All standard disclaimers that I have already used so far with any of the various stories that I
now have on fanfiction.net will apply. For your information, all of the characters that you may not
actually recognize well enough in this story are original characters of mine, unless otherwise stated, in
fact. So please don't steal my original characters from this story or any others, for that matter.
Now without further ado, back to the story. And I hope that you'll all enjoy it, of course.
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7th Heaven: The Glen Oak Chronicles
Introduction To The Camdens' Universe
Chapter Three
A few days later, it was now Tuesday, September 3, 1996. Matt and others started school
again at the necessary Glen Oak area schools, whether or not they were new to the area or not.
Among them were several new students, including at least three Suzuki children, if not more. Also new
to the school district were several children of Slaabovian diplomatic personnel, of course. And they
enrolled at the necessary school or schools in the area, for the obvious reasons here. The Slaabovians,
in fact, often wore translation crystals or devices of some yet-unknown sort, for example, if they
couldn't currently speak English well enough here, as well. The Slaabovians who were currently in
question here that had to do so would normally wear these crystals or devices of some sort somewhere
on their respective persons, quite naturally enough, as a matter of actual fact. And they'd all generally
do that whenever possible, just so that others might be hopefully able to communicate with them
somehow. Even if they weren't actually speaking the same language that any or all of the Slaabovians
might possibly speak around them, of course.
By the time that the first day of school for everyone had ended, then, Matt had met up with
several of those Slaabovians, in fact. And Heather had introduced at least one of them to him, as well,
in actual reality. She introduced him to several Slaabovians who were in their World Literature class,
and they were quite glad to meet him, of course.
One of the Slaabovians eventually said to him, when what she'd said was translated sufficiently
well into English by her translation crystal in a pendant she was then wearing, "Pleased to meet you,
Matt Camden. My name is Kalana Dalliver. I've heard from your girlfriend Heather here that you like
to play pool a great deal. And that you're a minister's son, as well."
"Yes, that's so, Miss Dalliver."
"I'm also the third daughter of our nation's Consul General here at our Glen Oak Consulate, in
fact. My parents were put in charge of this Consulate of our nation's by our nation's President,
President Robert Dixon, of Follisland. We had a California-based Consulate in Oakland, before we
relocated it here, in fact. Several of my friends are children of other diplomatic personnel of ours now
here, as well. Our President Robert Dixon possibly looks a lot like a cross between your American
actor Charlton Heston and your current President Reagan, I think. He has hair like Reagan's, and a
personality and looks like Heston's, if I'm not mistaken. But he's only about fifty or so years old, just
the same. My two older brothers look a lot like you as well, and they're about 24 or so years old now.
My oldest sister quite possibly looks like a much younger version of Jane Seymour, while my second
sister looks a lot like a younger version of Vanna White. I have been in the United States before at
times, but not yet long enough to develop sufficient fluency in English, however. I can speak at least
some Spanish and French in my life, Matt Camden. But my primary language of communication is
actually Slaabinese, for your information."
"What specific part of your country do you and your family come from, if I may ask?"
"We come from the state of Follisland, as well. We come from a place known as 'Blue
Moon', which is a town about the size of Glen Oak, I think, and it's near our state's border with
Ottosylvania. Follisland and Ottosylvania are two of nine states in our nation, with the other states in it
being the Federal District of Slaabojevo, Martinelandia, Bublitzania, Damonallo, Rainbowland,
Turtletania, and Olsontonia. We also have two Territories for our own, and we call them the Territory
of Turtleoklania and the Territory of Wellnitzalgo. We have a three-house legislature, a Prime Minister,
a Chief Justice, and a President. Our Supreme Court has eleven members, led by the Chief Justice, of
course. And our President has a Cabinet, just like yours does. Our Prime Minister heads the
legislative branch, our President the executive branch, and our Chief Justice the judicial branch."
"What do you like to do for fun?"
"I like basketball very much, in fact."
"Then I know someone who you might just like to meet eventually, if at all possible. My sister
Mary really likes basketball, and she's quite good at it."
"So Heather has told me, it seems. She tells me that you have several siblings, as well."
Eventually, the school day ended, and Matt left the school with Heather and various others, for
the obvious reasons. On his way out of Glen Oak High School's main building, he encountered Mary
and Lucy walking in the same general direction that he now was walking in. They soon cornered him
near their school's main entrance/exit area, and they both eventually asked him, "Did you know that
there are a good number of new cute boys that will be going to school here, Matt?" Matt was carrying
a mostly black and maroon backpack, and he also had his mostly maroon jacket slung a bit over his left
shoulder right now.
"Yes, I'm sure that there are, you two. Every year, any number of new boys start high school
here. What's the big deal here, Lucy and Mary?"
"Several of them seem quite handsome, in fact."
"Well, judging from just the ones that John and I have met today, they don't seem all that
special to me here."
"Well, yeah, they wouldn't. You're a guy, of course. And you have a girlfriend in Heather. So
other boys wouldn't seem all that special to you here!" exclaimed Mary.
"True enough, Mary. But what of it?"
"We're sure that there are a lot of rather cute girls that will be going to school here this year,
Matt. And you're not at least a little curious about them?"
"No. As you've said, I've got a girlfriend in Heather. So what difference does that make?"
"From what Lucy and I have been able to gather about them, several of them seem to be quite
interested in you right now, or soon enough will be."
"Well, if that's true, so be it. But I won't worry about such things until I have to, just the same,
Mary Camden," said Matt, as he then began slipping on his jacket, which he'd previously slung a bit
over his left shoulder.
"Are there any girls that you might want to get to know at least a little bit better, if at all
possible?" asked Lucy.
"Not really, Lucy. Remember, I have Heather as my girlfriend right now, Lucy. So I won't be
looking for another girlfriend for at least a little while, for the obvious reasons, of course."
Then the three Camdens left their school so that they could then pick up Simon and Ruthie from
their respective schools, if they were both old enough to go to them, of course. And eventually, they all
arrived home at the Camdens' residence, in very short order. When they got back home, Annie
handed at least one or two of them several pieces of mail, once Simon and Ruthie had gone to their
room. And she then told Matt that John was hoping to meet him at the pool hall later that evening, if at
all possible. Matt said, "I think I have other plans for the evening, Mom. I'm going to the library for a
while. Heather wanted me to meet her there by 6:15, if at all possible, in fact. Seems that she wants
me to study at least a little with her this evening."
"Fine. But I'd still really like you to be back home for the night by 11, at the very latest, if at all
possible, Matt," said Annie.
"Could we go to the library too, Mom?" asked Mary and Lucy.
"No, I don't think you need to do that, you two. Besides, I don't think they'd want you to be
near them for a while tonight, anyway, girls. Would you like it if people spied on you and Jimmy, for
example, Lucy?"
"Of course not."
"Well, I trust Matt and Heather will behave with each other, Lucy. Besides, they'd both be in a
quite public place with each other, anyway. Right, Matt?"
"Of course, Mother," said Matt.
"Admit it, Matt. You might want to kiss her this evening," said Mary.
"So what if I might want to, Mary? What business is it to you or Lucy, anyway?"
"You're our older brother. That's why we're curious here," answered Mary.
"Would you like it if I was obviously quite curious about any boys that you might actually want
to date, and maybe even kiss, Mary?"
"No, I don't suppose I would be, Matt," said Mary.
"Then please don't bother me about this matter again, if you can possibly avoid it at all. At
least until I say it's okay to do that again here, if I ever do, in any case at all. If there's something that I
feel I need to talk to either or both of you two girls, Mary and Lucy, I'll let you know. Otherwise, it's
not really any of your business here, you two."
"But, Matt, we really want to know how things are going for you with Heather right now,"
pleaded Lucy.
"I'm not going to tell either of you right now, if I ever will, just how things are currently going for
us in our romantic relationship, girls. Please don't bug me any more about this matter, or you'll have to
face whatever the consequences of your actions might be for either or both of you here."
"Mom, what do you think here?" asked Mary.
"I'm sorry, girls. Matt is right. He and Heather have the right to have a certain level of privacy
when it comes to their current romantic relationship with each other. Just as you each do, or will, have
with any boys that you might like in your lives. I really don't want to find out that either of you is, or
both of you are, trying to violate their romantic relationship's current privacy rights. For if I do, then
your father and I will have to assign you whatever punishments we deem necessary for either of you or
both of you, in fact. And I really don't think that you girls want to be punished in any conceivable
enough way by us here, of course. So leave them alone here. If they want to hear from you about it,
then they'll let you know, I'm quite sure. Now I don't want to hear or see another word about it, until
and unless they say otherwise, girls. Now please go to your room and find something to occupy your
time here, girls. I'll see you both at supper, at the very latest. And don't even think of trying to spy on
them tonight, or any other night, without just cause. For you both know we'd then have to bust you, as
we might then see fit, for all the obvious reasons."
Lucy and Mary both thought about saying something more, in fact. But after a rather stern look
from Annie, they both thought better of it here. They said and did nothing more here that might get
them in trouble with Annie or Matt, of course. But they were still not very happy here, for the obvious
reasons, of course. Annie and Matt watched them both rather reluctantly leave the Camdens' kitchen
area again. And then, once they were both sure that they couldn't be heard by any possible nearby
eavesdroppers, Annie asked, "What do you think John will think about you not being with him tonight,
Matt?"
"He might not like it. But I think he'll understand here, just the same. Or at least I hope that he
will, of course."
"If he calls again while you're out, then what should I tell him?"
"Tell him I'll get back to him at school tomorrow, if at all possible. I realize he was expecting
me to go to the pool hall with him this evening. But Heather had asked me to do this with her a while
ago, in fact. As a matter of fact, she asked me to do that before my last time with John at the pool hall
last week, Mom."
"I see. Well, we can't disappoint her then here, can we?"
"No, I don't think so. I realize that John might not have known about this plan of hers, for the
obvious reasons, of course. But I don't want to have Heather mad at me at all, if I can avoid it,
considering the current circumstances here. For I really care for her, and I know that we really missed
each other quite a bit this summer."
"Because she was in the Washington area, and you were here, for much, if not most or all, of it,
by any chance at all, Matt?"
"Yes, of course I mean that, Mother."
Matt then put his mail in his jacket, and went to his room, in very short order. He still had his
backpack hanging off his right shoulder, as well. He went to his room just after Annie handed him a
plate with a sandwich, a few cookies, and a bottle of 2% white milk, in fact. And she didn't see him
again for at least a few hours, if not even longer than that. As he left the kitchen area again, Annie
heard his father Eric come in the front door. She then closed the refrigerator just a few seconds later,
after putting back a bowl still largely filled with several kinds of freshly-made cookies in it.
Eric then came right to the kitchen area of the Camdens' residence, and set his briefcase on a
nearby stool. When he came in, Annie was slicing and dicing assorted vegetables for some stew she
was in the process of preparing. He then went over to her, and kissed her briefly, yet passionately, on
the lips, in fact.
She asked, "What's going on? You seem quite happy right now, Eric. Care to tell me what's
going on right now?"
"I am going to have one of the novels that I've been working on for years published, Annie.
I've been wanting to have one of them published for a few years now, as you know. And now Tyndale
has seen fit to want to publish one of my novels."
"Which one, if I may ask?"
"You remember 'Adirondack Adventurer', Annie?"
"Yes, I seem to recall a story by that name of yours."
"Well, Tyndale thinks that it's worth at least $5,500 in advance payment."
"I see. And what were you thinking of using the money for?"
"Well, the church needs a little work in the playground and garden areas. And we could use
some for whatever we might need it for around here."
The two of them talked for at least a little while. And they continued to do so while he began
helping her out in the kitchen area at least a little. Eventually, all the food that they decided to make for
supper was ready, in fact. And then Annie and Eric decided to go to their bedroom for a while before
supper. What they did there, though, would forever remain a mystery most likely known only to them
and God, in fact. No matter what it might be, it still would forever remain a mystery to everyone but
them and God, most likely. They remained in their room together for a few hours, at most, before
supper at 7:30, in actual reality. They appeared out of their bedroom again only five minutes or so
before supper. And they then had Lucy, Mary, Simon, and Ruthie begin to set the table in their dining
room, of course. As the four present Camden children began setting the table, Eric and Annie began
bringing the food to it, for the obvious reasons, quite naturally enough.
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I haven't yet decided the eventual romantic pairings for Eric and Annie's kids here. I will take
suggestions, if they're clean enough, and appropriate enough for them, in fact. Though, if and when you
might make those suggestions, please try to keep in mind this simple fact here. As of the opening of this
story, after the above Chapter Three, the current year in the Camdens' Universe will be somewhere
around 1996 or 1997, as the case might then be. I may actually use the characters that you might be
more familiar with from the actual TV series as potential girlfriends or boyfriends, or I may not. It'll
depend a lot on what you people want me to have for them, most likely, of course. But not entirely, for
all the obvious reasons. And please be aware that this story of mine, at least, if not any other stories of
mine as well, may periodically delve into the areas of alternate timelines, realities, and/or universes, as
well as have at least some OOC elements for any or all of the characters in it, at least a little bit, if not a
lot. And it may or may not actually tie in with any number of other stories of mine that might feature its
main characters, at least on the protagonists' side of things, in fact. Until later, then, this is now "The
Universal Storyteller" signing off. Take care, and all that, of course, if at all possible. Also, if at all
possible, please do read, review, and enjoy this story here, readers! Over and out!
now have on fanfiction.net will apply. For your information, all of the characters that you may not
actually recognize well enough in this story are original characters of mine, unless otherwise stated, in
fact. So please don't steal my original characters from this story or any others, for that matter.
Now without further ado, back to the story. And I hope that you'll all enjoy it, of course.
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7th Heaven: The Glen Oak Chronicles
Introduction To The Camdens' Universe
Chapter Three
A few days later, it was now Tuesday, September 3, 1996. Matt and others started school
again at the necessary Glen Oak area schools, whether or not they were new to the area or not.
Among them were several new students, including at least three Suzuki children, if not more. Also new
to the school district were several children of Slaabovian diplomatic personnel, of course. And they
enrolled at the necessary school or schools in the area, for the obvious reasons here. The Slaabovians,
in fact, often wore translation crystals or devices of some yet-unknown sort, for example, if they
couldn't currently speak English well enough here, as well. The Slaabovians who were currently in
question here that had to do so would normally wear these crystals or devices of some sort somewhere
on their respective persons, quite naturally enough, as a matter of actual fact. And they'd all generally
do that whenever possible, just so that others might be hopefully able to communicate with them
somehow. Even if they weren't actually speaking the same language that any or all of the Slaabovians
might possibly speak around them, of course.
By the time that the first day of school for everyone had ended, then, Matt had met up with
several of those Slaabovians, in fact. And Heather had introduced at least one of them to him, as well,
in actual reality. She introduced him to several Slaabovians who were in their World Literature class,
and they were quite glad to meet him, of course.
One of the Slaabovians eventually said to him, when what she'd said was translated sufficiently
well into English by her translation crystal in a pendant she was then wearing, "Pleased to meet you,
Matt Camden. My name is Kalana Dalliver. I've heard from your girlfriend Heather here that you like
to play pool a great deal. And that you're a minister's son, as well."
"Yes, that's so, Miss Dalliver."
"I'm also the third daughter of our nation's Consul General here at our Glen Oak Consulate, in
fact. My parents were put in charge of this Consulate of our nation's by our nation's President,
President Robert Dixon, of Follisland. We had a California-based Consulate in Oakland, before we
relocated it here, in fact. Several of my friends are children of other diplomatic personnel of ours now
here, as well. Our President Robert Dixon possibly looks a lot like a cross between your American
actor Charlton Heston and your current President Reagan, I think. He has hair like Reagan's, and a
personality and looks like Heston's, if I'm not mistaken. But he's only about fifty or so years old, just
the same. My two older brothers look a lot like you as well, and they're about 24 or so years old now.
My oldest sister quite possibly looks like a much younger version of Jane Seymour, while my second
sister looks a lot like a younger version of Vanna White. I have been in the United States before at
times, but not yet long enough to develop sufficient fluency in English, however. I can speak at least
some Spanish and French in my life, Matt Camden. But my primary language of communication is
actually Slaabinese, for your information."
"What specific part of your country do you and your family come from, if I may ask?"
"We come from the state of Follisland, as well. We come from a place known as 'Blue
Moon', which is a town about the size of Glen Oak, I think, and it's near our state's border with
Ottosylvania. Follisland and Ottosylvania are two of nine states in our nation, with the other states in it
being the Federal District of Slaabojevo, Martinelandia, Bublitzania, Damonallo, Rainbowland,
Turtletania, and Olsontonia. We also have two Territories for our own, and we call them the Territory
of Turtleoklania and the Territory of Wellnitzalgo. We have a three-house legislature, a Prime Minister,
a Chief Justice, and a President. Our Supreme Court has eleven members, led by the Chief Justice, of
course. And our President has a Cabinet, just like yours does. Our Prime Minister heads the
legislative branch, our President the executive branch, and our Chief Justice the judicial branch."
"What do you like to do for fun?"
"I like basketball very much, in fact."
"Then I know someone who you might just like to meet eventually, if at all possible. My sister
Mary really likes basketball, and she's quite good at it."
"So Heather has told me, it seems. She tells me that you have several siblings, as well."
Eventually, the school day ended, and Matt left the school with Heather and various others, for
the obvious reasons. On his way out of Glen Oak High School's main building, he encountered Mary
and Lucy walking in the same general direction that he now was walking in. They soon cornered him
near their school's main entrance/exit area, and they both eventually asked him, "Did you know that
there are a good number of new cute boys that will be going to school here, Matt?" Matt was carrying
a mostly black and maroon backpack, and he also had his mostly maroon jacket slung a bit over his left
shoulder right now.
"Yes, I'm sure that there are, you two. Every year, any number of new boys start high school
here. What's the big deal here, Lucy and Mary?"
"Several of them seem quite handsome, in fact."
"Well, judging from just the ones that John and I have met today, they don't seem all that
special to me here."
"Well, yeah, they wouldn't. You're a guy, of course. And you have a girlfriend in Heather. So
other boys wouldn't seem all that special to you here!" exclaimed Mary.
"True enough, Mary. But what of it?"
"We're sure that there are a lot of rather cute girls that will be going to school here this year,
Matt. And you're not at least a little curious about them?"
"No. As you've said, I've got a girlfriend in Heather. So what difference does that make?"
"From what Lucy and I have been able to gather about them, several of them seem to be quite
interested in you right now, or soon enough will be."
"Well, if that's true, so be it. But I won't worry about such things until I have to, just the same,
Mary Camden," said Matt, as he then began slipping on his jacket, which he'd previously slung a bit
over his left shoulder.
"Are there any girls that you might want to get to know at least a little bit better, if at all
possible?" asked Lucy.
"Not really, Lucy. Remember, I have Heather as my girlfriend right now, Lucy. So I won't be
looking for another girlfriend for at least a little while, for the obvious reasons, of course."
Then the three Camdens left their school so that they could then pick up Simon and Ruthie from
their respective schools, if they were both old enough to go to them, of course. And eventually, they all
arrived home at the Camdens' residence, in very short order. When they got back home, Annie
handed at least one or two of them several pieces of mail, once Simon and Ruthie had gone to their
room. And she then told Matt that John was hoping to meet him at the pool hall later that evening, if at
all possible. Matt said, "I think I have other plans for the evening, Mom. I'm going to the library for a
while. Heather wanted me to meet her there by 6:15, if at all possible, in fact. Seems that she wants
me to study at least a little with her this evening."
"Fine. But I'd still really like you to be back home for the night by 11, at the very latest, if at all
possible, Matt," said Annie.
"Could we go to the library too, Mom?" asked Mary and Lucy.
"No, I don't think you need to do that, you two. Besides, I don't think they'd want you to be
near them for a while tonight, anyway, girls. Would you like it if people spied on you and Jimmy, for
example, Lucy?"
"Of course not."
"Well, I trust Matt and Heather will behave with each other, Lucy. Besides, they'd both be in a
quite public place with each other, anyway. Right, Matt?"
"Of course, Mother," said Matt.
"Admit it, Matt. You might want to kiss her this evening," said Mary.
"So what if I might want to, Mary? What business is it to you or Lucy, anyway?"
"You're our older brother. That's why we're curious here," answered Mary.
"Would you like it if I was obviously quite curious about any boys that you might actually want
to date, and maybe even kiss, Mary?"
"No, I don't suppose I would be, Matt," said Mary.
"Then please don't bother me about this matter again, if you can possibly avoid it at all. At
least until I say it's okay to do that again here, if I ever do, in any case at all. If there's something that I
feel I need to talk to either or both of you two girls, Mary and Lucy, I'll let you know. Otherwise, it's
not really any of your business here, you two."
"But, Matt, we really want to know how things are going for you with Heather right now,"
pleaded Lucy.
"I'm not going to tell either of you right now, if I ever will, just how things are currently going for
us in our romantic relationship, girls. Please don't bug me any more about this matter, or you'll have to
face whatever the consequences of your actions might be for either or both of you here."
"Mom, what do you think here?" asked Mary.
"I'm sorry, girls. Matt is right. He and Heather have the right to have a certain level of privacy
when it comes to their current romantic relationship with each other. Just as you each do, or will, have
with any boys that you might like in your lives. I really don't want to find out that either of you is, or
both of you are, trying to violate their romantic relationship's current privacy rights. For if I do, then
your father and I will have to assign you whatever punishments we deem necessary for either of you or
both of you, in fact. And I really don't think that you girls want to be punished in any conceivable
enough way by us here, of course. So leave them alone here. If they want to hear from you about it,
then they'll let you know, I'm quite sure. Now I don't want to hear or see another word about it, until
and unless they say otherwise, girls. Now please go to your room and find something to occupy your
time here, girls. I'll see you both at supper, at the very latest. And don't even think of trying to spy on
them tonight, or any other night, without just cause. For you both know we'd then have to bust you, as
we might then see fit, for all the obvious reasons."
Lucy and Mary both thought about saying something more, in fact. But after a rather stern look
from Annie, they both thought better of it here. They said and did nothing more here that might get
them in trouble with Annie or Matt, of course. But they were still not very happy here, for the obvious
reasons, of course. Annie and Matt watched them both rather reluctantly leave the Camdens' kitchen
area again. And then, once they were both sure that they couldn't be heard by any possible nearby
eavesdroppers, Annie asked, "What do you think John will think about you not being with him tonight,
Matt?"
"He might not like it. But I think he'll understand here, just the same. Or at least I hope that he
will, of course."
"If he calls again while you're out, then what should I tell him?"
"Tell him I'll get back to him at school tomorrow, if at all possible. I realize he was expecting
me to go to the pool hall with him this evening. But Heather had asked me to do this with her a while
ago, in fact. As a matter of fact, she asked me to do that before my last time with John at the pool hall
last week, Mom."
"I see. Well, we can't disappoint her then here, can we?"
"No, I don't think so. I realize that John might not have known about this plan of hers, for the
obvious reasons, of course. But I don't want to have Heather mad at me at all, if I can avoid it,
considering the current circumstances here. For I really care for her, and I know that we really missed
each other quite a bit this summer."
"Because she was in the Washington area, and you were here, for much, if not most or all, of it,
by any chance at all, Matt?"
"Yes, of course I mean that, Mother."
Matt then put his mail in his jacket, and went to his room, in very short order. He still had his
backpack hanging off his right shoulder, as well. He went to his room just after Annie handed him a
plate with a sandwich, a few cookies, and a bottle of 2% white milk, in fact. And she didn't see him
again for at least a few hours, if not even longer than that. As he left the kitchen area again, Annie
heard his father Eric come in the front door. She then closed the refrigerator just a few seconds later,
after putting back a bowl still largely filled with several kinds of freshly-made cookies in it.
Eric then came right to the kitchen area of the Camdens' residence, and set his briefcase on a
nearby stool. When he came in, Annie was slicing and dicing assorted vegetables for some stew she
was in the process of preparing. He then went over to her, and kissed her briefly, yet passionately, on
the lips, in fact.
She asked, "What's going on? You seem quite happy right now, Eric. Care to tell me what's
going on right now?"
"I am going to have one of the novels that I've been working on for years published, Annie.
I've been wanting to have one of them published for a few years now, as you know. And now Tyndale
has seen fit to want to publish one of my novels."
"Which one, if I may ask?"
"You remember 'Adirondack Adventurer', Annie?"
"Yes, I seem to recall a story by that name of yours."
"Well, Tyndale thinks that it's worth at least $5,500 in advance payment."
"I see. And what were you thinking of using the money for?"
"Well, the church needs a little work in the playground and garden areas. And we could use
some for whatever we might need it for around here."
The two of them talked for at least a little while. And they continued to do so while he began
helping her out in the kitchen area at least a little. Eventually, all the food that they decided to make for
supper was ready, in fact. And then Annie and Eric decided to go to their bedroom for a while before
supper. What they did there, though, would forever remain a mystery most likely known only to them
and God, in fact. No matter what it might be, it still would forever remain a mystery to everyone but
them and God, most likely. They remained in their room together for a few hours, at most, before
supper at 7:30, in actual reality. They appeared out of their bedroom again only five minutes or so
before supper. And they then had Lucy, Mary, Simon, and Ruthie begin to set the table in their dining
room, of course. As the four present Camden children began setting the table, Eric and Annie began
bringing the food to it, for the obvious reasons, quite naturally enough.
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I haven't yet decided the eventual romantic pairings for Eric and Annie's kids here. I will take
suggestions, if they're clean enough, and appropriate enough for them, in fact. Though, if and when you
might make those suggestions, please try to keep in mind this simple fact here. As of the opening of this
story, after the above Chapter Three, the current year in the Camdens' Universe will be somewhere
around 1996 or 1997, as the case might then be. I may actually use the characters that you might be
more familiar with from the actual TV series as potential girlfriends or boyfriends, or I may not. It'll
depend a lot on what you people want me to have for them, most likely, of course. But not entirely, for
all the obvious reasons. And please be aware that this story of mine, at least, if not any other stories of
mine as well, may periodically delve into the areas of alternate timelines, realities, and/or universes, as
well as have at least some OOC elements for any or all of the characters in it, at least a little bit, if not a
lot. And it may or may not actually tie in with any number of other stories of mine that might feature its
main characters, at least on the protagonists' side of things, in fact. Until later, then, this is now "The
Universal Storyteller" signing off. Take care, and all that, of course, if at all possible. Also, if at all
possible, please do read, review, and enjoy this story here, readers! Over and out!