{Father's Day 2014} Carys and Aric

Carys Chase with Sterling Chase and Aric Chase

June 15

*Grinning as Aric and I talk about Father's day memories, one look at Aric and have to laugh knowing he is thinking about the same thing I am* Aric, do you remember when we decided to cook for dad? We figured if we fed him he would eat. *Seeing Arics face light up at the memory I nod and start talking about that morning when we were four...*

Bubby? *Rubbing sleepy eyes and I grip the back of his shirt as we head down the hall to Aunt Savvy's kitchen. Yawning as Aric reached up, standing on his toes to turn the light on. The kitchen is big and Aunt Savvy wont like us being in here by our selves but, I promised Aric and he promised me we would be quiet* Bubby? What we needs is milk cuz I see mommy use it and butters, she always puts that in stuffs. *Arics nods and we both go to the fridge where he points out the stuff we need and I retrieve it. I get the milk and butter out, setting them on the floor and start grabbing eggs only dropping two on the floor to break at my feet.*

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  Aric Chase *He groans when he remembers that year* Oh yeah I do Sis. I remember...
  Traipsing through the broken eggs, he tries to quietly get one bowl down and ends up dropping a bunch. The sound of metal pinging on the tile echoes throughout the kitchen. Carys turns to him with a finger over her mouth*SSSSHHHHHHH YOUA GONNA WAKE DEM UP!*she yells. He giggles and picks up the bowls, stacking them on the floor. Reaching up he barely stretches enough to put the bowl on the counter* Sis, we need to be bigger*He looks around and spots a stool.*hewp me push this ova der.*they push & pull the stool over to the stove and start mixing everything together*

  June 15 at 12:51am · Like · 11
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  Carys Chase *The stool makes the most horrible noise in the world but we manage to bump it up against the stove and Aric climbs up with the bowl and I hand him a large spoon.* Bubby, you needs this..*Hands him the milk, my arms shaking the carton tilts in my hands and spills on my head. Without missing a beat I hand it to him and brush the milk wet hair from my face. We were on a mission and had to work fast. Scurrying back to get the butter I slip in the egg and go down. My lip trembles as I carry the butter to him and when I hand it to him he pats me on top of the head from where he's sitting on his knees on the stool.* It's ok Car, you okay, right?" * I nod, wanting to be his big helper and hurry to the other counter and pulling out drawers I use them as steps to get the flour canister for him.*

  June 15 at 12:52am · Like · 11
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  Aric Chase *He tried to do it like Mum did. *She frew in sum o' dees,*He tossed some eggs into the bowl, shell and all.* and some o' dis.*he pours some milk in while she sets up the waffle iron and plugs it in.*and dis stuff.* He says as he pours the pancake mix into the bowl. He grabs the spoon and swishes it around in the bowl, spilling the mix over the sides and onto the counter* ok, it's weady. I fink. Pour it in the pan, pwease.*

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  Carys Chase Bubby, wait. You gotta gets the flippy thingy Savvy uses.*reaching across him from my perch on the counter, the hem of my t-shit dipping into the mix I grab the spatula and hand it to him. Clapping, excited I get to pout the mix into the waffle iron, I grab the bowl and dump it all in and close it. It bubbles and boils and smokes as we watch it, our eyes wide when we open it and Aric scrapes our creation onto a plate, which we proudly carry to our parents room for Daddy.*

{Father's Day 2014}

Lucan Thorne

June 15 

*Staring down his opponent across the battle field, his hand tightens on his weapon as his eyes narrow. He looks left , secure in having Tegan , Dante, Sterling and Hunter at his side. A smirk turns the corner of his mouth as Dare stares back at him returning the identical half smile* Bring it son. *They wait for Gideon to sound the starting pistol*

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  Dare Thorne *Readying myself for the onslaught, I gaze across the field into a pair of eyes that are identical to mine. As the starting pistol sounds, I shout across the field* I love you Dad, but now I am going to shoot you. *Firing a quick volley, I duck behind a tree, and wait for my cousins to cover me.*

  June 15 at 8:20pm · Like · 21
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  Sterling Chase *Laughing at the intensity of the young bucks, each dodging one way or the other as if their good old dad's haven't spent centuries training them to do exactly that, he lifted his own weapon and spied his son in a well guarded corner of the field* It's party time, kid.

  June 15 at 8:24pm · Like · 21
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  Aric Chase *sliding behind a building he laughs and gasps out* I love you too Dad, but now I have to shoot you!* Laughing he runs for the corner and ducks out of site*

  June 15 at 8:26pm · Like · 20
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  Hunter GenOne *Watching the young ones, including Nathan, he shook his head. Turning to look at his team, he laughed* And they think they will actually beat us? *Locking eyes with Nathan, he nodded* Get a good look son. You'll be out soon enough.

  June 15 at 8:28pm · Like · 21
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  Nathan Bishop -I lock eyes with my step-dad, Hunter, and give him a smirk. Following along with my team..- Love ya, dad, but I'm going to have to shoot you.. -giving him a small salute, I raise my weapon, finger on the trigger, and smile as I get him in my sights-

  June 15 at 8:31pm · Like · 21
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  Micah Breed *Keeping a sharp eye on all the movement, I zero in on my target and find him exactly where I'd expect him to be; quietly observing his target from a secluded vantage point. Giving a small nod in my father's direction, I watch as he vanishes into thin air, only to reappear some forty feet in a different direction. No wonder Lucan kept him so close. Smirking as I calculate my next move, I settle my thoughts and try to gain an access point to his* Whatchya thinkin, old man? *Steadily holding my weapon as I follow him* I love you Dad, but now I am going to shoot you.

  June 15 at 8:39pm · Like · 21
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  Dante Malebranche *Standing back, he laughed at the cockiness of the kids. He knew they were older, but to all the men standing here with him, they would always be the kids.* Seems to me they think we are old. I don't feel old, do you guys? *All in agreement, he narrowed his eyes at his son.* I know what you are going to say kid, so let me beat you to it. I love you Rafe, but I am going to shoot you. *Rafe laughed, mimicking his cousins.* Lets get to it then. Game on!

  June 15 at 8:43pm · Like · 21
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  Lucan Thorne *As the paintballs fly, his focus is on his son as he weaves and moves through the melee. Firing off three shots, he watches Dare leap out of the way, the paint splattering on the dirt where his feet were a second ago* Damn that kid is fast. He scans the playing field locating his brothers and their offspring, laughing as the paint covers the trees and ground all around them* Let's end this, show what being an Elder is about.

  June 15 at 8:46pm · Like · 21
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  Dare Thorne *Flying through the trees a step ahead of Dad's paintballs, I turn around abruptly and wiggle my rear at him.* Is this a big enough target Dad? Did you forget your wheelchair? Maybe you could catch me then! Remember, I love you, and I'm still gonna shoot you! *Wheeling around so quick that it is a blur, I fire off a volley and splatter Dad across the chest with paintballs. Doing a victory dance, I hold my sides laughing at his surprised expression.* You okay Dad?

  June 15 at 8:51pm · Like · 21
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  Sterling Chase *Watching as Lucan took three of Dare's paintballs across the chest, it was only a matter of time before Aric would do the same. Ducking a little lower he rolled over the side of a bench and caught a flash of his son's form dodging in and out from behind a barrier. Sighting his weapon, he slowly pulled the trigger and watched as a splatter of green paint erupted across the thigh of Aric's pants* Bullseye

  June 15 at 9:02pm · Like · 21
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  Aric Chase *The paint ball explodes on his leg. He falls forward into a disorganized roll, holding his leg and yelling* CHILD ABUSE! He shot me! I have witnesses!*He flops over onto his back, arms reaching up toward the sky* I'm dying, dying,*coughs*dying.*drops his arms beside him. He mutters low* And to think, I didn't even let you bring your cane today Dad. Lucky shot...*gasps and closes his eyes*

  June 15 at 9:07pm · Like · 22
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  Hunter GenOne *Watching Aric's display, he laughed quietly. He stayed in the tree line, watching the may-lay. Seeing Dare in the tree, he shot a few shots, spattering paint across his back* Got you Kid. Not to find my son. *He scanned the tree line for Nathan knowing his step-son would be there, watching just like he was. Seeing movement, he took a few shot, barley missing Micah*

  June 15 at 9:11pm · Like · 19
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  Nathan Bishop -I watch the others antics and smile, not giving away my hiding spot. I see Hunter, take aim and fire in succession. Three shots hit him square in the chest. I watch as he looks down at his chest, amazement flutters across his face. He looks up and finally spots him. I give him another salute- Hey, dad, I'll meet you at the bottom with your walker. -He gives me a scowl and I begin to chuckle as I disentangle myself from the tree and drop to the ground-

  June 15 at 9:14pm · Like · 18
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  Tegan GenOne *Disappearing back out of sight, he found a tree in the back of the area and scaled it until he reached the top. He was careful to blend in with the branches as he scanned the area and found several targets. Smirking he centered on his son and fired off a quick succession of purple pellets outlining where Micah stood. He would give him one more chance before knocking him out of the game.*

  June 15 at 9:36pm · Like · 17
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  Micah Breed *Freezing stone solid as the ground around my shadow was splattered in purple paint* Oh... *Taking a quick look at the splatter pattern, I notice Rafe in the distance quietly stalking his father. Smirking, I quickly lift my sights towards the tree line, but Tegan was nowhere to be found* What the.... *feeling the cold round tip of a paintball gun press firmly between my shoulder blades, I drop my weapon and lift my hands with a smirk on my face* I don't know how you got down here that fast, but if that's not your weapon poking me in the back, Mom's going to be a much bigger problem for you than me screaming "Child Abuse" at the top of my lungs and falling to the ground like a sack of potatoes. *Turning when I hear him laugh, I hug him* Happy Father's Day, Dad.

  June 15 at 9:55pm · Like · 16
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  Dante Malebranche *Crouching low, he watched his son. Rafe and Nathanwere the only chance left for the kids to win. He glanced at Sterling and nodded. He watched his friend dart out from the trees draw the attention away from where he was. Moving to the side, he saw the boxes that Niko had helped him put out earlier in the evening. Hitting the detonator, paint balls exploded taking out Rafe and Nathan. Standing up, he smiled and jogged over to his brother.* We win. Sorry kids, just wasn't your day today. *Laughing at the grumbles, they all walked back to the compound together.*