This is based on Silvarbelle's 50 sentences theme, short fics, poems with some random words that popped in my head. Jia-Li, Jaxith, and Jade belong to me, all other characters belong to Hui.
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Today's words are: annoy, baby, cookies, dagger, echo, family, gir, Halloween, jack-bot, papa, birthday, birthmark, cut, friend, flirt, singing, tiger, teenagers, tai chi, kiss, breath, breathe, built, cold, cry, drawing, daddy, enamored, ears, fever, brothers, bond, booboo's, bite, death, dinner, freak, father, guttural, notice, dragons, Harry Potter, hair, heylin, gift, Gazette, fight, mixture, red, tea.
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Jack Spicer was bend over his latest project. The pale genius lightly gnawing on his lower lip as he carefully placed the wire just right…
"Hey dad," said Jaxith loudly startling his father and making him melt the wire in the wrong place. "Hey dad, hey dad, hey dad," Jaxith went on oblivious to the rising smoke from the robot's open chest and Jack's mumbled curses.
Spicer bowed his head over the ruined masterpiece that took him nine months to do, his head pounding from lake of sleep. Don't get him wrong, Jack loves his son, but at times like this…
"HHHHHEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYY DDDDDAAAAAAAAAAADD."
He just wanted to kill the little bugger. "What! For God's sakes what." grounded Jack as he turned to face a mini-Chase a big smile on his little round face.
"Hi." piped Jaxith.
Jack placed one hand on his twitching left eye and pushed his son out of his lab with the other hand.
"Go annoy your father, while daddy lays down for a moment."
"Okay."
Jack watched his little ball of energy run down the hall as he rubbed at his pounding temples.
Chase is so going to kill me for sending Jaxith his way
Baby Jade with your eyes of emerald and hair of ebony, coos in her daddy's arms at nap time. A little beauty among the beasts as her father bounces her on his knee before lunch time. Baby Jade's songbird like laugh echoing as her big brothers play hide and seek with her before bedtime. Baby Jade doesn't know her family is evil all the time.
Jack loves his mom's cookies and so does Chase.
Jack yelped as the dagger imbedded itself inches from his head, the handle of it lightly tapping his right temple as it wobbled slightly from side to side.
"Ooops, sorry dad. I thought I saw a spider." said Jaxith sheepishly.
"Father will never teach us knife lessons if you keep throwing them at him." growled Jia-Li.
"But I saw a spider and panicked." whined Jaxith as the twins watched their father try to pull the dagger out of the stone wall.
The best part about living in Chase Young's home is the echo.
In all his long life, Chase never thought he would have a family.
Jaxith squealed with glee as his Gir-bot he work so hard on came to life.
Halloween is a time for tricks or treats and fun. Halloween is when the line of life and death are blurred and the dead walk among the living. Halloween is my brother and I's birthday and the day our father dead and came back with a kiss from a dragon.
It's fun riding on my dad's Jack-bot when one floats by in the hall.
"Why is everyone scared of papa, daddy?"
"Because he's a great master of everything, Jade."
"But Jia-Li, Jaxith, and me aren't scared of him."
"You and your brothers need to teach me that."
Raimundo to the other monks : I don't know whether to say happy birthday or happy Halloween to them?
Jia-Li and Jaxith to the Xiaolin dragons : both.
Jack moved carefully through the thick mass of dark hair searching for Jaxith's twin mark for Jack knew neither him nor Jia-Li had this mark. Jack smiled at his discovery, it was small but it matched perfectly to the one Jaxith had in the same spot as well.
Spicer let out a yelp as Chase suddenly turned beneath him pinning the pale youth to the bed.
"What were you doing to my hair, Spicer?" demanded Chase softly.
Jack smiled at his dark lover "did you know you have a heart shape birthmark--" Chase cocked his brow at his young lover "and here I thought you didn't have a heart." giggled Jack.
Jaxith gathered his hair in one hand and a pair of scissors in the other, the sound of metal against metal as he parted the blades. Jaxith took a deep breath steeling himself as he felt the scissors cut through the dark mane. The warrior beasts watching from afar as the thick emerald locks fell to the floor like torn silk.
Jack Spicer sat in his bed looking through his yearbook when three bundles of joy jumped onto his bedding laughing and hiding beneath the sheets.
"Hide us daddy before papa makes us do boring tai chi." piped Jade as she threw the blanket over her head.
"Are these your friends dad?" ask Jaxith looking at the book in Jack's lap.
"No, baby they're not my friends."
"Then who?"
Jack smiled "you, your brother and sister are my friends."
"What about sire, father isn't he your friend as well." droned Jia-Li.
"Well, your father is a different type of friend to me." blushed Jack.
"Why must you flirt with every girl you see, brother." sighed Jia-Li.
Chase and Jia-Li bowed their heads in defeat, once Jack, Jaxith and Jade start singing there was no stopping them.
Jade's first words were never daddy or momma, but tiger.
Jack sighed tiredly as he plopped into his chair beside Chase at the dinner table and as if the warlord had spoken Spicer rattled off why their children refuse to join them.
"Jaxith won't leave our shared lab because he's having a bad hair day. And heads up don't go near your meditation room," Jack warned watching as Chase cocked his right brow. "Jia-Li is on his time of the month and is as mean as all hell. And Jade is pouting in her room because she has a zit on her forehead."
Chase nodded slightly, "as I recall it you acted the same way."
Jack smiled as he shook his head in humor "they're teenagers, Chase, I was pregnant when I was having my mood swings."
Chase Young is a tai chi master.
It began with a gift and a nervous kiss. It ended with life and death. A blood filled kiss brought everything back. It all started and ended and began a new with a kiss.
Jack knew the instant when his lover slid into bed. The sheets lifted oh so slightly followed by the dipping of the bed as the warlord placed his weight on it. A warm broad hand snaking its way over Spicer's hip moving slowly down toward the young man's lower belly, resting his warmth over the cesarean scar.
Jack held his breath afraid to laugh when Chase's thumb began to stroke the sensitive/ticklish scar from navel down mid-way then up again before Jack could crack, the immortal pulled him…hard chest flushed to his back as Chase curled cat like about him. Cold nose to the nape of his neck and cool/warm breath sighed across his skin.
"Wo de (mine)."
"Yong (forever; always)."
Jia-Li collapsed, his chest tightening suddenly as a vision of a dark world filled with fog and red. Hannibal bean's laugher echoing in his mind…Jia-Li tried to breathe, but the visions always left him breathless.
Jack patted Jaxith on his back in pride as the creation they built together hummed with life.
Jack thought back to that night long ago when him and Chase shared that passion filled kiss. Chase's mouth was cold and his lips warm…Jack blushed at the memory.
The only time Jia-Li is able to cry is in his dreams.
Jade sits by Chase's throne a thick pad of color paper on her lap and crayon in hand. The warlord looks down briefly at the stick figure form of his dragon-self.
Jade suddenly looks up and smiles "it's a drawing of you papa, isn't cute."
Jade looked from Chase to Jack and back again as the little heylin family sat at the dinner table. Jack noticed Jade's intense stare flicker from him to Chase and back again.
"Is something wrong baby?" Jack asked softly.
"Daddy…where do babies come from?"
At hearing this Chase spit his tea across the table. Jaxith laughed behind his hand while Jia-Li quietly dried off his face.
Jack Spicer enamored Chase Young ever since he read about the warlord in history class.
Jack smiled as he watched his children play. The pale young man laughed softly, the kids look like elves with their pointed ears they inherited from Chase. But Jack loved them all the same.
Jack kissed his son's forehead to see if his fever went down. The pale teen was sweaty and flushed from his high fever, but at the touch of his father's lips he felt somewhat better. Jia-Li's visions always left him feeling sick, but the ivory youth would endure the worse or painfulness of the sight just to have his father at his side.
Jade loves her big brothers, but hates it when they beat up her latest boyfriend.
Jack watched his twin boys play and found it very interesting that neither spoke when one wanted to play with the other's toy. Spicer had asked his mother about this one evening and Mrs. Spicer gave him a book on twins, it said something about a mental bond they make while in the womb. Jack stared at them and mentally told them.
Clean your room boys
I think father found out turning to his dark haired brother.
Do we have to clean our room whined Jaxith.
Chase Young looked down at the Spongebob Band-Aid covered finger of his son's hand still held up to him after he applied it.
"What?"
"Dad always kisses it better." piped Jaxith.
"No."
"But--"
"No!"
Jaxith's large gold eyes began to fill with tears, his bottom lip trembling slightly. Chase's eye's widen.
"Don't you dare--"
Jaxith let out a wail that would make a banshee proud.
"B-but daddy a-a-always kisses my b-booboo's." sobbed Jaxith. Young gathered the boy's hand in his large ones and quickly looked around making sure no one saw what he the prince of darkness was about to do. Chase kissed Jaxith's finger and the child stopped crying the instant he did so.
"Better?"
"Better."
"Does he bite?" asked the girl as she reached out to pet the sleeping lion's head.
"No, but I do." smirked Jaxith as the girl giggled and blushed.
Chase spooned Jack close to his body as they lay in their bed. The warlord listened to Jack's heartbeat as he leaned in to whisper the words that have bugged him for years.
"Jack,"
"Hum?"
"What's death like?"
The warlord held the spoon to Jade's mouth only to have the mashed carrots throwen into his hair.
"Jack makes giving you your dinner easy looking." sighed Chase as Jade giggled.
"Father?"
"Yes, baby."
"What's a freak?"
"Where did you learn that word?"
"Some boy's at school called me a white freak at playtime."
"What's your daddy's name?" asked the teacher.
"Jack Spicer." said Jia-Li.
"And your mommy's name?"
"Jack Spicer."
"No, I already asked for your father's name. What's your mother's name?"
"Jack Spicer."
The teacher sighed in frustration and pointed to the child's parents in front of her.
"What's your mother's name?" pointing to Chase. Jia-Li shook his head, while Jack snickered behind his hand and Chase gave a death glare to the woman.
"My mother is my father and the man your pointing at is my sire."
"I'm dying." said Jaxith in a guttural voice.
"You just have the flu, brother stop being such a baby."
They think we don't notice the hidden hate in their eyes when they look upon my brother and I or see their disgust when our backs are turned. The false smiles and affection they give us runs as forced honor of duty like a manmade river, all because our father died upon the holy ground of their temple giving his "Heylin spawn" life.
They don't think we hear their whispered words of our so call future betrayal upon their beloved Xioalin temple like our sire and father before us.
They don't think my brother and I notice the way they watch each others backs when we fight beside them in battle or showdown.
They don't think we hear their cruel jokes about our father or laugh about his past.
They never notice that they hurt us with their false family hood. Pretending to care for two orphaned bastardies of a turncoat and a fallen dragon. They only see their future enemies nothing more.
They don't know what it is like to be falsely loved by those you thought family. To be treated like an outsider yet only knowing faded memories of warmth and love.
Sometimes my brother and I wish were never born and the monks secretly wish so too.
They don't think we notice.
The Xiaolin Dragons couldn't figure out how did they lose to a seven old girl and her thirteen year old brothers.
Jia-Li slammed the seventh book to Harry Potter close so hard that the force from it cracked the stone table.
"Did Harry screw Ron's sister wrong or something." smirked Jaxith.
"No," growled Jia-Li "but I'm going to London and beating the crap out Rowling with her sucky-ass book."
"Well tell dad before you pop over to merry old England, you know how he worries."
Jack and Jaxith have short hair and Chase, Jia-Li, and Jade have long hair.
One big Heylin family.
"Chase?"
"…."
"I h-have a gift for you."
"…."
"I'm-I'm pregnant."
The sound of Chase Young falling over.
Jia-Li hid in the shadows watching the band members of Gazette step off stage. Each one sweaty and tired, but smiling and feeling good about their show when the drummer suddenly vanished.
"You're mine Kai." purred Jia-Li.
"Dad doesn't fight," chuckled Jaxith "But he dances pretty good."
The twins are a mixture of Chase and Jack. Both look dead like Chase like mini-clones. Jaxith sometime acts like Jack yet Jia-Li has his coloring and acts like Chase.
Jack and Jia-Li are the only ones in the family that have red eyes.
Chase, Jai-Li, and Jade do so enjoy their tea time together.
A.N. came out pretty good
A.N. just incase your confused about how the kids call their parents.
Jia-Li calls Chase sire and Jack father
Jaxith calls Chase old man and Jack dad
Jade calls Chase papa and Jack daddy
Hope that clear everything up