-Chapter Three-
~Narrator's POV~
It had been 15 years since the battle and Teddy and Jacob had been happily married for a long time. They had two kids, a son and a daughter. The son's name was Nico, and the daughter's name was Andrea. (Don't question how they came to exist, just accept it.)
Nico was 15 years old in 10th grade, and Andrea was 10 years old and was in the 5th grade. They were enrolled in a place called Fast Lake Academy.
Nico and his dad (Jacob) didn't get along that well but everybody loved each other very much.
-Jacob's POV-
"Son.'' Jacob said to Nico as he pulled out the care bear. "This was given to me by your mother and someday ye will give it to someone ye love," he said as he handed it to his son.
Nico looked back at him. Nico looked up at Jacob. Nico was 15, but he was tall for his age, and was already 5' 8". Nico weighed 140 pounds, but most of it was muscle.
Jacob was sad to give away his wife's gift, but he knew it would be a good thing.
Jacob was always watching Nico, and he saw him smashing bugs and burning ants.
That Nico, he thought, there's something up with him. Jacob suspected Nico had some sort of dark side to him, or something.
~Nico's POV~
Nico's dad gave him a Care Bear. He then told Nico that his wife gave it to him after their first battle together during the Spanish-American war. Nico was grateful but didn't want to show it; therefore, he just said,
"Why did you give me this? You know very well I don't like Care Bears." He then stormed out of the room, throwing the poor, dejected Care Bear on the floor. Jacob glanced at it, almost thinking it looked… sad. Then he remembered that Care Bears are just stuffed plush toys; nevertheless, he picked it up and put it back on its nightstand before walking out of the room.
~Teddy's POV~
That night Teddy went over to a house that wasn't his and Jacob's after returning from work. He knocked on the door and a handsome young man named Tony answered.
"Oh, heyyy T.R… How's it going?"
"Erm- uh, good…," T.R. said, clearly embarrassed to be there. Tony gave him a weird look.
"What's wrong, T. R.?"
"Oh, it's, uh- it's nothing." T. R. looks down at his feet, his face flushing. This is going just swimmingly….
"You wanna come in?" Tony asked cautiously. T.R. gave a slow nod, and almost reluctantly stepped over the threshold.