The Tale Legacy Gen 1 Part 8
Part 8 already? Someone is obsessed
But I have been told by some the Tales is like a drug to them
So thanks for that level of support
Personally I LOVE Generations so much, so half of the pics might yet again be Generations spam
Having Billie around was the best feeling in the world for Tristan. His trust in her had been damaged yes, but he guessed there really was a thing as soul mates, because he was hers, and she was his.
Of course, the constant romantic advances would take some time for Jonah to get used to.
“I am TRYING to do homework here without distractions! Can you STOP sucking faces for five seconds?”
Jonah just did not understand why 2 human beings would want to do that 24/7, one day, when his hormones boiled over, he would. But not now. For now the idea repulsed him.
With both parents in the house though, Jonah’s personality really began to come through. Jonah liked to be kept busy, as he was perceptive and liked to be doing something, so would often choose to be alone, his parents wondered if that was because he developed a clumsy streak as he grew.
He would attempt anything to get them from swapping saliva, and occasionally it would work.
“Look at our little monster.”
“Yeah, looks like he got his mum’s anger.”
“And what is THAT supposed to mean?” Billie asked while Tristan looked into her eyes.
“You know I was kidding honey. You’re a Goddess not Godzilla.”
And then another make out session began. Oh joy..
Billie may have been several months pregnant by this point, she was determined not to close the day-care.
Besides, with all the confusion of the move, she missed her little guys. They were like a second family to her.
“And then the little kids went into the house…and found..”
“….A baby ghost!”
The kids loved to hear her stories, and it did keep them occupied. Since she’d moved another little boy named Jack had joined up. It was a good thing Tristan was around!
“Hey little one. Daddy here, just want you to know daddy hit his finger with a hammer 4 TIMES to get your room ready..”
This would be the first time Tristan was around from the start, and even though he loved Jonah to pieces, he was determined to spoil his 2nd child rotten from the moment they entered the world.
And in order to completely moved on with her life, Billie had to let Michael know how it is.
“Thanks for coming out to see me.”
“No problem, I know it must have been hard with Jonah being ill.”
“I thought you should know…I’m pregnant.”
“Really? You are! I mean you looked it, but I wasn’t going to say anything! I’m going to be a daddy!”
“Yeah…About that…It’s Tristan's’”
"What? How could it be his! We’re getting married in 2 weeks!”
“Not anymore. Look, when I agreed to marry you I was vulnerable and in a bad place. Truth is I don’t love you.”
“Vulnerable? I waited on you hand and foot! You wouldn’t just say yes to me if you didn’t mean it!”
“But I did. I was scared of Charlie’s goons coming to get me. But me and Tristan are free of that life now.”
“But….But..”
“No Michael. No buts. I never had any feelings for you. I appreciate that you looked after us. But we’re over.”
Billie had never felt better then telling Michael how it was. All words were truthful, she truly wasn’t afraid anymore with Tristan bring there.
“Fine…We all know what sort of bitch you are. No wonder Charlie chose you.”
“Says the guy who moved on to his best friends girlfriend You don’t scare us.”
“You should be afraid.”
She never looked into his threatening words, all ex’s got like that.
The next month passed pretty slowly, Tristan worked nights trying to sort out Charlie’s ‘organisation’ during the night, and left Jonah with looking after his mother.
Billie found it unnecessary but found it cute how serious Jonah took that responsibility.
Ironically enough, it was a good job he did, because just after midnight, the first of many contractions started for Billie.
In between her heavy breathing, she managed to instruct Jonah to call a cab, and to let Tristan know she was going in.
Amazingly it was a pretty smooth birth and in the late hours of early morning, Billie and her daughter were discharged from hospital, and returned home.
Once Tristan held his little Libby once, he hardly let anyone else have a go at holding her.
Luckily she was a peaceful baby, but curious all the same, looking around the room with her big blue eyes.
“Well Miss Libby, someone is going to be spoilt rotten by her daddy…And no boys until your 21, got it?”
With everything falling perfectly into place, Tristan had an old promise to keep to Billie.
“I can’t see it. Are you sure there is a constellation out here?”
“Nope..About that…I made it up so I could sit here with you all night and stare into your dazzling eyes..”
“Have I ever told you you’re cute? Because if you weren’t I would have hit you by now.”
With both kids in bed, they spent most of that night, laughing about nothing really, just like love sick teenagers. Of course until Billie started to get tired and started saying utter nonsense.
“Stay awake a bit longer ok sweetie? I have something I need to ask.”
And ask her he did. In the summer moonlight the ring sparkled even more then it should have.
“Billie Jackson we’ve been through so much, and faced so many up’s and downs, but your the mother to my children, and I love you with my entire soul. Would you complete me and become my wife?”
Billie was completely speechless, and if honest, hadn’t taken in any of Tristan’s heartfelt proposal, but she smiled and nodded and let tears fall as he slide the ring onto her finger.
Tristan was a tough man, but even he shed a tear or two as he held his new fiancé in his arms.
It had been the first time in a long time that he had thought of his mother and sister, and even his father. He hoped the people he cared about was proud, and that his dad could see the error of his ways and realise what he had missed out on.
Billie didn’t want another bachelorette party, but she insisted Tristan threw one, where the only people there was himself, Ryan and the fathers of all of Billie’s toddlers.
He’d never admit it out loud, but he was glad he threw one after the ‘entertainment’ arrived.
As all bachelor parties do, things soon got out of hand, and the alcohol was out.
“Curious, you better not open that cork!”
“Or what Tale?”
Many bottles of champagne were wasted that night!
Although the party was out of the way, the couple decided to wait until Libby was older, so she to could attend the big day.
With a baby around, Jonah had to quickly adapt to the fact he wasn’t the ‘baby’ anymore, and he couldn’t have his parents attention all the time.
He wasn’t adapting well..
“Jonah, you know that we both still love you right? It’s just that Libby needs us more, and when she’s older, she’s going to need you even more then she does us. Understand?”
“I understand mother. I basically have to do whatever you 2 want me to, and do everything she wants to. Not like you care what I do anymore anyway..”
“That’s not true Jonah. We have been paying attention to you to!”
“No worries mum. I understand how things have to be now.”
Maybe Jonah had inherited a few more features other then his appearance from his dad.
He wasn’t evil. He just liked to cause mischief and to get attention.
What child doesn’t?
But some of the tricks he played, understandably went overboard.
“Jonah Jackson! You are in so much trouble!”
For the next week or so, she had to wear a wig around the home, which of course, the toddlers loved to pull.
Sadly the older Libby got, the louder she got, and soon she wasn’t a ‘quiet’ baby anymore. If she wanted to be fed, you’d know about it.
Unfortunately even when Jonah TRIED to be good, things always seemed to go wrong.
Then again, what child thinks it’s best to leave a glowing yellow solution lying around the home?
Turns out the contents of the vial resulting in a hour long trip to the toilet for Tristan.
At first he was angry, but as he cooled down AFTER he punished Jonah, he realised Jonah had tried to help.
To make up for it, Billie and Tristan promised to spend more time with him together as a family, and the first thing he wanted was a water slide.
“Ok son, watch daddy go!”
On the inside Tristan was still a big kid, so between him, he and Jonah must have gone down over 100 times.
Billie was soon allowed to go in and attend to Libby.
Not to be out done, Jonah copied everything his father did ‘only better’
Billie was right to head in, it would take a while..
After hours of waiting patiently indoors, the boys finally decided to come in for Libby’s big day.
As it was only her transition into toddlerhood, they decided to keep it private.
It was bliss to finally have a family moment together, celebrating a happy occasion together.
Jonah was excited for his sister’s transformation, but on another hand hated it. With her being older, they could play together, of course with her being more active, his parents would spend more time with her..
But when you look at Miss Libby Jackson/Tale how can you feel anything other then love? She was the complete opposite of Jonah, meaning she had her father’s eyes and mother’s hair.
And already the Tales could tell she would be a character, refusing to have a bath unless someone held her hand the whole time.
As much as Jonah wanted to find something wrong with his little sis, he couldn’t. Truth was with her looks and giggle, she was irresistible.
“Look bwufer, Patches said she loves me!”
Jonah could still remember when he believed in such stupid games, so humoured his sister and played along.
And to reward him for being such a helpful big brother, Billie would always read him to sleep while Tristan was out, and on weekends he would get one on one time with his dad.
Life was going perfectly.
Everyone complimented on little Libby. describing her as an angel. And in a way she was, not only was she a quiet, easily pleased child, in a way, she was the reason her parents came together.
However when it came to teaching her the skills she’d need to grow up in life, Libby put her little foot down. She would pout and cry like her life depended on it. She would speak when she wanted to.
It was for that exact reason (the crying and screaming) that Jonah often found himself at the park with his 2 besties, Pansy and Notzo.
“About time you got out here! Pansy was girlying up the hang out!”
“WAS NOT!”
Jonah spent many carefree hours playing pirates and fighting dragons with his 2 best friends in that tree house.
The youth, so full of life and character.
“Today’s the big day Libby! Want to walk down the aisle behind mummy?”
“Nwo.” Libby giggled and plopped her butt down on the floor.
No meant no.
Friends and Jonah were gathered, even if all of Tristan's friends were shirtless to the venue, and the familiar wedding chimes began. Even if it was thrown outside their home, they still wanted one tradition to stand.
Billie’s gown was anything BUT traditional, but that didn’t matter to Tristan, the only thing in the world to him at that moment was her.
“You look beautiful” He mouthed, and then started on their personalised vow’s.
“Billie, you reached me even from the darkest depths of hell I was in. I didn’t know it, but I was exactly the person I was trying not to become. But you saved me. You showed me honesty, kindness and compassion when I needed it most. I can tell you my deepest secrets without fear of them meeting another's ears. You have your problems, and I mine, but I love you Billie, and with this ring, I accept you as my wife.”
And with that, Billie officially became Mrs Billie Tale.
And the couple were welcomed with thunderous applause, and loud tears of joy.
“Now that that’s over with..” And then Tristan leaned down and tickled Billie, all over her lower body.
“Tristan! No! Not in public!” But with her laughing, it wasn’t much of a refusal.
“What do you want Tristan?”
Always direct and truthful, Tristan answered. “For my beautiful wife to jump into bed with me of course!”
And who was Billie to say no? After all…
3 is the magic number
A big thank you to Kitty AKA aspenchronicles for making the trait pics
I now know how to do them, only minus the pretty pics/writing XD But at least for one chapter it looked professional.
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