Chapter 12 – The Star of extreme Hope
I wish I had done more than give him a hug in my 15 minutes.
The next day the house was silent and it remained that way as everyone dealt with the loss in their own way. Those who felt like breaking things or yelling found some privacy outside. Until it was dinner time, Astraea made as many dishes as she was able without using the stove or other 'hot' appliances. Set the table as if her Papa was still there with one simple difference, the ramen bowl was left upside down. Then, with the loudest voice she could muster, she called everyone for dinner.
It took over 10 minutes for everyone one to arrive. Dinner was eaten quietly no one speaking any louder than a whisper and gestures' replacing words whenever possible. It was a cold meal but no one commented beyond vague thanks for cooking. Her father showed Astraea how to reheat the pre cooked dinners that were prepared; if even he had forgotten the time immersed in experiments to distract himself, this could become a repeating occurrence.
It did repeat for three days, with the difference of Seria joining in the cooking process. Regis informed everyone that Seria and he would need to return to Lukedona at the end of the week, if they needed to make decorations for the shrine it would need to be done before then.
It was and they left a home that was no longer silent.
The mention of responsibilities had prompted the en-humans to look into their civilian expectations; they didn't have much leave left ether. Astraea put the earlier schedule in her Fathers face, implementing what was left of it forced him out of the lab and aware of the time. It wasn't cheerful as they had been planed but everyone began moving again functioning like the loss hadn't cut into their very souls.
The trio planed their own schedule for who would check up on the remaining two, to see how they were fairing and how often they would contact each other to a similar end.
They eventually had to leave the home where a Father was dead set focused on educating and loving his daughter, the daughter was set on distracting her Father from their loss.
-50 Years Pass- A town house in X city, Frankenstein's' current home
"This is Jay" Astraea introduced them to the infant in her arms; she was in her 'pre-schooler' form so they were clearly planning to live here for awhile, "he was left on our doorstep a few nights ago. Father is still trying to locate his family but we will properly end up keeping him til the human majority."
This was starting to become her habit wasn't it? Every time those two moved houses, excluding the first because Astraea was still too new to shape shifting to have the excess energy, she would pick up a 'friend' to 'help' and this starved infant, well, he may end up a 'sibling'. Astraea had been asking for one since she realised what 'siblings' were and Frankenstein had not been willing to oblige. If the child had really been left on their door step... it was no longer a matter of choice.
Still couldn't they call at least once when they added a new member to the household?
Yeah, I'm not confident about the ending but I'll leave it as it is... unless I rewrite the whole fic but don't hold your breath. The next chapter on this story will be a big A/N just to warn you. This is a triple update, but only the first two are chaps...