Two sets of memories- part 2

avc.382 asked for a oneshot of a sequel to Ch2942 "Two sets of memories" where Emma sees Neal throwing a tantrum to avoid something and remembers her own fits. I hope you don't mind me missing out the last bit, only that kind of thing has been covered already :).

Neepy: If that's something you're after, I'd recommend you go and see Jumanji 2: welcome to the jungle. In cinemas now ;)

Sorry for the slight delay, folks. Truth be told, I've been feeling off this week, just a lot going on. I just didn't feel like writing was the best way to pick myself back up again. I needed a little peace :).

I winced in sympathy for my poor parents. This was only the beginning. Neal was only barely two, the tantrums were only going to get worse before they got better. I couldn't help but smile from behind them as they tried to negotiate with my toddler brother. They wouldn't remember the countless battles we had: but I still do.

They seemed to know me inside out. We would have constant battles over wearing dresses, giving speeches, doing things that frightened me. They seemed to know the difference between me being bratty, and me being scared. It was such a small thing, but looking back, it meant a lot. I remember the way they would just stay calm while I threw a fit; regardless of how old I was. They just let me tire myself out and then held me when I cried. It was bittersweet remembering things like this. Especially when I couldn't share it with them. It wasn't fair giving them scraps of a whole life. It was best going on with the time we have together now. In ways I enjoyed seeing them interact with Neal. Even when he was throwing almighty fits. It just showed me how much alike we both were. Even if I was the only one who could know it.