Chapter 3.16

Note from SweetPoyzin: This post is mega picture heavy.  Penny is by far my favorite member of this legacy.  I put a great deal of time into these photos and into the text.  Sorry for the delay.  I wanted to savor this memory privately for longer than is possibly sane.

I decided to treat my wedding day like any other day.  I was not going to Bridezilla over this thing.  I’d leave that to Liv.

I woke up and did some gardening.  The end of the season was right around the corner and I wanted to stock up on as much as I could.

I wasn’t the only one taking the wedding day chill pill approach.

Xander spent most of the morning sleeping.  I was concerned he might not wake up for the wedding.

Adam is becoming quite the prolific writer.  His comic books are bringing in huge royalties.  He spent the morning working on his newest comic.

Right before the wedding Adam volunteered to grab the wedding cake so I could take a bubble bath and get ready.  He’s a pretty awesome kid.  I’m going to miss him when he heads off to college in a year.

So I did the whole bubble bath thing and woke up Snorlax so we could head to the venue.

We all piled into the car so I could go get married.  It sounded super weird even to me.  I was already getting cold feet.

Liv was right.  She does know me better than anyone.  When she decided to be serious in Bridgeport she found the most sunning dress for me.

Despite my excitement about marrying Xander I really needed a break from the whole deal.  The wedding wasn’t going to be for several hours anyway so I headed down to the beach for some alone time.

“I can’t believe my baby girl, my first-born, is all grown up.  You’re even more beautiful today that you were the day you were born.”

I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn’t even notice Dad had been watching me.

“It can’t be that hard, Daddy.  I was a small wrinkly prune baby who screamed day and night.” I smiled sheepishly.

“Daddy?”  I didn’t know how to say what I wanted to say, “Am I marrying the right man?  Is everyone always this nervous or am I really making a bad decision?”

“I think Xander has his faults but I think he’ll be a damn fine husband.” Dad said with conviction.

“If he does turn out to be a bad guy he will have to answer to me.  I’m sure Adam, Mike, Oliver, and Vic will also come a-callin’ if he steps out of line.”  I didn’t doubt him for a second that there would be an ass whooping if need be.

“Thanks, Daddy.  You always know what to say.”  I sniffled into his shoulder as I hugged him.

“You will be fine, kiddo.  No matter what happens you will always be ok.”  He gave me one more good squeeze and went off to find Mom.  No doubt to shed a few tears of his own.  I wasn’t alone for long though…

“Well, if you aren’t the most beautiful bride!  How are you holding up, my dear?”

It was that long ago that I was standing in my parents’ bathroom asking Liv the same thing on her wedding day.  How time flies.  Back then I was still in med school and Liv was pregnant with Bug and neither of us quite knew what to say.

She’s always been the maternal one.  I’m glad I have her to take care of me when I need it.

I still didn’t know what to say.  It’s nice having a twin because sometimes I don’t have to say anything and she knows exactly what I am thinking.

Live pulled me into a hug.  “You know he’s not perfect…but he’s perfect for you, right?”

“How can you be sure, Liv?  How do I know this is what I’m supposed to do?”

“Penelope.  You know what?  I’m not the one you should ask.  Why don’t you ask Xander yourself?”

She wandered off to grab her camera and before I could protest Liv had reappeared with Xander.

“You’re breathtaking, Penny,” Xander mumbled as he embraced me.

The way he held me in that moment sealed the deal.  He was head over heels for me.  I was just being silly.  Probably lamenting my loss of freedom or something.

No, I was getting married today.

“Look, if you are having second thoughts…” Xander shrugged as if to say I could make this all disappear with one word.

I cocked my eyebrow at him in mock thought.

“No, we should get married.  I mean, we paid a fortune for this whole get-up.  And I love you and all that jazz.  Come on, it’s 4:30pm already.  It’s nearly showtime!”

And with that we headed up to the venue where everyone was already waiting for us.

Mom and Dad sat in the front row looking beautifully young and trying to keep it together.  You’d think after Liv’s wedding they’d have this down but I guess this is just proof I am the favorite.

Uncle Oliver and Lucy sat together.  Lanya didn’t get to come because the twins were sick.  She also said she had the flu but I’d bet dollars to donuts there is another little Lox on the way.

We had a sit wherever policy.  We’re all family now so Mike sat with Xander’s dad Isaac.  Adam was the best man and Liv was maid-of-honor/photographer so they got to sit up near the wedding arch.

Despite being divorced you can tell that Isaac and Staci still cared for each other.  They didn’t sit next to each other but they didn’t bring their significant others to the wedding either.  Seraphina was also able to make it to the wedding but Isabella was studying at boarding school still.

I stood under the wedding arch and stretched, “Are you ready?  Cuz I got my game face on…”

“Yes, my precious.  I wants the precious in holy matrimony.”  Oh we were a match made in heaven.  Either that or we were just too weird to marry other people.

Next thing we knew, it was sunset and it was showtime.

“Penelope, the moment I laid eyes on you in the university commons I knew I wanted to marry you.  I’ve always known it was you.  And even though you haven’t always been sure I was the one who would be your husband, I’m so glad you finally came around and decided to jump in with both feet.  I love you more than life itself and I will give everything I can to make you happy.”

“Xander, I knew you were the one I was going to marry the night we went cosmic bowling in college.  You fell face first in the bowling lane and instead of being absolutely humiliated, you giggled like a squirrel on crack.  I knew then that I wanted to spend my life with you.  I want someone by my side who can make me laugh no matter what even during life’s darkest moments.  I may have made you work to get to this wedding arch but I wouldn’t want to be here with anyone else.”

From somewhere in my mind I heard justice of the peace say “I now pronounce you husband and wife” but I was so lost in the moment it didn’t register.  I was standing at the altar with my best friend while our families joined us in celebrating our union as one.

We stood under the wedding arch a while longer while our family and friends cheered us on.

At sunset the justice of the peace finally said the words everyone was waiting for:

“I now present to you Xander and Penelope Sutton!”

Xander snagged one more surprise kiss under the arch.  It was perfect, the cheers from our family, the sunset, everything was perfect.

We went inside to cut the cake.  Our family had signed their wishes onto a photo matte with a print of Xander and I holding hands in one of our engagement photos.  It was a total surprise and all I could manage to do was smile dumbly at Xander.

Finally I came to my senses and cut the cake.

Liv and I stayed upstairs eating cake long after everyone had wandered downstairs to dance.  We deserved that damn cake.  We had both dieted and exercised for months.  We were going to enjoy us some cake.

Finally we headed downstairs to dance.  Liv followed everyone around like a creeper taking photos non-stop all night.

I had to admit, despite my reservations I was thrilled.  It was a wedding for the books, really.  Everyone had a blast.

Xander and I danced long after everyone went home.  That night it was just us.  We’d deal with the world in the morning.

Chapter 2.37

Note from SweetPoyzin: I really loved hearing from Garrett before and it seems like you all did, too.  Mollie’s birthday post is coming from Garrett’s POV.  Weird, I know.  However, I adore Garrett way more than any of my Gen 3 guys so I’m going to ride this high for another post!  Also it is super photo heavy.  Sorry!

Lucy woke us up the morning of Mollie’s birthday.  Lil’ Bit didn’t care that mommy wanted to sleep in, kiddo was ready for the day.

“Hey, before you run off, I wanted to give you one of your birthday presents.”

“Oh, why can’t we just forget the whole day, Gar?”

“Well, hear me out.  Since you’ve done such a wonderful job of losing all that baby weight I thought I would send you on a trip to the spa.  You can get a makeover, new wardrobe, massage, whatever you want!”

“Is…is that a bad gift?  I don’t mean to say you look bad now or before but I just thought you might–”

“It’s wonderful!  I’ve never been to the spa!  I can’t wait!  I know just what I want!”

“There’s baby food already in the fridge.  Adam likes waffles or pancakes for breakfast.  The bus comes at 7 so have him ready.  I have to go!”

I told Mollie to meet me at her favorite cafe for lunch and she was off.  Good thing, too!  I still had so much work to do for her birthday!

After Mollie left I called in sick to work (I’ve been doing that a lot lately).  Then I got Lucy up and ready and I fed both the kids.  I was feeling pretty awesome about my fathering abilities.  I caught Adam as he was heading out to school.

“Hey, how would you feel about a sick day today?”

“This seems like a recipe for getting in trouble.  Why, Dad?”

“Well, I’ve got a lot of things to do for your Mommy’s birthday and I could use some help.  Are you up for it?”

“Am I gonna get in trouble?”

“Of course not, Nugget.  I will.”

I had to drag a ton of stuff out of the attic and into the greenhouse.  All the plants had died because…well we aren’t gardeners and we had four kids.  So I was going to turn it into a party house/photo studio for Mollie.  With the kids getting older I thought she might want a place to work should she ever decide to go back into business.

And being the awesome kid that he is, Adam kept Lucy entertained while I worked on some new wine for the party.  Before long it was time to rush off to lunch.  Things still weren’t perfect but I needed to show Mollie the biggest and best part of her gift.

I picked her up at the spa and was floored by her makeover.  She looked 20 years younger.  Not that she ever looked old.  Wow, I should not speak.

We went to Mollie’s favorite little Bistro and sat at “our” table.  This was the place where we decided to bring Adam into our family.  This same restaurant was the place we brought our daughter before sending her out into the world.  So many memories happened in this place.

“So, your party starts in a couple of hours and I still have one more gift for you.  Shall we head out?  It might take a while…”

“Oh my…what kind of gift is this?”

“Not that kind.  That is later.  This one is just down the road.”

We hopped in the car and not even five-minutes later we were at our final destination.

“Garrett, I really appreciate you bringing me to the Art Museum but I don’t think there is time to look around right now.  The party starts –”

“Mollie, honey, this is YOUR art museum, cafe, and gift shop.  I bought it for you.  Happy birthday.”

“How the FU–heck–did you afford to buy a whole museum!?  We’ve been selling off our stuff just to get the twins through college and the younger kids birthday gifts.  Hell, Christmas is coming up.  How are we going to buy gifts now!?  How did you afford this place?!”

“I sold the boat.”

“Garrett…we don’t own a boat.”

“No, no we definitely don’t own a boat.”

I may have forgotten to tell Mollie we owned a boat.  More specifically I owned a boat.  However, now neither of us own a boat and she has an art gallery.  Perhaps she will forget.

“Well, it’s about 2:30 now and you know how your mother is always early to parties.  I bet she is at our house right now.  Let’s go home and tomorrow we can bring your photos and get this place ready to go.”

“And while we are doing that perhaps you could tell me about this boat?”

I think I might need to work tomorrow…

I was wrong about Mollie’s mother being early.  She and Victor arrived a bit later and with a surprise in tow.

“Mrs. Lox, I think we should visit more often!  When is my new brother or sister-in-law due?”

“Any day now it seems.  And, Garrett, you’ve been married to my daughter for nearly 20 years.  I’m pretty sure you can call me Liddy.”

“Oh I’m pretty sure I can’t, Mrs. Lox.  Come on inside, you two.  It’s getting cold out!”

Before we could get inside though, Mollie came looking for me.

“Garrett where the heck are you?  The doorbell rang 15 minutes ago!  Holy shit…”

“Wow, Mom.”

“So aren’t you out of rhyming names yet?”

“Actually we were thinking Golly or Jolly.  He’d fit right in!”

“Oh, you forgot to tell me you were birthing an elf.  Does dad know?”

“Oh jeez, Mollie.  Really though the only name left was Polly and your father vetoed that so this kid gets a boring name.  Come on, I want some birthday cake.  Don’t you have some aging to do or something?”

With Liddy’s prompting Mollie went a blew out her candles.  Vic and Liddy got the seat of honor next to the birthday girl.  I mean, she is their daughter after all.

After the candles Mollie disappeared.  She didn’t even have any cake.  I had a feeling she might be having a midlife crisis moment and I went to track her down.

She was cleaning the house.  I knew then it was bad.

When I found her she was scrubbing Cueball’s cage.  I was concerned she might scrub right through the glass.

“Sweetie…is now the best time to be cleaning?  What’s up?”

“HAVE YOU SEEN ME?  Gar, I have wrinkles!  And saggy boobs!  I’m hideous!”

“Sweetie, everyone is done with cake.  How about I kick them out and I’ll show you just how beautiful I think you are.  And then tomorrow we’ll go and work on the shop?”

“Fine.  And you’ll tell me about this boat.  Oh, and you’ll also tutor Adam since you pulled him from class today.”

Only two weeks until the girls got home and I was going to need to kiss ass all 14 days.  I just knew it.

Penny’s Letter Home — Year 1

Dear Mom and Dad,

OMG!  We made it to college!  It was a long drive but the house is totally bitchin’ awesome!

There’s some early snow on the ground here.  Can you believe it is only October but there is snow already?!  It’s gonna be a long semester!

There was a college-wide get together the first week and Olivia and I had a blast.  People totally don’t believe we are twins!  They don’t know we are witches either so the professors better not fail us!  HAHA!

Our house has two bedrooms.  Olivia and Mike have the smaller room.  I took the big one for myself!  It’s ok…they like “cozy.”  Ick.  Don’t worry, Dad, I’m keeping an eye on the lovebirds.  No funny business!

Olivia and I have a super early class.  It’s dark when we leave…

..and dark when we get home.  I have classes ALL DAY on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday!  From 8am to 6pm!  Jeez you’d think they’d want us to learn or something!

We are eating pretty well.  Of course I spend so much time in class that sometimes we have to order pizza.

Classes are going really well!  I’m getting A’s in EVERYTHING.  They said Medical School would be hard but whatever.

I had to give a presentation in one of my classes!  It was great.  I totally rocked it.

Olivia and the professor were the only ones to show up but I kicked ass anyway!

OMG you guys!  Olivia is getting really great at drawing!  She was awesome to begin with but now she is even better!  She is really dedicated.

We found this AWESOME bakery just down the road from our house.  They have the BEST brownies.  No, Dad, they are not THOSE kinds of brownies.  I know what you were thinking.

Oh, by the way, I met a boy.  No, Dad, it’s not serious.  I am bringing him home for Winter Break.  NOT BECAUSE IT IS SERIOUS.  Sheesh.  He’s from Starlight Shores…sorta.  He’s really from Sunset Valley but was born in Sunlit Tides.  So his family is new to our area and I’m going to show him around.  GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE GUTTER, DAD.

We’re just friends.

I gotta run!  Class and all the jazz!  See you over break!

Love Always,
Penny

Chapter 2.28

Today was our big snowflake day party!  We invited my family and the twins’ boyfriends.

The only problem was the fact that I felt awful.  The flu had attacked our family for the past week and now it was my turn.

Penny was not making things any easier on my stomach.  Colleen had politely declined my invite after the issues we’ve had with her and Penny dating the same guy.  Colleen had reconciled with her beau but as soon as he walked in the door Penny decided to lay claim again.  Needless to say the whole family was clearly upset with her at that moment.

We all got it together long enough to open gifts.  We could at least pretend to be one big happy family long enough to get some loot!  Penny got some sports gear and Liv ended up with more makeup and clothes.  Garrett gave me cooking gear and I bought him a new laptop.  Everyone was pleased with their goodies!

“Ugh…Be right back!”

It was terribly embarrassing that I was vomiting through the whole party.  I’ve never been so sick.  It was the worst Snowflake Day ever.  I don’t know why anyone stayed.

After I had composed myself Lanya pulled me aside.

“Mollie…could you be pregnant?”

“Of course not, Lanya.  That’s why we just adopted.  We’ve tried for 15 years to get pregnant.  No, I’m not pregnant.”

“Come on.  We’re going upstairs.”

“Just take the test, Mollie.  What’s the worst that can happen?”

“No, Laney.  I’ve seen way to many negative tests.  Even though we have Adam now I just don’t want to do that to myself again.”

“Look.  I am gonna stand outside and barricade that door until you pee on this stick.  So just do it.  Otherwise my three kids will go hungry because I’m not leaving your house until you take this test.”

So I took the test.  Mostly just so Lanya would let me out of the bathroom.  While I waited for the stupid thing to come up negative I analyzed the beginnings of wrinkles in the mirror.

After three minutes of waiting I looked down at a positive pregnancy test.

I wasn’t sure what to do with that.  So I did what any other woman would do after waiting 15 years to see it.  I danced like a maniac.  Then I went back to the party and didn’t tell anyone.

Chapter 2.22

Things were relatively calm in our neck of the woods these days.

I still wasn’t pregnant so I was taking some time to improve my skills.  Liv was becoming a master in painting and I thought I should reconnect with my passion.  I painted all the time as a kid and I thought getting back into it would help lift my spirit.

Liv painted this lovely portrait of urinals.  I was at least painting Garrett!

The girls were getting older.  Their birthdays were only a week away.

Their differences were becoming ever more obvious.  Liv preferred her dolls and artwork over everything.

Penny was more focused on her logic and athletic skills.  She wants to go to Medical school one day.  I bet she can do anything!

They both love the sandbox…for different reasons.  Liv loves to build huge castles.  Penny loves to destroy them.  Ah well, such is life with twins.

Garrett and I decided to sit them down and discuss their party ideas.

Liv wanted something artsy.  Penny wanted anything that was not babyish.  They did not agree on a single idea.

“Girls!  If you cannot pick a party theme I will do it for you!”

“Ok, you pick it, Mommy.  It’s just easier.”

“Mom, pick something artsy for Liv.  Okay?”

Deep down Penny loves her sister…even if she does insist on terrorizing her.

I sent them off to work on their skills and homework.  I had a lot of planning to do!

I started making calls.  We had one week to throw these sweet girls a party and I wasn’t going to let them down!

Chapter 2.20

At the end of fall we decided to host a Feast Day party to get my mind off the fact that I still wasn’t pregnant.  At least we were trying to host a party but Penny has developed a rebellious streak and tried to destroy our pumpkins several times.

She finally succeeded while I was putting the finishing touches on the pumpkin pie.  She was upset when she got grounded for the night.

I was very excited about all the food that everyone brought.  We wanted to have a party for just close family and friends but some random guy showed up and brought waffles.

Garrett and I decided he was probably harmless and in the spirit of the season we let him stay.  I offered him some of my mothers famous teppenyaki shrimp.

Obviously missing from the party was my brother’s very pregnant wife.  It was the topic of conversation of course.  When was she due?  How was she doing?  Boy or girl?  Any names picked out?  I didn’t want to talk about it.

My mother had recently given birth, too.  Garrett went over to get the details since I didn’t want to deal with that.

Holly was a beautiful little fairy that looked just like me apparently.  She was born with jet black hair and fair blue eyes.

Great…my mother is having babies that look like me.  Of course, I look like me because of my parents but that is not the point.

Colleen and the twins played tag outside until late into the night.  It would be one of the last warm nights until spring so we let them play outside until they were too tired to continue.

My phone rang while I was talking to Oliver.  It was the hospital an they were calling about Lanya.  They didn’t think they should call him directly with the news so they called the emergency number Lanya had given the doctors.  That was my number.

I asked him to step outside so we could speak privately.

“Ollie, that was the hospital.  Lanya just gave birth to a healthy son.  You’re a daddy.  They are both doing just fine.

“She had the baby?  I missed it?  I’m already a terrible father!”

“You are not!  It just didn’t take as long as doctors thought it would.  They would have called but by the time she got to the hospital the baby was nearly here.  There wouldn’t have been enough time even if you did know.”

“Here, this is for the baby.  What’s his name?”

“Luka.  Luka Oliver Lox.”

“You are going to be a wonderful dad, Ollie.  Luka is a lucky little boy.”

“Thanks, sis.  And I know this was difficult for you.  Don’t worry.  You’ll get your chance.  I just know it.”

“Thanks, Ollie”

After all the excitement Ollie went straight to the hospital to meet his son.  Mom and Dad had to go home to Holly.  Garrett and I, however, were left with a disaster but it was well worth it.

Chapter 1.19

Victor and I were both really surprised when the vacant lot next to us was purchase.  It had been empty for such a long time when someone finally bought it I had to rush right over and find out who and why.

Her name was Kia and she was a fairy.  She needed a cheap place to live and apparently the house next door to ours was the winner.

We both thought it was awesome that we had toddlers.  We hoped to do some play dates together.  Her son’s name was Garrett.  He was…different.

Victor and I threw a welcome Feast Party for Kia and Garrett.  Steve is a little…dramatic.  He was fine really, just passed out from the excitement of seeing a fairy.

Everyone was really odd at the party.  They were obsessed with me for some reason which I still have yet to figure out.

The party was a huge success and everyone left happy and full of food and friendship but Victor still felt the need to explain the everyday strangeness of Moonlight Falls to Kia.

Chapter 1.11

The next morning I called Marigold to tell her about the fire.

“Hi, Marigold.  Oh, you heard.  Yes, it was an accident.  Victor was here to help. Yes, of course I saw him.  No, you don’t need to come over.  Hello?  Hello?”

Marigold came to check on me.  She must have been on her way to work because she was dressed a little funny.  I told her again about Victor.  She did not believe me at all.

“Yes, Mari…for the last time!  He was right there by the front door!”

“Look, Lydia, I know it was very traumatic.  What happened what truly awful and I am so sorry he died.  But you need to get it together.  You only talk to your plants.”

“You have rotten food all over the house…”

“Laundry and newspapers and garbage are everywhere.”

“And if you can’t do it, I will draw the line for you.  You just CANNOT use your husband’s body as a lawn ornament.  I’m sorry.  You simply can’t.”

“Sweetie, I really care about you.  I am so, so very sorry Victor was killed.  But, honey, he was a witch.  He knew the dangers of using the Transmuter.  He knew what could happen.  It’s not your fault.”

I knew she was right.  I just needed a good friend to tell it to me straight.  And give me a good swift kick in the behind.

I set to work cleaning up the house.  I did the dishes, the laundry, took out weeks of garbage.  I needed to make things right again.

That night I dreamed of Victor’s death again.  But it wasn’t a nightmare again.  It wasn’t a good dream but I didn’t wake up crying in terror like I usually did.

The next morning I was working in the garden when my phone rang.

“Mrs. Lox?”

“This is she…”

“Do you still have your husband’s ashes?”

“What kind of terrible question is that?!”

“If you do, please bring them to the Science Center.  We might be able to bring him back.”

*click*

“Hello?  HELLO?”