Growing UpDuring the last cold snap of the spring, Grim came for Giles.
It was expected; Giles had turned 100, after all.
He then rather insensitively asked Gwenyth for her autograph.
Gwenyth: "You know this
really isn't the best time right now."
Gwenyth tried to console herself by spending time with the son she had left, while she still could.
And in the day's chaos, Shannon's elder birthday came and went without much incident.
Shannon: "What do ya think, Dev? New outfits okay?"
Devon: "Love 'em. Now get over here!"
The next morning, she tried to talk to her daughter about the future.
Shannon: "You're growing up today, 'Rissa. I think it's time to face the facts."
Marissa: "Naw, it's all good. Marisela already aged up, so we'll still be able to see each other."
Shannon: "You know that's not what I was talking about."
Marissa knew that, of course. She was talking about having a baby, but Marissa didn't want to talk about that just yet. The truth was, that was the one thing she didn't have figured out.
She watched her father through the window as she mixed, and she felt a twinge of jealousy. He was so happy, and in love, and . . . attracted to the necessary gender. What about her? Was she going to have to marry someone else? Could she still see Marisela on the side? Had anything like this ever happened in a dynasty before?
Surely if anyone would know, it was grams.
Marissa: "So, your mom was a witch too, right? So, I'm like, a fifth generation witch, right? Isn't there a spell or something I could do?"
Gwenyth: "I don't know, 'Rissa. I don't think it works like that."
Gwenyth: "Wait, do you hear that? What's with the ominous music, there's no one old enough in this house to--"
Shannon: "Oh, Grim! Please! I was so very tired, and the fountain was so very fun."
Marissa: "MOM!" she cried, but Shannon was already gone.
Marissa just stood there, frozen, before turning around numbly and stumbling inside.
Devon: "Well, princess, it's just you and me now." He said, putting on a brave face. "But we're going to take care of each other, okay?"
Marissa: "Oh, daddy! Absolutely everything is going all wrong!"
Devon: "I know, pet." He sighed. "I know."
She remembered her mother's words:
You're growing up today, 'Rissa. I think it's time to face the facts.Marissa: "We may as well just get this over with. Time to face the inevitable, right?"
I'm done with it, she thought.
With all of it.Marissa Dojo: Generation Four, Young AdultExcitable, Friendly, Social Butterfly, Diva, Snob (jock social influence), Daredevil