Pomegranate 9
Author: Casey
Story: Nothing is Ever Easy universe, Pre-NIEE
Challenges: Pomegranate 9 (condolences)
Toppings & Extras: Whipped Cream, Cookie Crumbs ( this), Malt (Crumbled up Cookie things request by Nath)
Word Count: 727
Rating: G
Summary: Jasmine has a rough morning.
Notes: First post from the ship. I apologize in advance for what will be sporadic reading and commenting over the next three months. For those who don’t know, I’m now a librarian on a cruiseship but the internet is both slow and pricey so trying to get through RaTs is unfortunately a slog. I’ll do my best, though! Baby Jez and Colin!
Jasmine was a little surprised not to find Colin waiting for her in the dining room, but she figured he had gone ahead down to the lake or something to start the day off right. She more firmly clenched her worn teddy under her arm and bounced out of the hall.
“Jasmine!” she heard her mother called after her, but conveniently pretended to not to hear her, bursting out of the door and scrampering down towards the lake and the dock, where she could see Colin talking to their next oldest brother, Jonathan, although he got very annoyed with Jasmine if she called him that and not Jon. Jasmine personally thought it was very silly and ignored Jonathan’s continued lectures that Jonathan was a little boy’s name.
Jonathan headed away towards the boat and Colin began bouncing but made no move to follow. This was logical to Jasmine, so she approached him from behind. “What’re we gonna do today, Colin?” she asked cheerfully, reaching his side and following his gaze to the three older boys. She thought he took a really long time to answer and then she was truly surprised by his answer.
“I, um, we’re not gonna play today, Jasmine.”
She tilted her head, pondering possible reasons for that. She finally settled on the fact it probably had to do with why their mother had called her. So logic dictated that meant their father. “Why not? D’you have to do something with Dad?”
“No.” He actually scowled at her, making her jump. “Maybe I just don’t want to play with you today.”
If it had been Jonathan, Kento or Jordan saying that, Jasmine more than likely would have kicked him right where it hurt. She had learned that trick early and played it only in important cases like this. However, this was Colin and they always played together. Had she done something to make him mad? Although she tried not to cry, it was hard. Then he made it worse.
“Why don’t you go play girl things? Or baby things?” he said angrily. “I’m going to go do big kid boy things.”
That was more than she could handle and she burst into tears. Immediately embarrassed, although she couldn’t really say why, she spun and sprinted back to the house. All she was aware of was that Colin did not follow her as she tore into the hall and ran smack into their mother.
“Jasmine! What in the name of the gods?” Alisha Lockholme said and then crouched in front of her only daughter, hugging her as Jasmine threw her arms around her neck.
“I just wanted to play, Mommy!” she sobbed.
“There’s nothing that says you can’t, sweetheart,” her mom said and then she stopped and pushed Jasmine back, lifting her chin so they were looking each other in the eye. Jasmine hiccupped discontentedly. “Is this because Colin went fishing with your brothers?”
That stopped the newest sob in the back of Jasmine’s throat and she blinked. “Fishing?”
“Oh dear. That’s why I called you, Jassie, remember, Colin’s five now and today’s the first nice day since his birthday. That means he gets to go fishing with Ken, Jon and Jordan.”
She frowned, rubbing at her eyes. “Why didn’t he say that then? Mommy, he was very mean and not nice at all. He,” she sniffed unhappily, “he called me a baby and said he didn’t want to play with me. He didn’t say anythin’ about fishing!”
“Well, it sounds like I’ll have one sorry son when they come in for lunch.” Jasmine wasn’t sure what that meant, but she was reassured by her mother’s smile. “You’re right, Jassie, he should have told you the truth and not been mean. We’ll deal with that when your brothers return. In the meantime, I figured since it was just you today, you might want to do something special with me,” she said, offering her youngest her hand as she straightened.
“Like what?” Jasmine asked, scooping up her teddy.
Alisha leaned down and whispered something in her ear.
Jasmine lit up. “Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay! I hope Colin doesn’t catch any fish.”
Alisha laughed. “In case you haven’t noticed, Jassie, your brothers rarely catch fish, so I suspect that’ll probably be true.”
And Jasmine decided she felt better, even if she wouldn’t let Colin know that right away.
Story: Nothing is Ever Easy universe, Pre-NIEE
Challenges: Pomegranate 9 (condolences)
Toppings & Extras: Whipped Cream, Cookie Crumbs ( this), Malt (Crumbled up Cookie things request by Nath)
Word Count: 727
Rating: G
Summary: Jasmine has a rough morning.
Notes: First post from the ship. I apologize in advance for what will be sporadic reading and commenting over the next three months. For those who don’t know, I’m now a librarian on a cruiseship but the internet is both slow and pricey so trying to get through RaTs is unfortunately a slog. I’ll do my best, though! Baby Jez and Colin!
Jasmine was a little surprised not to find Colin waiting for her in the dining room, but she figured he had gone ahead down to the lake or something to start the day off right. She more firmly clenched her worn teddy under her arm and bounced out of the hall.
“Jasmine!” she heard her mother called after her, but conveniently pretended to not to hear her, bursting out of the door and scrampering down towards the lake and the dock, where she could see Colin talking to their next oldest brother, Jonathan, although he got very annoyed with Jasmine if she called him that and not Jon. Jasmine personally thought it was very silly and ignored Jonathan’s continued lectures that Jonathan was a little boy’s name.
Jonathan headed away towards the boat and Colin began bouncing but made no move to follow. This was logical to Jasmine, so she approached him from behind. “What’re we gonna do today, Colin?” she asked cheerfully, reaching his side and following his gaze to the three older boys. She thought he took a really long time to answer and then she was truly surprised by his answer.
“I, um, we’re not gonna play today, Jasmine.”
She tilted her head, pondering possible reasons for that. She finally settled on the fact it probably had to do with why their mother had called her. So logic dictated that meant their father. “Why not? D’you have to do something with Dad?”
“No.” He actually scowled at her, making her jump. “Maybe I just don’t want to play with you today.”
If it had been Jonathan, Kento or Jordan saying that, Jasmine more than likely would have kicked him right where it hurt. She had learned that trick early and played it only in important cases like this. However, this was Colin and they always played together. Had she done something to make him mad? Although she tried not to cry, it was hard. Then he made it worse.
“Why don’t you go play girl things? Or baby things?” he said angrily. “I’m going to go do big kid boy things.”
That was more than she could handle and she burst into tears. Immediately embarrassed, although she couldn’t really say why, she spun and sprinted back to the house. All she was aware of was that Colin did not follow her as she tore into the hall and ran smack into their mother.
“Jasmine! What in the name of the gods?” Alisha Lockholme said and then crouched in front of her only daughter, hugging her as Jasmine threw her arms around her neck.
“I just wanted to play, Mommy!” she sobbed.
“There’s nothing that says you can’t, sweetheart,” her mom said and then she stopped and pushed Jasmine back, lifting her chin so they were looking each other in the eye. Jasmine hiccupped discontentedly. “Is this because Colin went fishing with your brothers?”
That stopped the newest sob in the back of Jasmine’s throat and she blinked. “Fishing?”
“Oh dear. That’s why I called you, Jassie, remember, Colin’s five now and today’s the first nice day since his birthday. That means he gets to go fishing with Ken, Jon and Jordan.”
She frowned, rubbing at her eyes. “Why didn’t he say that then? Mommy, he was very mean and not nice at all. He,” she sniffed unhappily, “he called me a baby and said he didn’t want to play with me. He didn’t say anythin’ about fishing!”
“Well, it sounds like I’ll have one sorry son when they come in for lunch.” Jasmine wasn’t sure what that meant, but she was reassured by her mother’s smile. “You’re right, Jassie, he should have told you the truth and not been mean. We’ll deal with that when your brothers return. In the meantime, I figured since it was just you today, you might want to do something special with me,” she said, offering her youngest her hand as she straightened.
“Like what?” Jasmine asked, scooping up her teddy.
Alisha leaned down and whispered something in her ear.
Jasmine lit up. “Really?”
“Really.”
“Okay! I hope Colin doesn’t catch any fish.”
Alisha laughed. “In case you haven’t noticed, Jassie, your brothers rarely catch fish, so I suspect that’ll probably be true.”
And Jasmine decided she felt better, even if she wouldn’t let Colin know that right away.