So I did post the pictures on my page, but here is the link

Its my tumblr that I made especially for this. If you scroll down my page, you'll see Kristain, Susan then 2 pictures of each room of the house.

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ANYWAYS! Back to Christine's pov! Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Don't own anybody but my OC's

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Christine's POV

It has been three weeks since Gustav, Susan and I moved in with Erik and his daughter, who I have officially fallen in love with. She was sweet and had the voice of an angel. Gustav and Kristain were getting along like they had known each other their whole lives. Erik would sit at the piano with both of them and write down the notes they wanted him to. Together the three of them composed this beautiful piece of music.

Susan had gotten a job at the coffee shop that Erik owned and was getting good hours. She had every right to lead her own life so Erik and I said back and let her do her own thing.

Erik and I, basically begun dating. We'd go out on dates and we did sleep together on a regular basis. In the last 10 years, I'd never been so happy. Everything went wonderfully. The five of us had created almost a schedule that we all lived by faithfully.

Erik and I would wake up around seven in the morning and I would make breakfast while Erik got ready. By 7:30 everybody was awake and eating whatever I made that morning. At 8 Erik went off to Phantasma, Susan went to the coffee shop (called the "Daily Grind"), then I would stay home with the kids. They would play outside and play in their rooms together. Until today that is.

It was a Friday, exactly three weeks after we'd moved in, as I said before, around four in the afternoon. Erik was due home any time now, Susan wasn't due for an hour or so, and I was preparing dinner, spaghetti and meatballs, when I heard it. Kristain's loud pitch yell,

"Get out! Get out NOW!" The rage that filled her voice scared me, obviously she was born with her father's temper

"How DARE you talk to me like that!" Gustav's anger filled voice meant my ears and I dropped the pot into the sink and ran into Kristain's room. I knew their father's temper better than anyone, and I knew the extent of this temper better than anyone else as well.

Gustav was standing by Kristain's bed, and Kristain was standing in the middle of her room, both were obviously fuming.

"What happened?" I asked, frantically trying to stop whatever was about to start

"Gustav called me a baby!" Kristain yelled, turning and staring at me, her father's blue eyes and bright green, just like her fathers

"She wouldn't let me look at her book" He held up at pink notebook and held her back as she made a grab for it.

"Gustav, plea-" But I was cut off as Kristain flew into him and knocked him down with such force that it scared me. I threw myself back against the wall, scared.

"Kristain? Get off of Gustav NOW!" I heard Erik's angry voice come from behind me and jumped.

"NO!"

"Kristain Marie Destler, I swear by all that I hold holy, if you don't get off of him now, you will not leave your room for the rest of the night!" She flung my son across the room and I dropped down next to him, making sure he wasn't hurt, and the last thing I saw was the mass of blonde hair running out of the room.

Erik sighed loudly,

"Obviously someone inherited a temper." I said laughingly

He nodded,

"It's not one of her better traits…" He agreed

"That's ok," I replied, "Gustav has it too."

"Dear lord help us now." He said smiling

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I know its short, but it fills in holes that people have pointed out.

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