One-Hundred Twenty-Four: Restrictions Dustin Good god, I thought this entire pack was going to implode when Jordyn and Xaydyn disappeared. We didn’t realize it at first, and to be honest, we had no idea how long they had been gone. Our first clue was when an ear-piercing screaming started in the middle of a very important business call that I was taking in my office at home. I quickly ended the call and started running down the stairs. The screaming and crying got louder as I got to the kitchen. By the time I got to the kitchen, I had found Dominick having a meltdown of epic proportions. What in the hell is the problem? He tried to push his way past me, but I picked him up. Well, that is definitely not what he wanted. He started hitting me so I would put him down. Mykayla comes running frantically into the kitchen. “What is wrong with him?” She asks me. “I have no idea. I was in my office on the phone when this started.” I tell her. She tries to take him from me, but
One-Hundred Twenty-Five: Stuck Inside Natalya All of us ladies had big plans for today. That was until mother nature decided it would be better if it rained. There was a loud clap of thunder, and a large flash of lightning flew across the sky. It was actually really pretty to watch. When the storm hit early this morning, it was assumed that Mykenzie and Kylani were in a bad mood. However, it turns out they are not responsible for this storm. I am watching the weather station, and they say this could go on for the next two to three days. I don’t care. I like it when it rains. Besides, we live in the pacific northwest, and we all should be used to the rain by now. I am reading a book out on the enclosed back porch when I feel the small couch move. I already know who it is. I can smell his apple and spice sent. “Whatcha reading?” Brighton asks. “I found a book on mythology. It’s funny to read about all of the gods.” I tell him. I have been reading it for a few hours n
One-Hundred Twenty-Six: Bad Weather Imyra It is now day two of this storm. I can tell that a few of them are starting to get bored. So far, nothing has happened. However, I know if this weather continues for another day or two, then the pranks will start. A few of the guys are starting to prank each other. None have been too bad yet, but it’s a matter of time. The longer this storm carried, I knew that sooner or later, Mykenzie and Kylani would begin to get bored with being stuck inside. While it is true that they could make this storm go away, they usually let nature run its course. I was currently in the kitchen helping my daughter and Araya cook. Both are excellent cooks. I am decent at cooking. Dimitri is the cook in our family. That’s who Daniylla learned everything from. I am not sure where Araya learned, but she is good. She wants to go to culinary school when she graduates. I have no doubt she will excel there. I am sure she will be a famous chef one day. Mit
One-Hundred Twenty-Seven: Bad Weather Take 2 Seth What the actual fuck? My head is throbbing, and I am pretty sure it is going to explode. I sit slowly up only because if I sit up too fast, my head will explode. I pull my knees to my chest and lay my head down. I cover my head with my arms trying to get my head to stop throbbing. I have no idea what happened. I know I am not hungover. I didn’t even drink last night. I ever so slowly lift my head to see where I am at. Well, I can tell you I am not at my house. I am sitting on a couch, but I don’t recognize it. I see a glass of water and some aspirin sitting on the table in front of me. I reach for both and pop two aspirin into my mouth, followed by the water. I sit back and lean my head against the back of the couch. After about half an hour, I am able to stand up. My head still hurts, but now it is tolerable. I stand up, stretch and head to the door. I open it and walk out. Fuck, it’s bright out here. I guess the
One-Hundred Twenty-Eight: Prank War Dimitri I usually like watching prank wars between these kids. I am still trying to figure out how I got incorporated into it. My hair is still a bright magenta. I would normally be for setting rubber insects or animals around the house to scare each other. You can’t do this with these seven. Their severe arachnophobia makes this impossible. I can’t blame the guys for that, though. Neither Chris nor I even thought about that. They had no idea, and the others knew not to. I have to admit what they did to Seth and Zak was fucking hilarious. However, they had still yet to get Peter and Colin. Both of those guys, you can tell, are getting more paranoid by the day. The guys have still been pranking each other. It was actually Kaleb that had replaced Marcus’s shampoo with hair dye. Marcus just about killed him when he found out. However, he is slightly afraid that Kylani might do something to him if he retaliates against Kaleb. Kylani f
One-Hundred Twenty-Nine: Break in the Weather Dustin Thank fucking god, the weather finally turned, and the rain is over. While I love a good prank, it was starting to get out of control. I mean Peter, Colin, Zak, and Seth had it coming. Kaleb got Marcus good. However, I guess since they were doing so well Mykenzie and Kylani continued to prank everyone. Well, they got Ashton (who they always seem to pick on). Most of the time, he does bring it on himself. They also got Tarlek and Brandon as well. Poor Nigel even got it. Although that was by accident, he showed up on the third day of the war to get hit with a bucket of honey and a glitter bomb. I am pretty sure he is still getting glitter out of his hair and stuff. He was so pissed even if Rye told him how pretty and sparkly he looked. That also got Nigel involved in the war. Now Rye has sparkly lime green hair. He is still trying to come up with something to get Nigel back. “You two get the fuck outside,” I say. I
One-Hundred Thirty: Casualties of War Mykayla It’s been a week since the prank war ended. However, we are still finding glitter everywhere. No matter how many times anyone vacuums, it’s still there. I thought we almost had it gone until Dustin and Tyrell decided to get each other. They thought the bombs had coloured powder in them. Nope, they were glitter bombs. I have to say they looked very pretty and shiny afterwards. I laughed hard. The looks on their faces when they both realized it was glitter were priceless. Of course, Bryn got it all on video. I swear these men here can act so immature. The prank war has died down for the most part. A few pranks are still happening. Seth is still pouting. He has not forgiven Mykenzie and Kylani for sending them back to heaven. There are so many pictures of everyone that got pranked good. Jordyn still goes up to Zak, pats him on the head, and tells him he is a good wolficorn. I am almost positive Kylani is behind that. He di
One-Hundred Thirty-One: Plans Nigel I was hesitant to enter the packhouse. The last time I did, I got covered in honey and glitter. I was not happy. If I had known what was going on at that time, I would have waited until that shit was over. I was still finding glitter in my shit. Someone will die if I get covered in anything today. That honey was a bitch to get out of my hair. I knocked on the door. I heard someone tell me to come in. I reluctantly opened the door and waited. “Don’t worry there isn’t a bucket of honey ready to drop,” Ashton said. I still looked around as I walked in. “What about glitter?” I asked. “That I can’t promise.” He answered. He told me about what happened to Dustin and Tyrell. Then he told me about the kids. Apparently, there are a few stray glitter bombs around. The two of us walked into the rec room. Well, holy shit, there sits Haze. He stands, and we give each other a bro hug. The two of us have always gotten along. They tell