After a long presentation of the heirs before their new nanny (rather presented by Sirius than presenting themselves, the guardian of the children meddling at each moment that one of them began to speak), the meeting ended just for dinner time. Sirius and Lucy left in a hurry so that he could teach the new employee the entire section for the staff of the building, the rooms and corridors that the children were absolutely forbidden to enter, the heirs decided to start dinner preparations, each one separating to go looking for their own vital companions.
Celica slowly opened the door of her room on the third female floor (each floor of the building divided between sons and daughters to take advantage of the space that their different sizes needed), sticking her head carefully inside trying to detect any sound coming from her beloved girlfriend. And in the absence of sounds the giantessess decided to simply enter.
Although the Heirs and their vital companions referred to the rooms as their bedrooms, the reality is that each one had dimensions more similar to that of an apartment than to a conventional bedroom. A large first initial space accompanied by more rooms, second floors within the "bedroom" itself (these are more commonly used by the vital companions, a second floor where Eva's daughters could go too differently the size of the already immense building), all with their own private bathrooms beyond the communal bathroom. And that being only the summer house of the heirs, the real one being even greater in every way.
The idea of giving each of her children a malleable and restructuring own interior space came from Eva herself, who wanted to give them from her earliest youth the ability to have a personal and personal space that she did not have until she turned 130 and finished the construction of what until today would be her home.
Away from Mythra's paradise-style room, from Zeke's giant library or from the magic studio (and only God knows what more horrors) of Morgan, Celica and Abbie's room room consists of a simple two-story apartment, her and Abbie's bedroom on the ground floor next to the mini-kitchen (one of the few things that all the children had decided to have without exceptions), the main bathroom and the Celica game room/office, while the second floor of a totally human size (which means that the giantess could only see it from the railing) consisting of Abbie's private room. Celica didn't really understand why it was so important that the room be exclusively human-sized, but the request was too simple and free of charge to not let her be happy having her requests fulfilled. “Abbie? Dinner will be in a few minutes!" The giantess announcement closing the door behind her, waiting a few seconds for the sound of total closure to venture into her own room. "Are you here?"
A growl came out precisely from the second floor, Celica dodging her sofa and other furniture until she looked over the railing. When both many years ago they had decided on the decoration Abbie made sure that the walkway on the second floor was always going to allow her to look at her girlfriend over her shoulder. However, at present, the railing of the walkway was just below the chin of the gigantess. “Babe? Are you all right?” Celica asked raising her arm so with extreme care to knock on the door of the room, not wanting to exert too much pressure and get ahead.
""I'm coming, don't talk so loud please" Abbie whispered with her head covered, knowing that even then her girlfriend would hear her loud and clear as if she had whispered in her huge ear. Celica inclined her head not too comfortably, Abbie's tone of voice was in her mental folder like "I'm angry with you." And she knew the reason very well.
"I'm sorry I looked inside your head before, babe ... forgive me, please?" The giantess knocked on the door with her forefinger as softly as her tone of voice, hoping that a first apology was more than enough to get her out. After a non-response she tried again, this time Celica opening the door with a slight knock of her fingers.
"Yeah, yeah... I forgive you, okay? As always" The human asked in her most sarcastic tone possible, going out to the door frame and leaning on it. “Now I tell you that I forgive you and you insist again, I empathize with you because it is hard for you to see the limits that normal people have and because I love you, so I decide to let it go by trusting that you have learned the lesson”
“I don't like what you're implying, you know? Celica said trying to ignore the clear accusation. "I am really sorry and you know it ... you know well that I am not like that!"
Abbie sighed as she approached the railing, leaning with both arms. “I know, I know very well. I know that 2 years ago the last time you exercised total mental control over me, I know that you spent several months hating you for it and that although today you have only started the first part of mind control it's more than enough for you to want to cry under our sheets… as well as I know that if you are not doing it, it is because you trust that you need to stand firm so that all the mess with Lucy is solved well” Celica smiled wiping a loose tear, all Abbie had said was the real truth. The giantess raised a hand above the railing, placing her hand around her girlfriend's waist. Abbie nodded silently giving her permission to catch her, being buried immediately in the generous and huge best beanchair in the world. "I will say it once again to make it clear to you, huge weeping baby... I forgive you whenever you promise not to do it without my permission"
"I promise, I promise so much ..." Celica whispered as she walked across her room to the huge sofa in a corner, dropping her back on him. Slowly the giantess released the grip on her girlfriend, letting her rise up her body to her huge lips.A first chaste kiss on the lower lip of his girlfriend, then a more playful licking the upper lip. The giantess slowly opened her lips, letting her tongue meet hers, the difference in size and strength did nothing but excite them even more. Abbie pushed the huge tongue of her girlfriend forcing it to retract into her cavernous mouth (at least from Abbie's point of view), an act that would be impossible if the giantess wasn't lending to it.
The dynamics between their sizes and bodies were at least peculiar, the giantess being one of the few among her siblings who enjoyed more to be dominated than to dominate ... although that was something Mythra called the virgin's will, something that she ensured that it would vanish after Celica had the chance to free her inner beast, mainly seeing as her onaholes returned completely shattered after 'not' having been used by her little sister.
Celica's hands toured her girlfriend's body slowly, her index fingers exerting light but delicious pressure that ignited Abbie completely. The human moved to the rhythm of her girlfriend's pressure, slowly closing her eyes. "Cel ... sweety ..." Celica knew very well what was going on, not only because she had seen it many times before. Although her girlfriend had not gone through the adaptation operation, the link between them was deep enough that the giantess could notice all the excitement inside her, all the energy accumulating in her, as her legs slowly rubbed between them, as the sweet liquid that drips is sliding down her thighs.
Her own hardness in the pants reaching a limit that the reinforced garment was not able to withstand. Growing down on the right leg of her pants, the seams slowly creaking in protest ... rather pleading. "My love ..." The giantess whisper lengthening each syllable as much as possible, her index finger finding the path between her girlfriend's legs. The giantess moved her hips at a faster and faster pace, too much for the integrity of her pants. A loud rip ran through the room, its majestic hardness rising to the ceiling with the firmness of an iron beam.
Slowly and while Abbie groaned in her hands, riding the giantess's index finger while clinging to her shirt, the giantess was sliding her down. Abbie, so blinded by the excitement, takes too long to realize her girlfriend's intention. By the time she noticed that the grip had passed from the abs to the belly button of the giantessess, the work of art that was her giant cock was rising behind her close enough that the incredible moist heat and the sweet but menacing smell that emanated flooded all Abbie's senses.
"Cel ... sweety ..." Abbie whispered something scared by the movement up and down of her girlfriend, each boat feeling like that time she tried to ride a horse ... a horse much smaller and less gifted than her girlfriend, on the other hand. "Be ... be careful, okay?" The human whispered another time, halfway between fear and excitement, the only two feelings that seeing such a symbol of sexuality one could have.
"My love, please!" Celica growled as she encouraged her girlfriend with one hand, bending her cock forward with the other hand with a force only comparable to that of a machine to bend train rails. For a second, Abbie thought it was right to remember her failed riding classes, especially when she was allowed to ride on his cock only slightly taller than herself. “You have to… you have to!-” Abbie didn't need to hear another word, the experience helping her to finish the words of the giantess. Embracing herself with all her strength, Abbie began to lick, bite, grab and squeeze her mount with all her strength incessantly. The massive effort she was having to exert was a sufficient sign that perhaps the adaptation operation was becoming more than mandatory, the increasing size in all directions of Celica was making it increasingly difficult to please her physically.
And doing it only on the basis of sensory excitement was not something that neither of them will enjoy especially.
"I hope you're ready, big girl ..." Abbie snorted sliding up to the tip. Desperate situations require desperate measures, as they just say. "DO IT! DO IT, BABE!" Celica shouted with all her might, the excitement had completely clouded her self-control. Sensual, feminine and thunderous voice, electronic devices around her suddenly lighting up, hair all over her body bristled, legs fully stretched and open, right arm crossed over her face while her left arm pleased equally her other dripping genitals and her inflated balls.
And all those feelings, that excitement, that feeling? All transmitted unconsciously to the person who was pleasing her. Abbie struggled to keep her mind steady, not only having to control her entire body but what Celica was replicating in her. In the midst of all this struggle, the human managed to place herself face to face with the head of her homungous pleasure instrument. Already the last time she thought how threatening and erotic the opening was, so excited that it was completely open. As she expected to see the last growth spurts of the giantessess, the diameter was finally wide enough.
Without wanting to make her wait another second, the human clenched her right hand into a fist, introducing her without delay into her erotic saddle. Celica let out a cry of surprise, waiting for something like her tongue instead. A vibration runs through her entire giant body, her balls shivering while lifting her hips. Abbie had no time to react, hugging her cock with all the strength to avoid flying at the moment it was erected in all her glory, 6 feet 2 inches of meat cannon.
The second vibration was accompanied by a gasp of the giantess, a signal for her girlfriend to close her eyes. So used to her girlfriend and the world around her, Abbie couldn't help wondering once in a while how a normal person's run should be. The first shot came out with the force of a pressure hose for 5 seconds, the whitish nectar that someday would contain their children reaching the ceiling without difficulty, bouncing against it and spreading all over the sofa, wall and floor around. Of course Abbie knew that the first save was only a warning.
The third vibration came almost immediately, the shot much more powerful in intensity and duration. So much that her mount trembled firing her load in even more directions, and so much that the poor human perched on it could no longer hold on, almost more because of the tightness and smeared in the divine nectar that it was. The fall back was relieved by the sofa cushion, relieved in a very free sense of the word since the entire padded surface between Celica's thighs was swathed between both liquids of her orgasm and sweat itself. Abbie closed her eyes spreading freely, her whole body cracked in a disgusting and hot mixture, the whole environment around her felt like a sauna and it reeked…
The human drew a silly smile on her lips, doubting that no other human in the world would feel as good as she does right now.
The giantess around her breathed slowly, recovering from his seventh and last shot. "13 minutes in a row, big girl ..." Abbie said humming without opening her eyes. "I'm sure this feels better than that extra time you spend under the covers with God Eater.V5"
The giantess let out a laugh, lowering her hand to pick up her lover to take her between her breasts. "you are always better than any new version that Mythra makes of her onaholes... I am sure you will feel even better" The phrase was totally innocent to her, who huddled the human against her more strongly. For Abbie, on the other hand, she couldn't help feeling guilty, knowing that the only thing that prevented both of them from consummating their love in fullness was their own fear of the adaptation operation.
Celica's heartbeat mixed with her breathing was the only thing the human heard, the rhythm and intensity of them was hypnotic. "I love you, Abbie" The giantess whisper stroking her lover's cheek with her forefinger. The human did not answer, why should she? The giantess had cheated once again looking inside her mind to get ahead of her own "I love you". The only occasion that Abbie allowed her to look knowing how innocent it was to want to hear her "I love you" directly from her soul. Sometimes the human wondered what it would be like to see the world from the eyes of her lover, to see everything through a virtually infinite power.
The simple fact that Eva, Celica and the rest of her siblings had not degenerated into a race of conquerors with superiority disorders was something she could not understand, more than certain that if she herself was in the same situation it would be impossible to behave with the half, not even a quarter actually, of the kindness that her girlfriend and family showed. Perhaps that was the best, if there is someone who should possess as much power as possible, they were the ideals-
"TIME TO DINNER, DON'T MAKE ME REPEAT IT AGAIN!" One of Celica's little sisters, Mist, shouted so loudly at the building's communication system that Abbie and Celica swore to have heard her directly. The scream served to bring them back to reality, Celica sitting on the couch leaving her girlfriend standing on her thigh. The two scratched their heads at the same time as they watched the disaster around them. From one wall of the room to the other, much of the room completely covered. Only the corner opposite where they were, the mini-kitchen, was saved from excessive running.
At least partially. While her giantess was quietly, Abbie jumped from her thighs to the cushion in front of her crotch, kicking the head of the guilty of the desolate landscape. Celica barely felt it, which did not prevent her from letting out a moan of feigned pain to give her lover the pleasure. Sometimes faking pain to make it clear that she had got the message was better than being ignorant of her girlfriend actions, something her mother Eva had taught all her brothers.
(...)
The dinner time at the heirs' home always begins in the same way, a warning call (which depending on the Heir that touches you that day may be more aggressive or calm) at 20:45 and dinner at the table to 21:00 o'clock.At the express request of Eva, the dining room of the house (both the real and the holiday version) consisted of a large room with two floors at different heights, one normal and another 15 feet lower. In the first height was the table of the staff members who had no obligation to dine with the Heirs unless it was their own wish. On the lowered floor was the giantessess size table of the heirs, on one side of it the chairs for all Eva's daughters and on the other a long human-sized banquet table (although somewhat enlarged to deal with the superhuman height of the boys). In front of each chair of the daughters and next to them in the case of the boys were the seats of their respective vital companions, all marked with the name of their owner. (Custom inherited from Eva, inherited by the mother of this 400 years ago).
The Goddess wanted her children to have dinner and enjoy family time every night, but the reality is that many of the time the vast majority of them dined on their own in their respective rooms. Although that could also be attributed to the fact that in order to also sit with her children, the table was at the minimum height of Eva, which for her daughters requires them to expand slightly to 30 feet. (Only the firstborn, Hope, could sit without expanding and not with special comfort)
Tonight it turned out to be one of those. Celica and Abbie apparently arrived the last ones, the great majority of the seats of the Heirs and of the vital companions of these emptinesses. Only her siblings Mythra and Zeke had come, both retired from their seats looking from afar in silence to the Staff table where Sirius and Lucy ate sandwiches while reviewing dozens of documents both on paper and on holographic screens. "Lucy is not going to join us?" Celica asked her sisters as she sat down. “And where are your partners? And the others? Today ... today we will have dinner together, right? We've heard Mist scream” Abbie added as she waited for her giantess to place her hand so she could jump from her head to the table.
"We have sent all our siblings and vital companions to investigate our new nanny and to warn Hope" Mythra explained returning to the table with her arms crossed under her chest, picked up in the first shirt that the older giantess seemed to have found. "We wanted to ... talk to you alone, Cel" Zeke continued to take another of the tables of the vital companions of the giantesss, taking with him to join her with Abbie's. "It's just us 4 and Mist today, do you mind if I join in your table Abbie?"
The human quickly nodded, never being able to bother with those who had treated her like one more sister from the first moment. Mythra did the same by changing her chair until she was next to Celica's, removing the table from her older sister's lifemate so she could extend her generous cleavage and arms across the table. "I can feel your pressure, you know?" Celica herself joked smiling while her older sister caressed Abbie's head with her thumb, the closest thing to a fraternal crust that the difference in size allowed them.
"I have no superhuman senses like you-" Abbie growled as she tried to push Mythra's thumb away from her head. "But without any joke I can notice your pressure!"
"Do you feel pressured? Yes ... I think we are guilty of making you feel that way" Zeke began to say, being interrupted halfway by his younger sister closest in age. "And thats its because before you have changed your mind about Lucy like who changes underwear! Why the hell did you do that, you dork!?" Mythra asked directly ignoring the disapproving look of her older brother. “While Hope is not there, Zeke, I am in charge of the girls. You know"
The older brother growled knowing that technically Mythra was right. The world is very different when you are so big, for both good and bad, and it was more than normal for the girls in their family to have a special bond between them sharing something they brothers could never feel. Even so, he was still the older brother of both, one with a much calmer head. "Even so, I don't like the accusatory tone before hearing the explanation." Zeke cut off his little sister's health, ignoring her gaze this time. "Celica, baby sister ... is she blackmailing you or something?"
"What? Of course not! I haven't talked to her anymore after our encounter!” The younger giantess defended herself by shaking her head and hands. “It's just… that Sirius trusts her. And Sirius is like our unofficial grandfather, doesn't that mean we should give her the benefit of the doubt?”
Zeke and Mythra bow their heads seeing the logic of their little sister, both immediately turning to Abbie. "And you?" Both ask in sync.
"I?"
“You are the only one of us who has spoken with her beyond Morgan's magic trick. Don't be silly pretending to be surprised if we ask your opinion.” Zeke said fixing the disheveled hair of the human, perhaps a little too thoroughly. Although that was no surprise, Zeke was known among siblings and vital companions as the best mother of all.
"Well, young gods" Abbie couldn't resist the free path for the joke, greeted by a giggle for the two giantesses in contrast to Zeke's frown. “You should know that I think Lucy Crews can… can be a good nanny. And I don't say it just because Aunt Eva has chosen her! In our brief conversation, she has been very receptive to my mood swings because your idiot little sister has tried to enter my mind” Celica opened her eyes with a fist bumping the table behind her girlfriend, blowing asking her to shut up something too late.
"Seriously, Celica!?" Mythra jumped first at the news. “Abbie has not passed the adaptation operation, you can't do something like that to a mind without that extra protection!” The older giantess covered her human's shoulders with her hand for support, a gesture that Abbie thanked although the way she that she had basically called her inferior she had not liked. “It was a mistake, I got carried away by the excitement of the moment! We have already made peace!” The youngest giantess defended herself, Abbie nodding confirming her words.
Without anyone having heard her arrive a huge tray full of dozens of fried whole chickens fell on the table from behind Mythra and Celica, Mist (the seventh daughter) sitting in the other chair next to Celica with a frown. "We can smell how much you have made peace, the perfume you wear does nothing to hide it" With Celica and Abbie shrugging in shame on the one hand, Mist turned the tray until collecting a human-sized tray full of chicken breasts from the other side. “Today we have Southern style fried chicken from the United States… although that bitch didn't want to! II've been learning the recipe for 30 minutes (A big exaggeration as everyone knew, a brain like that of the heirs not needing even 30 seconds to memorize a simple recipe) for that ungrateful have sandwich with Sirius!” The youngest giantess at the table growled throwing a whole chicken in her mouth, not even bothering to break it.
Mist had always been the most worried about her looks and her clothes of all her sisters (as a good fashionista and fan of the modeling world), so seeing how little she had just cared about staining the tips of her fingers with the fried oil was a good sign of how angry she was. Mythra and Celica decided to imitate her while Zeke shared the breasts between him and Abbie.
"It's absolutely delicious, Mist, Lucy doesn't know what she's missing." Mythra smiled, stretching her arm behind Celica until she could take her younger sister's shoulder. Mist grunted in gratitude, more focused on opening one of the barrels of soda she had brought (the closest thing to soda cans to what she and the women in her families had access) without spoiling her manicure. "Let me do it" Celica quickly took the barrel from her little sister's hands, opening it in front of her. “Thanks CelCel… and know that I am with Morgan in all this. That bitch has made you cry and every number of punishments that has been assigned with the magic deck is not enought”
"Those words, Mist!" Zeke tried to quarrel with his sister, who responded with another growl as she pulled a 2-liter soda bottle out of the front pocket of her apron for him and Abbie. "And to think you were so cute as a child, scaring you every time someone said a curse ... how could you have become the biggest gyaru in history?!"
"That's not fair either, Zeke!" Abbie leapt to the defense between giggles. “She is the biggest gyaru in history just because no other has reached 17 feet tall! Besides, This is the way of talking about the children of this millennium! Not talking as if you had come out of a classic theater performance!” The human smiled as she put her arm back, holding her hand closed in a fist.
Zeke shook his head ignoring the clash of complicit fists between her and Mist. "Do you know what the children of this millennium also do? Get the adaptation operation if you're going to continue having sex with Cel." Abbie frowned, completely abandoning all smiles. “Put on whatever you want but you will only find concern on my part. I love you and I want you to continue to be part of our family, and I don't want you to risk that the ejaculation too strong of a certain giantess we know can suddenly tear your arm off by accident ... or something much worse”
Celica stifled a scream while one of the fried chickens choked on him, his body's defensive system quickly activating to incinerate the food stuck in his airway. "Really, big brother?! You know it's a delicate issue for Abbie and you know even better that I have absolute care!”
“No matter how powerful we are, Cel! An accident is an accident and can happen at any time! And that is something you both must understand, Abbie. I know you don't like to hear it but you have to do the operation, Celica is about to enter the next phase of growth and that means her powers are about to skyrocket until they reach a level similar to Mythra.”
"So I finally lose my free will, right?" Abbie asked, biting her lip, slowly sitting as sunk in the chair as possible. “So far I have come as human, right? My body and my mind are too fragile to continue with the person I love and it doesn't matter what I do to remedy it. Without that fucking mindfucker operation to have part of your godlike DNA there is no way to continue being myself, right?! I'm too fragile, too ... weak for you...”
"Abbie ..." Mythra whispered softly.
“I know it's a little scary but you can talk with all Mythra girlfriends, with César, Tia, Oscar or whoever you want… you won't lose any part of yourself in the process. You will feel better, with more energy than ever and your resistance and hardness soared-”
"I don't need to see your best worst performance of a scurfy presenter of the telethon, big bro!" Abbie groaned, pulling her fingers from the giantess of her shoulders, bouncing and turning on the table to face all the brothers. “I know the process very well, I know very well what I will win! I know that not being afraid should be great, but I can't help it! I've heard what happened to Uncle Joel because of his blood type! And I have that same blood! I don't want… I don't want to lose who I am! And nothing you try to say will change that, you know why? BECAUSE YOU CANNOT UNDERSTAND THE FEAR THAT HUMANS CAN FEEL!” Without saying anything else Abbie ran to the opposite side of the table to step on with all her might one of the buttons on the edge. A walkway opened between the table and the floor of the kitchen, leaving the human free way to run out of the kitchen.
None of the siblings followed her, everyone and especially Celica knowing that they were not going to be able to provide the peace and comfort that Abbie needed. Celica ducked her head as she crossed her arms on the table, hating her own nature more than ever.
(...)
"Damn operation!" Abbie growled kicking the air, having no idea why she had run away. All that the human knew was that she needed to get out of there, not being able to endure another second more feeling so weak around people she considered family. Not that she blames them, the guilt was more directed at herself and the blood running through her veins. For some reason that the matriarch Leah had not yet managed to understand the 0 negative blood interacted in a strange way with the process of the adaptation operation, causing Patriarch Joel to lose the memories of much of his life.
Maybe after a while the operation was carried out without any error or side effect in Marisa, one of Mythra's girlfriends and also a carrier of the 0 negative, but that only meant that she have a 50% 50%.
Abbie had no doubt that even without memories she would still love Celica and her family ... but the mere idea of r03;r03;losing everything she had lived, her pleasures, her hobbies ...The idea of r03;r03;becoming a completely different person was more than her mind could bear, and that her mind was well above normal after a lifetime with the Heirs. Walking aimlessly was not her style, and of course going back as soon would be ridiculous.
In the end, Abbie chose to walk slowly to Celica's and her twin sister Rio couch, using the ladder to climb and sit down on her girlfriend part. Seeing her name engraved between those of Celica and Rio served to cheer her up and remind her of her position in the family, one that had earned herself.
While lying in the armchair of Celica (totally not smelling it, and that any smell coming from her giantess was able to light her up) Abbie heard the front door open, the heavy and fast steps indicating that finally the eldest and firstborn sister had returned after 3 days of intensive practices on the moon base. "Family, we're back!" Hope announced leaving her backpack on the floor, her boyfriend and life partner Cesar House jumping to the floor from her right shoulder. "And there is no one, I have no idea why I would be expecting something different!" The giantess laughed out loud, Caesar just sighing ignoring the laugh (something ridiculous) of his girlfriend.
"I am present here, big sister!" Abbie warned before the couple could be intimate, peeking over the arm of the sofa. The almost 23 feet tall natural of the giantessess (the only one of her sisters to exceed 20 feet, although being the oldest that was normal and Mythra was a few inches from the second goal) shining in all her glory almost as much as her hair collected in a frontal braid. "New hairstyle? It looks great on you!”
“Ambassador Myxx has made us go through her personal esthetician before letting go of her claws, literally” Cesar joked, showing her nothing desired electric blue wicks, one especially alive. “If I got to know that she was going to insist so much I would not have volunteered to assist her!”
"Come on, we had a good time and it is important to have a good relationship with one of our most important allies!" Hope corrected her boyfriend's pessimistic thoughts before starting to walk to the armchairs, throwing her jacket on his before sitting on that of Rio. "Do you know, Abbie?" The giantess asked taking the human to sit on her legs, stroking her hair with the index of one hand. “Although we have been the ones who have spent 3 whole days surrounded by extraterrestrial forties we look better than you right now, and don't bother to hide why. You don't have to be like us to know that someone has brought you a certain topic”
Abbie growled as she enjoyed the massage of the giantessess, Cesar taking advantage while getting on the couch next to them. “Zeke, right? It's… too much mother sometimes”
“And he's right, and I hate him for it. Not him, to be right” Abbie clarified shaking her head and picking up her legs, letting Caesar occupy the other thigh of his girlfriend.
“If you decide to take the operation we will be by your side, okay? The operation has finally been refined, Marisa is proof of that and I know you know it” Hope promised to take one of Abbie's hands with her pinky. “And if you don't feel comfortable with Celica around that day, all the other vital companions and me will accompany you. We are in this all together, this is how families work!”
“Why does everything we say lately seem out of a sitcom of the 80s? We're really not going through our best time as a family, right? And I know perfectly well that I am partly to blame with all this for delaying my operation… life is sometimes too difficult” Abbie commented keeping the tone downcast.
Hope and César looked at each other in silence. While it was true that the situation in their family in recent months was not ideal (long before even the accident that Anchorage Point revealed to the outside world), both olders and in charge of their respective sides of the family believed they were making a good work to slowly leave behind the sadness brought with the illness of her younger sister baby Cassie, the attitude of the seventh son Enju and the conflicts he generated with the fourth daughter Rio, the worsening of the disorder of the ninth daughter Olwen, the new delay of Return to Arcadia of Patriarch Leon or the entire Abbie issue and the operation had provoked. And although neither of them wanted to admit it, their sudden multi-day trips to help the embassy in Eden Nebula were not helping.
2019 was not the best year for the family and neither Hope nor Cesar saw how to bring happiness back.