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.
7th Heaven: The Glen Oak Chronicles
Introduction To The Camdens' Universe
Chapter Four
Meanwhile, as four Camden children and their two parents were preparing to eat their suppers
with each other this evening, Matt was with Heather in the necessary Glen Oak-area library. When
he'd come into it at about 6:10 pm local time, Heather had set out a spiral-bound maroon and white
notebook and an advanced chemistry textbook open in front of her. And a mostly blue pencil was in
her hand, while she was taking, and checking, some notes related to her advanced chemistry class at
Glen Oak High School. He soon found her in the library, and he went over to her here, of course.
When he showed up in front of her, she greeted him again in a reasonably pleasant manner, in
fact. She said, through some signing here, "I'm glad you could make it, Matt."
In like manner, he said, "I don't think John will be, though, Heather."
"Well, if he's not, then so be it. But we were intending to do this again a while ago, before your
last trip to the pool hall with him. So I evidently had priority with you for at least tonight."
"How do you suggest I make it up to him, if the need arises?"
"Take him to the next available jazz or gospel music concert that's playing close enough to
here, if at all possible, Matt."
"I really don't know if and when Harry Connick, Jr. will be around here again. And I really
don't honestly know if Wynton Marsalis and/or any other similar musicians will actually be around here
in the near future, either, Heather."
"I see. Well, then we'll have to just find another way to make it up to him, won't we?"
"Sure, I suppose that you're right. I don't like hurting anyone's feelings unnecessarily, though.
And I'm sure that he won't really be happy with me for a while for this time here with you, as well."
"He's your best male friend, is he not?"
"I believe so, Heather. But if that's so, then I think the potential for him to be hurt here is
considerably greater than it might be with anyone else of our gender who's close enough to me in my
life. Supposing, of course, that they're not actually members of my family, for the obvious reasons."
The two of them studied for a few hours in the library, before they eventually decided to leave it
again. And go do something else entirely, if at all possible, in fact, that didn't need them to stay on the
library's grounds then. They chose to go to a nearby pizza place for their supper, as well. They went
there for a little while, and they got there by 9:05 pm. They stayed at the pizza place for about half an
hour or so, before they decided to go to her house for a little while. They stayed at her place for a little
while, and they watched the 10 o'clock news together, when they did so. But eventually, Matt did
have to leave, so that he'd meet his usual curfew time back at the Camdens' residence in Glen Oak.
They parted on her front porch after a few kisses and embraces there, and then he left her alone again
there. He was home again by 10:50 pm, and in his room no more than ten minutes after that time.
He worked on his schoolwork for a little while longer at his desk, before leaving his room
again, so that he could get a bedtime snack of milk and cookies. When he got to the Camdens' kitchen
area, his sister Ruthie was apparently of the same mind here. He saw Ruthie before she saw him, and
he said, "I see a little munchkin is raiding the cookie jar again."
Ruthie heard him say that, and she then carefully took out one or two more cookies from the
cookie jar now in question. She put those cookies on a plate that already had a few cookies on it, in
fact. She then just as carefully put the lid back on it, as he took out some milk from the nearby
refrigerator. After the milk was gotten, he then took out two cups from nearby cupboards for them
both to use here, of course. He then brought the cups, milk, and cookies to the nearest table here, and
had her follow him to it, quite naturally enough.
When they were both seated well enough to suit them both here, Ruthie then asked, "How was
your night tonight, Matt?"
He smiled, and said to her, as he did so, "Fine, Ruthie. Just fine. Heather and I had a good
time tonight at the library, a pizza place, and her house for a while, in fact."
"And how soon are you going to try to make it up to John for not being with him tonight where
he wanted to, Matt?"
"As soon as I can, of course, Ruthie," said Matt, as he took a bite of a cookie and she took a
sip of some milk here.
"Did you and Heather come up with some good enough ideas to do that well enough, Matt, in
your opinion?"
"I really don't know yet. Perhaps we'll be able to try them out sometime soon, and perhaps
we won't. But only time will tell if we'll be able to do any or all of them soon enough, for the obvious
reasons, munchkin."
"Of course it will. God willing, of course."
As they consumed some milk and cookies in the Camdens' kitchen area, they conversed with
each other at least a little more. And they did so here until just after they finished the aforementioned
milk and cookies that they'd gotten for themselves. They didn't drink all the milk, in fact, from the jug
of milk he'd just gotten out of the fridge. But they still did have at least one or two cups apiece from it,
just the same, before they put what was still left in the jug back into the fridge again as needed.
Then they both soon retired for the rest of the night, so that they'd hopefully get at least some
sleep for the rest of it. This, of course, was for all the obvious reasons here, no doubt. They were both
quite soundly asleep in their own beds again by local midnight, and quite lost in any of the countless
lands of dreams that might or might not actually exist anywhere in the Universe, in fact.
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 Four, 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.
7th Heaven: The Glen Oak Chronicles
Introduction To The Camdens' Universe
Chapter Four
Meanwhile, as four Camden children and their two parents were preparing to eat their suppers
with each other this evening, Matt was with Heather in the necessary Glen Oak-area library. When
he'd come into it at about 6:10 pm local time, Heather had set out a spiral-bound maroon and white
notebook and an advanced chemistry textbook open in front of her. And a mostly blue pencil was in
her hand, while she was taking, and checking, some notes related to her advanced chemistry class at
Glen Oak High School. He soon found her in the library, and he went over to her here, of course.
When he showed up in front of her, she greeted him again in a reasonably pleasant manner, in
fact. She said, through some signing here, "I'm glad you could make it, Matt."
In like manner, he said, "I don't think John will be, though, Heather."
"Well, if he's not, then so be it. But we were intending to do this again a while ago, before your
last trip to the pool hall with him. So I evidently had priority with you for at least tonight."
"How do you suggest I make it up to him, if the need arises?"
"Take him to the next available jazz or gospel music concert that's playing close enough to
here, if at all possible, Matt."
"I really don't know if and when Harry Connick, Jr. will be around here again. And I really
don't honestly know if Wynton Marsalis and/or any other similar musicians will actually be around here
in the near future, either, Heather."
"I see. Well, then we'll have to just find another way to make it up to him, won't we?"
"Sure, I suppose that you're right. I don't like hurting anyone's feelings unnecessarily, though.
And I'm sure that he won't really be happy with me for a while for this time here with you, as well."
"He's your best male friend, is he not?"
"I believe so, Heather. But if that's so, then I think the potential for him to be hurt here is
considerably greater than it might be with anyone else of our gender who's close enough to me in my
life. Supposing, of course, that they're not actually members of my family, for the obvious reasons."
The two of them studied for a few hours in the library, before they eventually decided to leave it
again. And go do something else entirely, if at all possible, in fact, that didn't need them to stay on the
library's grounds then. They chose to go to a nearby pizza place for their supper, as well. They went
there for a little while, and they got there by 9:05 pm. They stayed at the pizza place for about half an
hour or so, before they decided to go to her house for a little while. They stayed at her place for a little
while, and they watched the 10 o'clock news together, when they did so. But eventually, Matt did
have to leave, so that he'd meet his usual curfew time back at the Camdens' residence in Glen Oak.
They parted on her front porch after a few kisses and embraces there, and then he left her alone again
there. He was home again by 10:50 pm, and in his room no more than ten minutes after that time.
He worked on his schoolwork for a little while longer at his desk, before leaving his room
again, so that he could get a bedtime snack of milk and cookies. When he got to the Camdens' kitchen
area, his sister Ruthie was apparently of the same mind here. He saw Ruthie before she saw him, and
he said, "I see a little munchkin is raiding the cookie jar again."
Ruthie heard him say that, and she then carefully took out one or two more cookies from the
cookie jar now in question. She put those cookies on a plate that already had a few cookies on it, in
fact. She then just as carefully put the lid back on it, as he took out some milk from the nearby
refrigerator. After the milk was gotten, he then took out two cups from nearby cupboards for them
both to use here, of course. He then brought the cups, milk, and cookies to the nearest table here, and
had her follow him to it, quite naturally enough.
When they were both seated well enough to suit them both here, Ruthie then asked, "How was
your night tonight, Matt?"
He smiled, and said to her, as he did so, "Fine, Ruthie. Just fine. Heather and I had a good
time tonight at the library, a pizza place, and her house for a while, in fact."
"And how soon are you going to try to make it up to John for not being with him tonight where
he wanted to, Matt?"
"As soon as I can, of course, Ruthie," said Matt, as he took a bite of a cookie and she took a
sip of some milk here.
"Did you and Heather come up with some good enough ideas to do that well enough, Matt, in
your opinion?"
"I really don't know yet. Perhaps we'll be able to try them out sometime soon, and perhaps
we won't. But only time will tell if we'll be able to do any or all of them soon enough, for the obvious
reasons, munchkin."
"Of course it will. God willing, of course."
As they consumed some milk and cookies in the Camdens' kitchen area, they conversed with
each other at least a little more. And they did so here until just after they finished the aforementioned
milk and cookies that they'd gotten for themselves. They didn't drink all the milk, in fact, from the jug
of milk he'd just gotten out of the fridge. But they still did have at least one or two cups apiece from it,
just the same, before they put what was still left in the jug back into the fridge again as needed.
Then they both soon retired for the rest of the night, so that they'd hopefully get at least some
sleep for the rest of it. This, of course, was for all the obvious reasons here, no doubt. They were both
quite soundly asleep in their own beds again by local midnight, and quite lost in any of the countless
lands of dreams that might or might not actually exist anywhere in the Universe, in fact.
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 Four, 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!