Aurora was five and in Kindergarten, she was well known throughout the school as the cute Scott girl. Magdalene at the age of four would wear nothing but cammo clothing and those heavy boots that weighed as much as she did. She was still bigger than Aurora, by over a foot and twenty pounds, even Fareeda was bigger than Aurora, and the was three, the only one smaller was two year old Tassia, and not by much. Brooke and Lucas still hadn't married, Brooke's excuse was she wanted her kids to be old enough to remember it. They had four big golden retriever dogs, one for each of them. Aurora names hers Star, to go with her name, she somehow mad a connection. Magdalene named hers Private. Fareeda named hers Sandy and Tassia's was Lion. Aurora and Tassia were still small enough to ride the big dogs but Magdalene and Fareeda were too big and would hurt them.
Magdalene, Aurora, Fareeda, and Tassia were outside riding on their new cars. Magdalene had a army jeep, and she looked like a solider in it, her gun (it shot air bullets, strong blasts of air that if your to close will hurt) slung over her shoulder on her back and her canteen on the other side, and her helmet on her head, and she was wearing all cammo, as she always does and her heavy boots, and her green face paint that she whined forever to get. Her jeep could go about 40 mph. Aurora's was a red convertible with a white roof that could go down and white leather seats, she loved it. Fareeda and Tassia shared the Motorcycle, that Fareeda picked out with the sidecar, and she'd wear a black leather jacket and a helmet with shades, Tassia would sit in the side car, and Fareeda would drive. All of them would sometimes race, but Magdalene liked to drive around and shoot the neighbors, they were the enemies, and it was her duty to shoot the old lady next door who always was outside tending to her garden and her husband who was so proud of his perfect lawn. Brooke thought it was funny, but Lucas thought it was mean. They were racing, Magdalene was in the lead, because her and Lucas had tweaked with the engine to make it go faster. They were allowed to ride all over Tree Hill, since everyone knew everyone and it was a small town. They usually drove to see grandma.
Magdalene got there first and parked in a "parking space", Karen put in a little paved section by the driveway and painted lines so they could park their cars, they loved it.
"Grandma," Magdalene said running inside.
"Hey, what's up," Karen asked her.
"I win, Aurora and Fareeda and Tassia loose," Magdalene said proudly.
"Good job!" Karen said as Fareeda and Tassia came running in, "Hey, where's Aurora?"
"Ora cumbin," Tassia said giving Karen a hug.
"All right, so who wants lunch?" Karen asked as they all walked into the kitchen.
"I do grandma," Magdalene said, "being a solider sure makes me hungry." They all laughed.
"So what are you gals doing today?" Karen asked.
"We're going to go to Cindy's Birthday Party," Magdalene said, sitting down, not caring that Tassia was having trouble with her chair, and Fareeda was picking her nose, luckily Aurora came in.
"GRAMMA!" She screamed running in and jumping up on her.
"Well hello to you too Miss Aurora, haven't seen you since yesterday," Karen said trying to pry the child off of her, and finally did.
"Fareeda, fingers do not belong in the nose, it's gross, go wash your hands before I tell mama," Aurora said pointing towards the bathroom, her back facing Magdalene who was mocking her, "I can see you Magdalene, and don't worry I'll be sure to tell Mama that you wouldn't help Tassia pull out her chair," She said helping her sister.
"Who died and made you boss, I'm bigger, I got a gun, I'm in charge," Magdalene said aiming her gun at her sister.
"Gramma," Aurora said on the verge of fake tears, "Magdalene's going to shoot me with that gun of hers." Karen turned around from making lunch to see that Aurora was right and took the gun from Magdalene.
"You get it back when you leave, I won't have you shooting your sisters in my house," Karen said sternly, finishing lunch.
"Gramma, I can do a cartwheel now, wanna see?" Aurora asked jumping up and down.
"Sure baby," Karen replied, turning around as Aurora did her best to do a cartwheel, but it came out lopsided, "Great job," Karen said putting sandwiches and juice on the table and sat down.
"Gramma, I a cheerleader," Aurora said proudly.
"Yes your daddy told me, just like your mommy," Karen said.
"Mama was a cheerleader, shes neber tolded me that," Aurora said with shocked face.
"Yes she was, a great cheerleader, the captain, then she had you and well it was a good decision," Karen explained.
After lunch Aurora, Magdalene, Fareeda and Tassia went to Haley's for Cindy's birthday party. Cindy was turning three. She had curly light brown hair and caramel eyes and a pale complexion. Her curls were held back with a red headband to match her red dress. Nathan hasn't been around in years and then had the nerve to show up for the party, not even knowing it was a party. Cindy ran up to him, with her curls bouncing.
"Who are you, did mommy inbite you to my parpy, I tuwn free tobay," Cindy said proudly.
"Um, where is your mommy," Nathan asked Cindy.
"Mommy's makim my cake ands I'ms nots awowed to sees its yept," Cindy said.
"Is she in the kitchen?" Nathan asked, and she just nodded and ran away. Nathan went inside and soon found Haley, and put his arms around her waist. She looked up at him and struggled to get away.
"Miss me," Nathan said as he released her, and she turned around to look at him.
"Maybe, why are you here," She asked folding her arms on her chest.
"Well, I'm here to see you and I'm assuming that wonderful little girl outside that calls you mommy."
Cindy, well at least it wasn't one of Brooke and Luke's, those kids have some big mouths and parents that spoil them rotten, maybe Aurora'll remember you, but I highly doubt Magdalene will, and Fareeda and Tassia have no idea who you are."
"I have four nieces, no nephews, and those names are definitely Brooke concoctions," Nathan laughed. Haley looked at her watch.
"What do you know, party's over, better send them on home, you can leave or stay, don't matter," Haley said leaving, she was going to cut the party short on account of him.
Aurora, Magdalene, Fareeda and Tassia came home to Brooke and Lucas fighting and Brooke packing, and saying that she was leaving.
"Mama?" Tassia said when she toddled in, "Wat rong mama?" She hugged Brooke's leg and Brooke picked her up.
"Hey sweetie, aunt Haley cut the party short, why don't you and your sisters go watch a movie in the den and Daddy and I will be in there in a little bit," Brooke said putting her down and she walked off.
All four of them sat on the couch watching TV when Brooke and Lucas walked in.
"Okay, we're going to cut to the chase, who wants to live with Mommy sit on the couch, who wants to live with Daddy, stand up," Brooke said. Magdalene stood up, but the other three remained seated, Brooke looked pleased. Three out of her four wanted her.
"I'll live with Brooke if Peyton is there," Magdalene said, shocking both Lucas and Brooke, "but if no Peyton then I choose Lucas."
"Magdalene, I am your father, and you will refer to me as that, and she is your mother and that is what you will call her, you understand," Lucas said practically yelling at his smart-mouthed four-year-old.
"Yes father, of course I understand father," Magdalene said mocking him and running away. She was pretty fast and ran to her room and locked the door. Luke ran after her and Brooke set to packing for the other three and was gone within a half hour, while Luke was still trying to get Magdalene to come out, he could only imagine ten years from now.
Predicting Future
"Magdalene you open this door right now or I'll break it down!" Lucas yelled pounding on the locked door.
"Make me, you touch my door again I'll shoot you precious car, first the tires, then the windows, and the body," Magdalene threatened. She had a BB gun and was a dead aim. Lucas stopped pounding. Brooke hadn't been back in a while, except to get the rest of her things and his other three children's belongings. It was indeed heartbreaking. He never actually knew when and when not Magdalene was indeed home, she would slip out the second-story window, and he wouldn't know.
"Please Magdalene, get out here," Lucas practically begged.
"What and meet another one of those stupid ladies acting all motherly and trying to reform me, lemme tell you a thing or two, I aint changin, and when I'm 18, I'm enlisting, only four more years pop," Magdalene said opening the door. He dark brown hair in a neat bun, just above her collar, her jacket buttoned all the way up, her paints had pleats in them, her boots ties tightly, and her beret on her head just right. She had some decoration to her uniform because she was taking classes in school, she was a sight. She was about six foot tall and very thin and muscular. Her best friend was a girl, in that same class, that goes by the name of Nobody, Nobody Jones. Her boyfriend was a guy named Alantus Kellermin, a guy in her Army class. The sad thing was, she didn't even know who her sisters were.
End Prediction
Magdalene opened the door, and walked right past him and downstairs. He chased after her. She stood holding the fridge door open.
"Daddy, there's no food," She said, looking at the half full fridge.
"Yes there is, there's lots of things," Lucas said reassuringly.
"Okay, name one HOT meal you can cook with out a microwave, Mr. Tough guy," Magdalene said climbing onto the counter.
"Okay, you have a point, how about pizza and a movie, we can have soda, mommy never let you have soda, and then after dinner we can light a fire in the fire place and have s'mores. Sound good?"
"Definitely," Magdalene said climbing off the counter to get the phone.
They ate in the living room while watching a movie, pizza, soda, and popcorn.
"Magdalene, why does my pizza have so many anchovies and yours have none?" Lucas said picking them off onto his plate.
"I don't know daddy, maybe they likes you betterer than me," She giggled, as he started tickling her , and picked her up, but then he fell to the floor and was barely breathing.
