all things around her when she was focused on something. And then.. there was going to be times where she was going to be the one that wouldn't be able to take her eyes off of him. Like the day they had first met in person. Merlin he had been everything she had expected him to be and so much more. "So it's okay then? You don't want to change anything?" He could move around anything he wanted. And there is was, her cheeks flaming red and the biggest internal squealing a young teen girl could do without making a complete fool of herself. The smile on her face was bright at his words but she still hadn't been able to say them out loud herself yet. No, I'm not afraid of them." With all the creatures she had been around before, horses thankfully weren't ones that scared her.

‘A perfect couple’ was how Charlie liked to think of him and Keighley together too. It really did go a long way that her family liked him {even if her father sometimes gave him suspicious looks} and that his own parents liked Keigh. Someday, he hoped she could meet all his siblings. What a huge family gathering it would be when both of their families got together! “It wasn’t my idea,’’ he told her with a laugh. “The older siblings started it when I was a toddler, I think. Still, I look forward to that tradition each year.” Char eyed Keigh thoughtfully. “I wouldn’t mind helping out when we’re at Hogwarts then.”

Ah, that first meeting. Char could quite clearly remember that first meeting; it was a memory which he doubted would ever fade from his memory. He had been quite enamored with Keighley as he was now. “No, it’s all perfect!’’ Like she was. Char didn’t mind that she hadn’t said those words back to him as yet; the boy was more than happy to keep reminding her that he loved her, however. There was a fond smile when it became obvious she was blushing {even more than usual, in his opinion}. “That’s great! You’ll have a great time. Here.” He fished out a rolled up poster of Thunder. “This is him.” Quite the handsome horse Thunder was.

Yessssssssss! Charlie understand. He got it. They were PERFECT together and that was that. She loved that her family liked him and yes, she saw the way her father looked at him at times but that's because he's protective.. like every other person in her family. And he still had a ton of people in her family left to meet. As she had a bunch of his she still hadn't had the chance to meet yet either. One day it would happen though.. and oh, what a day that would be! "That sounds like fun though! What type of toppings are your favorite?" Don't mind her being all curious-like already. A warm smile spread across her face at his offer. "I'd really like that a lot." A lot, a lot. More than he could know.

How could either of them forget that day? It had been filled with smiles, laughter and the two of them staring at each other. By far it was one of her favorite memories. Keigh smiled brightly at Charlie when he said everything was perfect. As long as he liked it all, she was happy. "Of course I will. You'll be there too." Anytime they spent together she had a great time. There was a slightly tilt of her head and a curious look in her blue eyes as she took the poster and unrolled it. "Ohhh, now I really can't wait to meet him!" What a handsome horse!

Char didn’t need to think about that answer. “Pepparkakor,’’ he said promptly, his Swedish accent more pronounced when the word left his lips. “It literally means ‘pepper cakes’ because the Swedish people from ages and ages ago used pepper in them. Now, we use ginger so I suppose you can say it's similar to gingerbread cookies.” Char paused thoughtfully. “I think we brought some of those along. I know for sure we brought the traditional Swedish cookies. That, possibly, is equal to sugar cookies.” He grinned, feeling the need to explain why there were so many cookies in his house. “Mum is quite fond of cookies. It has nothing to do with me liking to use them as toppings.” Okay, maybe it did, but just a hint.

“We could work out something a few days of the week,’’ Charlie suggested, pleased that his offer had been taken up. “I mean, if you don’t get too busy.” He just really, really wanted her to practice as much as she was able to so that someday she’d be the very best. The boy was inclined to agree: any time they spent together was a great time. “I will be.” Did he ever want to go anywhere with his Little Sunflower? No, this smitten young man didn’t. The poster was unfurled and handed over. “He’s a very good reason for you to get your Apparation License,’’ came the light tease.

Flail!!!

That accent. It was the cutest thing ever and she could listen to it all day. Listen to him all day. Keigh always hung on his every word, especially when he went and spoke Swedish to her. It was a good thing her Char always explained things to her, since she had no clue what a Pepparkakor was. A cookie? Similar to gingerbread cookies. As a topping for hot cocoa? Okay, but like.. did he had any clue what he was doing right now? If it was even a quarter as good as he says it was, he might already be creating a monster. "Cookies as toppings? That's all I needed to hear." She was going to have to try this as soon as possible, please and thanks.

I'll always make time for you, Char. And I know I'm not nearly as good as you but if you need any help with Quidditch or anything I'd be happy to do what I can." The more chances she had to spend time with him, she was going to take them. Keigh giggled at the teasing. "Mm' I'll be sure to get right on that as soon as I'm able to. Though you can get yours before I can." Yup, there she went pointing out that he was older than she was but a little bit.

Then Keighley had better hope that he didn’t lose his accent over the course of years he resided in the United Kingdom. But if Charlie were to seriously think about it, he would say that there was no chance of him doing so; Sweden would always be his home, his accent would always be an integral part of him. Char laughed yet again {honestly, he did that so much with his girlfriend} when Keighley mentioned the toppings. “I’ll just have to spoil you with all the cookie toppings then!” Did she know how much he appreciated her for always being so interested in his life?

Yes, indeed. This young man knew how much Keighley made time for him; it was something he admired about her. It could not be easy juggling him, Olivia, her family, friends and MMA practice. Yet Keighley was always so bouncy and sunshiney. How did she even do it? It was another one of those aspects of her that made her attractive. “I’ll take you up on that offer.” Charlie smiled softly. “Maybe you can help me practice by bewitching regular balls to hurtle at me? That way I can practice being a better Beater. Speaking of… Hogwarts has a proper Quidditch Pitch still, yes?” It was known that the Inter House Quidditch matches were no longer a thing. Grabbing some thumb tacks from a small container, Charlie climbed onto his bed to set about getting Thunder’s poster up onto the wall above the bed. “Help, please?” If Keigh could just hold the poster in place? “Now I have twice the reason for wanting to get that license!”

If that accent of his even wavered slightly throughout the years, they may very well have to consider a move to Sweden. She was much too in love with it. That laughter, it was pure music to her ears. Her smile never faded when she was with him, for how could it, when he made her feeling nothing short of pure happiness all of the time. "Consider me more than happy to eat every single one." Not it was her turn to laugh. If he knew enough about her, and she was sure that he did, he would know she wasn't fibbing with that statement. She would willing participate in the consumption of all the cookie toppings! In her mind, she was the lucky one.

In all honesty, the blonde would've chalked it down to genetics but as of the last year or so.. even she wasn't so sure. A ray of sunshine was what she was. Even on her worst days, she did everything she could to remain positive and make those around her smile along with her. "I can't wait." Really, she was looking forward to it. "What you feel is best, is what we'll do. Yes, we still have a pitch to practice in." Which she was more than thankful for now since both Liv and Charlie needed it for practicing. Keigh watched Char with a smile, slipping off her shoes before stepping up onto his bed beside him so that she could hold the poster in place. "That's what I'm here for," she laughed. "Oooooor you can wait and we can get it together." Cue the sweetest smile from her. No, she didn't expect him to wait for her. She was simply teasing him.

Move to Sweden? Now there’s something that Char would not object to, providing that Keighley would be fully on board. He found it easy to make her smile and vice versa. He guessed they were just too happy in each other’s company to be bothered about anything else. Though… there wasn’t anything in their relationship or otherwise that would make them sad or anxious. What a cute laugh Keigh had! Why was everything about her one hundred percent perfection? “I’ll make a note and stick it on the fridge as a reminder that mom’ll have to restock on them the next time she Apparates home then.” See? That was an easy fix!

Char was in love with the way he and Keigh made suggestions for each other to better themselves, the way they worked it all out to ensure they followed up with the suggestions as much as he was in love with her. “That’s what we can start with. Excellent! I reckon there are still Flying classes then?” Once the poster was held in place, Char easily stuck tacks in the four corners. There! Now he sort of had Thunder with him. “I could but…” The boy jumped down from the bed back to the floor then held out a hand to help Keighley down. “I want to be able to see my family whenever I want, as soon as I can…” She understood, ja? {yes?}

Moving to Sweden was something Keigh would absolutely do. Several things would play into a move like that of course but none of it meant that she wouldn't at least very much consider it. They would be in total agreement on that thought, she had no reason to be sad or anxious or anything but happy where Charlie was concerned. "Now that would be amazing and I'll be thrilled to sample any and all cookies that come my way." Cue the brightest smile from her.

Keighley would be lying if she said she wasn't in love with everything that had to do with this boy. There was a connection with him that couldn't be denied and she was positive that now that he was living here, it was only going to grow stronger. "That's okay with me." Nod nod. Whatever he wanted to do. "Yes but after first and second year we don't actually have to attend. I do though." She enjoyed flying and it was helping her get better as much as Charlie's lessons last summer had helped her. Now that Thunder was up on the wall (his poster that is!), Keigh turned to take Charlie's offered hand and hopped down off of the bed. "I know, Char. I was teasing. There's no way I would expect you to wait for me to be old enough." She wasn't that silly.

This would definitely make for a good discussion topic in the future. Char already knew that there was a strong possibility that he would be bringing it up when the time was right. Though he hadn’t given much thought on what Keighey’s reaction might be, he knew her well enough to reason that she would at least give his idea a try. Char laughed for what seemed to be the millionth time {no, he was not getting tired of it}. “I think my mother would be thrilled that you want to. She already likes that you’re taking to the Swedish culture.”

With practice for him now out of the way, Char focused on Flying lessons at Hogwarts. “Really? That’s interesting. I’ll be going to every one of them, of course.” It only occurred to him then that Keigh possibly attended the lessons partially because Olivia would be as well. But then he felt silly and he showed this by grinning sheepishly. “I’m sorry. I just miss them, that’s all.” That was why his six siblings and father were on his mind. “Want to go get hot chocolate now? I’ve had enough of decorating for now.”

One day down the line, sometime in the future, they would have to sit down and discuss many things. Universities, career paths, traveling about for those careers, where they might live one day and so much more! However right now, Keigh was still young and she didn't want to overwhelm herself more than necessary. "Well I want to know all there is to know about you and that is a big part of it." Plus she had mentioned before her plans on traveling around and learning about other cultures.

"Uh-huh. It's more of an elective after that. I think it's because so many aren't overly interested in it." She was however, even more so since both Char and Liv play Quidditch. The better of a flier she was, the more comfortable she felt about all the different tricks and things they did while out on the pitch. Keighley smiled, hugging him tightly right then. "You have no reason to be sorry. Of course you miss them all." She understood completely. Being away from the ones you love is very hard. The mention of hot cocoa made her smile and she nodded up at him. "Hot cocoa is always the best reason for a break."

There would be so many topics to discuss indeed. These weren’t something that Char would be hesitant to bring up. If anything had been proven during the course of the time they knew each other, it was just how well they were able to talk things out rationally. “That makes me happy. You make me happy,’’ he told Keigh softly. Yet again, there was enormous gratitude in him that Reagan had introduced Keigh to him.

An elective made sense. “Then that shall be my elective,’’ Charlie declared with certainty. Or one of his electives, since there were bound to be more for him to decide upon. There was another grin on his face now. “I’ll get to see how much you’ve improved on loops.” Charlie was also looking forward to showing her more tricks on a broomstick if Keigh was up to it. If there was one thing that this boy could count on, it was her understanding him. This was why they could talk about anything. “Okay, let’s go!” Char tugged on her hand, leading her out of the room.

If any of their previous discussions stood proof of anything, it was that all of their future discussions should be a breeze. There had already been many conversations that made her smile, laugh and cry.. each one had taken it's tole on the two of them and strengthened their relationship. Keighley smiled up at him. "You make me happy," came her immediate reply. They were perfection.

She giggled softly. "Of course it would be. I didn't expect you to choose anything else." If she had, some serious questioning would've happened right then. "Oh, I've gotten better at loops.. I don't try to strangle the broom anymore." Cue more gentle laughter. "Whoa! Someone really wants some hot cocoa!" Grinning at Char, Keigh gave his hand a squeeze as she let herself be tugged along.

“I plan on continuing to keep you happy,’’ Char replied in Swedish. If Keigh wasn’t able to fully understand his words, she could always tell him; he’d be happy to translate and use the moment as a teaching opportunity to add some more of the Swedish language to her vocabulary. All this planning for Hogwarts was making him excited to actually commence his education at the School. “You know me too well.” There was now pure delight written upon Charlie’s features. “You have? I’m so proud of you! This means you have to show me your moves sometime soon.” Charlie tried not to laugh too much at the memory of Keighley trying to kill his broomstick. “I’m mainly excited for you to try all the toppings,’’ came Char’s correction to her words. In a few minutes, Keigh would be doing exactly that!

Scene 16:
December 2109 is upon them. Jude really wants to talk to Keighley about something very important, and is waiting anxiously for her to descend from the fifth year girls’ dorms.

Characters:
Jude Anders (FearlessLeader19)
Keighley Anders (Kolyander)

Jude was full out draped across an armchair by the fireplace in the Hufflepuff Common Room. It was Sunday, the day after he had spent practically the entire day in Hogsmeade, the day that a realisation had practically leapt out of him. It was a good realisation, one that warmed his heart. One that had made him have a restless night of sleep. So, here he was at six in the morning, fully showered already and trying to keep himself distracted with Ned. His feline companion was resting on Jude’s stomach in that ‘loaf’ form that cats seemed to love.

“There’s a chance she’ll sleep in today, Ned,’’ the seventh year warily told Ned. As a matter of fact, every Hufflepuff might be doing just that. Every Puff but him.

Not every word Charlie spoke right then was picked up on but Keighley got the jest of it and her cheeks flushed brightly to show that she most certainly understood him. Would be thrilled if he taught her even more Swedish! Maybe while they sat down and enjoyed their hot cocoa? "Uh-huh! It's taken me lots of practice but I can't wait to show you what I've learned!" She may have learned quite a bit from her flying lessons at Hogwarts but also from Olivia as well. Keighley smiled brightly at him. "Not as excited as I am!" Cue some very happy little bouncing along as she followed right beside him the entire way to the kitchen!

*****

Noooooooow it might be Sunday and it may very well be extremely early for most of Hogwarts population but just like her older brother, Keighley Anders was awake. Barely, but she was. So there she was clad in reindeer pajamas with matching slippers, making her way to the common room. No shame!

Straight for one of the armchairs she went only to find that it was occupied. By Jude. "Scoot over," she whispered by way of greeting.. not that there was much room for him to scoot over to.

Keighley never had to worry for she ALWAYS looked cute and adorable no matter what she wore. No, this was just big brother talk; it was one of the biggest facts EVER. Jude’s face lit up with a delighted smile when he saw her descend the stairs and made her way to him. “Am I supposed to shrink myself first?’’ he questioned in reply but still doing his best to flatten himself against the back of the armchair. In the process, Ned was jostled which caused the cat to meow loudly with indignation. “Sorry, Ned! Just… a little… more repositioning.” There! The boy had managed to keep his feet across the arms and there was some space for Keigh after some shifting.

“Have at it.’’ Jude patted the chair. “Lean against me if you want.” Merlin knows Keigh did that often enough with him; it was something he liked, anyway. “Why are you up so early?”

On most days, she would agree with this. This early in the morning, looking the way she was right now.. well.. it was, what it was. Despite how sleepy she still was right than and it was a fair bit, if she was being honest, a smile broke out onto her own face when she saw the one on Jude's. How could she not? Those smiles of his were contagious! Just like Olivia and Charlie's were! "Nah-uh.. all I need is a smidgen of space, it's not like I'm thaaaaaaat bit," came her soft whispered reply. Oops, sorry Ned. She would make it up to him.

Without wasting any time at all, Keigh sat herself down in what little space had been made for her on the chair, shifting so she was somewhat on her side and bringing her legs up over the arm of the chair beside Jude's. After a brief moment of squirming around to make sure she wouldn't fall, she leaned her head lightly against her brothers shoulder like she did often. "I guess I just couldn't sleep anymore." That happened sometimes, now matter how tired she actually was. Reaching over she gently rubbed Ned behind messed up ear.

True.

The baby Anders’ wasn’t big at all. She was tiny though Jude was certain at one point Keighley would catch up with Reagan’s five foot three inches frame. Ned meowed quite mournfully at Keighley as though the cat were debating on whether to accept her apology or not. Jude patted the furbaby’s head while wondering if he and Keigh should just magically extend the armchair. That thought came to an abrupt end when the girl wedged herself beside him. Jude in turn extracted the arm between the two to place around her shoulders.

Comfy. This was super comfy!

“Well, I’m kind of glad to hear that. I need to talk to you about something.” Because Keighley was usually the first person Jude confided in. Not only did she always keep his secrets until he was ready to reveal them himself but she also offered great advice. Wise, his baby sister was. “Um… so yesterday I met up with Evan at the Three Broomsticks. It was so nice to catch up with him. I missed him more than I thought, honestly.” The Hufflepuff hadn’t yet gotten used to being at Hogwarts with the bestie. “Remember how I told you that I hoped us being a part of the year would help me get over him? It didn’t work. I still love him as much. But…” He shook his head, wondering why his love life had gotten complicated. Wasn’t it enough that he had unrequited feelings for Evan? “Seeing him made me realise that I feel the same way each time I see Davet. The anticipation of seeing him after being at Hogwarts for months, how I’m always eager for each of our dates, the warm, fuzzy way I feel watching him on stage… all of it tells me that I’ve fallen for him too.” Jude fell silent now, letting Keigh - and Ned - process.

Hey, now! She was getting bigger each and every single day, thank you very much! Why everyone liked to think she was so tiny was beyond her. And yes, yes Ned should accept her apology because she always gave him lots of cuddle time and she let him lay with her whenever liked annnnnnnd she gave him the nicest ear scrunches too. All very good reasons if she did say so herself.

Once Keigh had gotten herself all snuggled up on the arm chair beside Jude, she rested her arm over brother for several reasons. Cuddles. Those were always the best reason. To help keep her from slipping off of the chair. And to give Ned pets more easily. He was welcome.

Now what was it they needed to talk about? "I'm all ears." Whatever he wanted to talk to her about had to be important if it had him up and wanting to talk so early this morning. Evan. Right. The Huffle wasn't going to comment until he was completely finished talking annnnnnd was she every thrilled that she hadn't interrupted him! "Juuuuuuuuuuuuude!!!...." she whispered flailed, wiggling about slightly in excitement and giving him a small nudge. The smile on her face was huge and she would've been squishing him had it not been for Ned laying where he was. She was soooooo happy for him!

In Jude’s eyes, Keigh would remain tiny, okay? Probably it had to do with the fact that he associated her smolness to being the baby of the Anders’ family. With regard to Ned, the cat definitely forgave Keighley for he held a paw out on her arm then closed his eyes, as though he were about to drift away for another nap. Just watching made Jude feel so much at peace. Cuddles were always welcome. In fact, it was a thing between Jude and Keigh. His sister was a cuddle pro!

Said sister really was all ears, and Jude really was glad that she listened without interruption; he wanted to get his entire situation out there. He was also quite willing to sit there in silence while she processed but he was wrong about that latter bit: clearly Keigh was super happy and excited for him. That much was gathered from her reaction. A slow grin creeped up on his face, her enthusiasm clearly rubbing off on him. But there was one burning thing he needed to know: “How do you cope with being in love with two persons at once? I mean, I get that my situation is not exactly the same as yours because Olivia and Charlie love you back.”

So basically… HELP?

Wellllllllllll, Keigh supposed she could look at it that way too. There would be no way around changing that fact. She would always be the baby of the family. Ned's little paw resting upon her arm told her all that she needed to know, she was forgiven. Such a sweet loving cat he was.

Serious talks were no joke. There was no messing about being done. Everything Jude said to her, had to be heard. Processed. Understood. Otherwise she was of no real use to him other than simple emotional support. And while that was perfectly fine, what she really wanted was to be able to help him in some way. "First things first.. let it be known that as soon as I can manage it without being attacked by Ned, you are getting squished." This was said with the brightest of smiles and a small giggle. They could get back to a chat on that later. It seemed they had something else to talk about first.

"Umm, very very careful?" she grinned at her brother in a playful manner hoping to ease the mode a little. "It's complicated, some days are much easier than easier. As you know basically everything when it comes to the two of them is kept separate. Yes, I love them both and they love me.. but.. they don't love one another. So that does complicate things for myself and for them." Her situation may not be the same as Jude's and she did consider herself very luck that Olivia and Charlie felt the same for her as she did for them but it still wasn't easy at all."No, really though Jude.. like mama and papa always say.. the heart wants who it wants. We don't get to pick and choose who we fall in love with but we can leave our hearts open to give others a chance."

Squishes?

Yes, please!

Jude nodded. “Deal!” he told Keigh, automatically lowering his voice because he didn’t want to disturb his little furbaby. Admittedly, the squishes would also help him to feel immensely better, it could be a remedy to his clouded mind.

He smiled at his sister because he suddenly wasn’t in the mood to grin. Now that his questions were out there, he was rather anxious about going forward. Perhaps this was why Jude latched onto each of Keigh’s words as though his life depended on them {then again, it probably was}. There were nods on his part at intervals as she explained. “I guess my situation does seem lighter compared to yours, huh? With regard to Evan not loving me back, I mean. Then again, if he had, then I wouldn’t have ended up dating Davet and… hang on.” A new thought hit him as though he had run into a brick wall. “Does being with Davet seem as though I only am with him because of that? I mean, does it seem like he’s my backup option?” There was a certain panic to his voice, one that Ned surely picked up on because the cat cracked his eyelids and peeked up at him. Never mind Keighley’s words reminding him about what their parents said. Jude hadn’t processed those fully as yet due to his new icky thoughts. “I don’t want him to think that I want to be with him because I can’t be with Evan.” Oh Merlin! How had this not occurred to him before?!

Yes.

Lots of squishes. Keighley squishes. Which were the best because everyone knew that Badgers gave the best squishes.

"Like I was going to give you a choice anyhow." His sweet precious little sister smiled innocently at him, her eyes sparkly playfully. Squishes and cuddles were one of the ways she showed how much she cared about her people.

Deep talks such as these could be tough at times but there was no one better than to have them with than Jude. And Reagan but sadly she graduated already. "No, that isn't what I mean. It's different is all. Evan not feeling the same is rough, Jude. I never ever want to see you go through anything like that again." Jude hadn't been the same for so long and he was finally getting back on his feet and doing alright again.

...

What?!

No. She hadn't said that at all. Where is he getting this from now? The smallish blonde shifted very careful but quickly and clapped a hand over her brothers mouth. "Hey. No. Shush. Jude Anders don't you dare. You and I both know better than that.. come on now. You would never ever do such a thing and Davet is the sweetest guy around, he knows you truly like him and wouldn't do that." UGH! Boys were complicated sometimes.