About the heirs – chapter one
It was six in the morning. The sun had just come up and the birds outside were singing loudly, greeting the new day in a way that only birds could do. The Adams house was in a state of peaceful silence- everyone was still asleep at this early hour.
Well, almost everyone. Torinne Adams was sitting on the couch in the living room by herself, still dressed in her flowery pyjamas. In her hands rested a big, leather-covered book that she’d snuck out of her parent’s bookshelf. Her tiny frame moved back and forth slowly and rhythmically while she read, eyes glued to the contents of the page.
After a few more silent minutes had passed, the door to one of the bedrooms on her right opened. Her younger brother came staggering out, still half asleep. His raven hair was messy as always and he too was dressed in a set of pyjamas, together with white, cat-modelled slippers.
‘Mo-mo-mooorning, Tori,’ Ivan yawned, stretching as far as he could. ‘You’re up early.’
‘I’ve been up for about an hour already. Dad showed me a book about animal reproduction yesterday, and I wanted to read in it more. Did you know that ants are only born as males when their eggs haven’t been fertilized by another male?’
‘Really? That’s fa…fascinating,’ he said, yawning again. ‘I’m hungry, do you want something too?’
Ivan was just making his way to the fridge, when a terribly loud and screeching scream came out of the bathroom, together with the sound of spraying water.
The youngest of the pack came running around the corner, giggling and laughing at the person behind her.
‘Ahahaha, you should have seen your face! So funny!’
‘I’m soaking wet! I’ll get you for that, you stupid!’
‘You’re stupid for falling into that trap! Stupid! Stupid!’
She ran off laughing, and Ivan’s twin brother Ciel immediately chased her, leaving behind tiny puddles of water.
‘GET BACK HERE!’
Running footsteps sounded throughout the entire house, together with the falling of numerous objects. Raven Adams ducked out of her big brother’s grasp and dashed to the living room, hiding behind the couch.
‘What did you do this time?’ Ivan asked, amused. Ciel had finally caught up and was now chasing her around the coffee table. He opened his mouth and answered for his little sister, anger overflowing in his voice.
‘She made the sink explode water in my face!’
‘I think you’re saying that wrong,’ Ivan stated calmly, avoiding the drops of water that were flung in all directions.
‘I don’t care! I’ll get you for this, Raven! Ivan, you hold her down and I’ll-‘
‘No thanks, I don’t feel like getting involved this time,’ Ivan said, ignoring his twin.
‘Hey! Wait- WAIT!’
Ciel grabbed Ivan’s arm just as he walked past him, effectively pulling him back. New drops of water from the sink were flung across the room.
‘What?’ Ivan asked, locking eyes with his brother.
He pointed at Raven, who was now making faces at the two, sticking her tongue out to provoke them.
‘She’s making fun of us! We’re older! We can’t let her get away with that! Let’s show her who’s boss!’
He appealed to his brother’s competitive nature, as it was one of the few things that Ciel and Ivan had in common.
‘No, I think I’ll still pass,’ Ivan smiled.
‘But, but, but… She ate your pumpkin pudding!’
The grin vanished from his face immediately as he looked at his brother, with a look in his eyes that begged him to say he was joking.
Raven made another face at the two of them and smirked, looking just like a little mischievous imp for a second.
‘First come, first get! Besides, you ate my ice cream yesterday, so now we’re even!’
Raven smirked again and continued making faces at her brothers, dancing around on the wooden floor of the living room.
‘Grab the pillows.’
They ran into the nearest bedroom and came dashing out again seconds later, both with a big pillow in their hands. Ivan’s eyes locked onto Raven and he smirked.
‘I’ll teach you what happens when you eat my pumpkin pie, Raven!’
‘Prepare yourself! We’re going to getcha!’ Ciel shouted, and then they both sprinted towards their little sister. Raven squeeked and dodged their attacks, fleeing further into the room. Just as they arrived at the door to the girl’s bedroom, it opened and the last Adams runt came staggering out.
‘Jeez, you guys, keep it down, will you?’ Cecilia Adams yawned, wobbling on her feet with eyes that were still drowsy from sleep. ‘It’s not even time to get up yet and you’re making more noise than-‘
Ciel jumped over the living room couch in pursuit of Raven. He brought his pillow up and then pulled it down as hard as he could. Raven ducked out of the way-
‘Coward! Hiding behind Ceci!’ Ciel yelled. They closed in on their sister again, who was now trying to run away past Ceci.
‘HEY! I’m not hiding, you just have a bad aim!’
‘Take a step over here and I’ll show you how bad my aim is, you little-‘
Before Ciel knew it, a pillow had smacked the side of his face and he was flung into spinning in a circle. Feathers flew all around them as the zipper of the pillow opened a little bit. Above it all, Ceci’s angelic-sounding laugh could be heard.
The blonde-haired boy was dazed for a few seconds. Then his competitive nature kicked in and all four children began all all-out pillow fight.
Ivan was buried under a rain of feathers and Ciel got another pillow in the face, with such force that he almost lost his own.
‘HAH! You MISSED!’
Soon, the pillows were empty as the feathers got spread everywhere and the pillow war turned into a general toy war. Both sides hogged one part of the room as all the bedrooms were stripped of their toys and then hurled to the other side of the table.
Soon, toys were flying around all over the place. Vases fell and cars and baseball balls bounced off against the walls, accompanied by a lot of screaming to the other side of the table.
Raven launched a wooden Barbie chair – it missed Ciel by an inch and slammed into the corner of the room, almost hitting the glass door of their parent’s bedroom. Ciel on his turn hurled away a plushe giraffe, but it landed about two metres from its target.
‘HAH! You missed AGAIN, Ciel!’ Ceci teased.
The two boys reacted by bringing out the heavy arsenal. Countless LEGO blocks soared across the room and Ceci got bombarded with three rubber snakes, pulled right out of the toy box.
‘Is that all you have?’ Raven yelled, dancing around the flying blocks and ponies. Ciel grinned and pulled out his secret weapon- an extra big baseball.
‘Let’s see you evade THIS!’
And then it happened. He aimed, threw, slipped over a Barbie halfway his throw and instead of hitting the target, the ball went to his right and slammed straight into-
The ball crashed into the book, pushing the pages up until they painfully hit Tori’s nose. Ciel, Ivan and Raven gulped when they saw the ball fall to the ground and slowly roll away.
All four children froze in place. They stared at their sister, utter terror in their eyes. No one dared to make even the slightest noise.
And then Tori slammed her book shut.
The eleven-year-old looked at each of her siblings in a way that made them turn into frozen statues with fear, and when she finally spoke, her voice sounded almost inhumanly threatening.
‘Which one of you did that?’
Almost unhearable gasps. Everyone, even the two boys, took two steps backwards as Torinne laid her eyes on them, daring them to say something. Finally, it was Ciel who broke the silence.
As Tori slowly lifted her body from the couch, her sibling turned around as fast as they could and vacated the premises, slipping over toys and chew bones from Milow and Nina. Doors slammed shut heavily and within a few seconds, their voices could be heard outside.
‘QUICK! There’s the early bus- let’s get in!’
‘Whaaaaaaat? But it’s not even time yet!’
‘DRIVE, miss, DRIVE! FAST!!’
‘GAH! THERE SHE IS! Go, go, GO!!!’
Ethan Adams’ alarm went at 7:30 straight. Over the course of the years, he had trained himself to sleep through the noise his children tended to make in the morning. Micah, being a heavy sleeper, slept through anything without problems, but for Ethan the first few months had been exceptionally difficult. But his training worked, and by now he was sure he could even sleep through an elephant waltzing through the room.
‘Morning, darling,’ he said to Micah, who was already up and about. She was standing near the doorway, looking into their living room.
‘Morning, Ethan… I think we have a problem,’ Micah responded.
‘What do you mean?’
‘What is it, love?’ Ethan asked, walking over to where his wife was. Then his gaze fell into the room and he froze on the spot.
‘I think we’re not going shopping today…’
Oh, that was so much fun to make. XD