It was one week after Con had meet her. This crazy girl who showed up in his life and told him, "Guess what? I know your brother and you get to meet him, but only if you trust me enough to get on this plane to a completely different country with me." Okay maybe not just like that, but paraphrasing or whatever. Con slumped at the carved oak table he was sitting at. He couldn't make up his mind whether he should go with this girl or not. After all she could be some crazy, or she could be telling the truth and really know his brother. The pin sized ache that was ever-present throbbed when he thought of his brother, his only family left. It had been so many years. He gazed down onto the hard surface before him. This beautiful table had been in the family for years, and Con had spent many, many days at it. But as he traced his fingers in the hand carvings he knew that this wasn't his family table. He appreciated all his foster parents and siblings had done for him, but it was time to face this new adventure. Time to embrace this painful part of him. And maybe find healing.
cont...
I'm just gonna reply with my thoughts on every part.
*met. Met who? Oh. A crazy girl. Duh. Con has a brother? xD Um... she could be a scammer and take all your money. Again, he has a brother? O-o Whhhhhha? O-o It's his family's table... and yet it's not? He's adopted? Why does no one tell me these things? Mystery time.
Con slung his tan knapsack over his left shoulder and took a deep breath. Letting the clean breeze sweep his slightly curly, thick brown thach around in the wind, he sent up a quick prayer that he would get to see this land again. It may not have been his birth land, but was deeply rooted in his heart. Suddenly he stumbled forward as two red-headed blurs streaked into him and he fell to the ground laughing as his two youngest sisters bounced up and down in excitment on him. "Wheer yu goen!" "Whoo's thet lassy thet caim here th othear dee?" "Is she your bonnie?" "are yu getten married?" "Will yu come bak?" "Woah, woah, woah. Slow down you two I can't answer you that fast! Oof, and stop jumping up and down on me you rascals." They scrambled off him and let him rise, while they stared at him with big blue eyes. Clearly waiting impatiently for some answers. Con smiled gentle and knelt gathering them closer, "Don't worry, I definitely will come back and see you as much as I can. And who knows, maybe when your a bit older you can both come visit me in Brixxtton." They both nodded solemnly before scurrying back to Molly, they're mother. Con stood and swallowed the sadness rising in his throat as he gazed upon his special family. They loved him as much as if he wern't adopted. Mam, Da, Lizzy, Merida, Ben, he would miss them. After giving his last hugs he set off towards the train station three miles away that would take him to Dublin. And from there….…Brixxtton.
Well there ya'll go, the first installment. I hope you all like! And a taggy so Sylvania know the next story she will be in. Moar when I can.
Part Two! >:-D
Knapsack? Isn't that... like a purse? What is a "thach"? Did you mean "hair"? xD Again with the adoption stuff. Is it true???? Red heads? Is he in Ireland? So much spelling errors..... But they're purposeful so I won't correct them. Names, please. What is "Brixxtton"? Molly? As in... gollymolly? *Jots this down in a notebook.* *weren't Again with the adoption?!?! Are these names or... Dublin.
So he left with the crazy girl that could be a scammer? Ok then.
Con stretched out in his thinly padded airline seat. He had awoken to the sound of the captain addressing them. "…and thank you for flying with SunDrown airlines. Please buckle your seat belts as I finish the landing approach. This has been Captain Haddock speaking." The PA clicked off after a moment of fuzz and Con reached for his seat belt. Next to him, Lilly reluctantly put down her book and snapped hers into place as well. "Well. Are you nervous?" "That's a gimme." A moment of silence flitted into place, broken only by the noises of the plane and people around them. "What if he doesn't want me as family anymore, or worse blames me." Lilly looked sympathetic, "Neither of those will happen. He spoke of you often and kindly before I met you." She smiled encouragingly, "He'll be thrilled." Con shrugged noncommittally and gazed out the window, hoping she was right. ✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤✤ A good twenty minutes later he waited next to Lilly, fidgeting, while she stood on tiptoe and tried to catch a glimpse of his brother. "Well, he said he'd get our things from the baggage claim but……..AHH! There he is!" Con jumped in shock when she gave a short scream, then attempted to relax as she began bouncing up and down and waving to be seen above the crowd. Seconds later Nexo appeared fifteen feet away, his eyes met Con's and after a moment of frozen shock he dropped the suitcases and his mouth fell open. Lilly grabbed Con's wrist and dragged him along behind as she fought the crowd to Nexo. "I know I know, I didn't warn you, but.." She grinned, to happy to speak. Turning slightly away she gathered up the luggage to give them a moment. Con started hesitantly unsure of….well anything really. "Hi…..Nathan? It's been a long time…." Nexo grabbed him into a crushing hug and after releasing him ruffled his hair. "Conner, I though I had lost you too! But now." Con looked upon his blood brother, too choked up to continue, and felt the same emotion rising in his chest as well. "I missed you so much!" Nexo gave him another constricting hug before turning to greet Lilly. She ducked into his hug and then began telling him all about Ireland.
Chapter Two? Already? That was a short chapter.
"Haddock"... What an odd name. Lilly? Don't you mean Lily? Blames you for whaaaaat? ;-; Wait. She's that scammer girl? I got my eye on her for ya Con. >-> She screamed? Oh boy. Everyone gonna be looking at them like a bunch of weirdos. Ok. You did mean to spell it "Lilly" then. "Nexo"... I know a user by that name. And yet I can't remember them at the moment. Probably because I never really talked to them. "Nathan?" I thought his name was Nexo? Stop confusing me. "Conner?" Well... that one makes sense. Brother love. :3 Ireland. Huh. I was right.
Con climbed into the rental car and clicked his seat belt into place, wrinkling his nose at the weird rental/too clean car smell. Lilly slid into the passenger seat and after he had stowwed the luggage Nexo got in and started the car. Lilly nudged Nexo, "You could have used my car." Nexo's grin was wry, "I couldn't seem to find the keys." Lilly paled, "Oh." Then she dug around in the carryon bag by her feet feverishly. She chuckled weakly, "Heh, here they are. That was stupid of me." "Don't worry, King told me to borrow this one. And he wants to talk to us." Con watched, brow furrowed as they're eyes met briefly in some kind of unspoken conversation. "We should drop by the hotel then, I'm sure Con is tired. You won't want to sit through all that boring business stuff will you?" Con opened his mouth to reply to her but his brother quietly cut him off. "Actually, King wants ALL of us to talk with him. Were going there now." Lilly didn't seem to know how to interpret that so she leaned towards the window and went deep into thought. Now Con was a thinker, and these veiled comments had him wondering. He was getting very curious as to what all the roundabouts where for. Fortunatly he had not long to wait. The car pulled up in front of a normal enough looking building. In fact it almost looked like it could be someone rich's summer home. But there was something secretive about it. Con stepped out and streched next to the car. He took a deep rejuvenating breath... then coughed as the nearby city air hit his unaccustomed lungs. Following behind his brother he took smaller careful breaths. If this was what the quality of life was going to be here, he wondered if he could get his brother to move to Ireland. Once Conner had stepped through those doors it was like a whole new world compared to the outside of the building.
Cont….
Well, I have delivered on my promise. Finally. Sorry about the wait guys, there should be moar hopefully soon.
I went through nine pages for this, I did. xD
Rental car... Nice, nice. She left her keys... with herself? Odd. Ship??? >_> King is in this? Wait... I knew this, too. Why am I surprised? xD Boring business stuff! Yay! Wait... why is she trying to keep Conner out of this stuff? >-> Is King some big boss dude? >-> Who wouldn't be curious after all of that? King is rich? Wait. He's a King. Duh. Secrets... >-> Oof. Air sickness. Yay! New worlds!
So, dis the topic for my sequel to Boundless. I should have some parts up as soon as I can get my notes together.
A squeal?
I didn't even read the first one!
*decides not to tell you there's a third one now too* Yeap. The fact that you didn't is probably why you're confusing during some story parts but also I dunno if you want to because I'm going to redo it at some point.
It was one week after Con had meet her. This crazy girl who showed up in his life and told him, "Guess what? I know your brother and you get to meet him, but only if you trust me enough to get on this plane to a completely different country with me." Okay maybe not just like that, but paraphrasing or whatever. Con slumped at the carved oak table he was sitting at. He couldn't make up his mind whether he should go with this girl or not. After all she could be some crazy, or she could be telling the truth and really know his brother. The pin sized ache that was ever-present throbbed when he thought of his brother, his only family left. It had been so many years. He gazed down onto the hard surface before him. This beautiful table had been in the family for years, and Con had spent many, many days at it. But as he traced his fingers in the hand carvings he knew that this wasn't his family table. He appreciated all his foster parents and siblings had done for him, but it was time to face this new adventure. Time to embrace this painful part of him. And maybe find healing.
cont...
I'm just gonna reply with my thoughts on every part.
*met. Met who? Oh. A crazy girl. Duh. Con has a brother? xD Um... she could be a scammer and take all your money. Again, he has a brother? O-o Whhhhhha? O-o It's his family's table... and yet it's not? He's adopted? Why does no one tell me these things? Mystery time.
Such a short part...
We're going to have plus 30 chains at least then. XD
Yes my editor was out for this story. I just write I don't proof it. Lilly ofc.
In the story yes. The first story kind of talks about Nexo more.
He does irl too.
Adopted ja.
They may be short but I'm not a mod who can ignore the character limit so I do what I can.
Con slung his tan knapsack over his left shoulder and took a deep breath. Letting the clean breeze sweep his slightly curly, thick brown thach around in the wind, he sent up a quick prayer that he would get to see this land again. It may not have been his birth land, but was deeply rooted in his heart. Suddenly he stumbled forward as two red-headed blurs streaked into him and he fell to the ground laughing as his two youngest sisters bounced up and down in excitment on him. "Wheer yu goen!" "Whoo's thet lassy thet caim here th othear dee?" "Is she your bonnie?" "are yu getten married?" "Will yu come bak?" "Woah, woah, woah. Slow down you two I can't answer you that fast! Oof, and stop jumping up and down on me you rascals." They scrambled off him and let him rise, while they stared at him with big blue eyes. Clearly waiting impatiently for some answers. Con smiled gentle and knelt gathering them closer, "Don't worry, I definitely will come back and see you as much as I can. And who knows, maybe when your a bit older you can both come visit me in Brixxtton." They both nodded solemnly before scurrying back to Molly, they're mother. Con stood and swallowed the sadness rising in his throat as he gazed upon his special family. They loved him as much as if he wern't adopted. Mam, Da, Lizzy, Merida, Ben, he would miss them. After giving his last hugs he set off towards the train station three miles away that would take him to Dublin. And from there….…Brixxtton.
Well there ya'll go, the first installment. I hope you all like! And a taggy so Sylvania know the next story she will be in. Moar when I can.
Part Two! >:-D
Knapsack? Isn't that... like a purse? What is a "thach"? Did you mean "hair"? xD Again with the adoption stuff. Is it true???? Red heads? Is he in Ireland? So much spelling errors..... But they're purposeful so I won't correct them. Names, please. What is "Brixxtton"? Molly? As in... gollymolly? *Jots this down in a notebook.* *weren't Again with the adoption?!?! Are these names or... Dublin.
So he left with the crazy girl that could be a scammer? Ok then.
More like a backpack.
Okay, thatch, look up "golden thatch roof". I was using it to mentally imply that his hair was thick kind of like the roof.
Yes yes he is adopted.
Yes yes he in Ireland.
Thank you. what names?
Okay so the story is set in our world but in the future and not exactly the same kind of future as most people currently imagine it to be. In this future USA is called Brixxtton.