The seedling had indeed become even more taller and stronger, but that doesn’t mean anyone can be unmindful when playing around it. Consider Eliel—the crybaby who tries (sometimes so hard) to cover his image by looking cool and cold, but fails—most of the time.
One day, he went to the backyard to play with the soccer ball Momma just bought him the other day. He thought it was okay to play around the sapling because it seemed bigger than before, but he was wrong. One mistake and crack! Sound of the stem cracking.
His older brothers that saw him immediately reported to Momma about what happened. Getting fed up with all the guilt, Eliel started to shed tears. He cried even harder when Momma came to him, even when she gave her gentle reassurance while calling his name: ELIEL HEARST.
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Nivian, widely known in her school, was so popular that when she was accompanying Momma to shop at the mall one day, she was randomly accosted by her schoolmates. Five times. On the same day.
“Oh, hi! Whatcha doin’ here? Say hi to my Momma. Momma, this is my classmate,” she would say.
However, forasmuch as the sprout at the backyard were growing beautifully, Nivian had been at home on those days. She would watch the plant from upstairs, right from her bedroom window. She wanted to get acquainted with the plant too. As she spent more time observing it, she began to notice subtle changes that she couldn’t hold the urge to talk about it to her classmates.
“You know what? We’re planting a big tree! Yes, a treehouse! Once it’s built, I would definitely invite you guys to come over and have a sleepover party there. What? No! You wouldn’t fall down! Take back those words.”
Just as she let out the chatter, she realized that she was talking during class, and that’s when her teacher firmly called her name: NIVIAN SLOANE HEARST.
It was time for a school trip! That day, the main destination that Eirlys couldn’t wait any longer to visit was the museum. It was not the artsy museum that showcases paintings and sculptures, but instead, they offer their very own duplicates of flora and fauna from all over the world—which Eirlys was so excited about!
And since growing a tree had been the hot topic in her house, she was willing to find the closest duplicate of the same plant that she can find in the museum. Her heart longed to see how the tree would possibly turn out in the end.
But it’s Eirlys, anyway. She didn’t go straight into the flora area and got distracted by a huge dinosaur skeleton. I must take a picture of this, she mumbled. One minute later, all of her family members had seen the same skeleton. It was when her teacher lost her, and her name was mentioned through the loudspeaker: EIRLYS AIFE HEARST.
“Carthen, your older brothers and sisters are on their final week, would you help me take care of the younger ones?”
During the busy days, Carthen was the one Momma trusted the most to look after the house, including his younger siblings. Momma would leave some money for them to go out and have fun, with one condition: everyone must come back home safely.
You get the idea of what happens on those times. Carthen would be overly protective towards the little ones, that not even a single thing could touch and hurt them. Because of this, one of his younger brothers made him his own badge for being their bodyguard, with his name written on it: CARTHEN SAGEAPH HEARST.
The Hearsts wouldn’t say Corgi is lazy. No, she’s definitely not—we just say that she has a ‘pretty limited’ energy. To us, she’s that one sibling who loves herself the most, but is still proud to become a part of the family.
She didn’t care that much about the whole thing happening in the backyard: growing a tree, taking care of the seed, et cetera. But, as soon as she heard about building a treehouse, that was when she started to daydream.
“Oh, wouldn’t it be fun to live on that treehouse?”
“Imagine a fine afternoon spent on top of that tree, with the soothing wind and the sound of chirping birds.”
“Books! Yes, books. The treehouse is perfect for me to live in my fictional worlds.”
The rest of her longings was kept in her customized pink diary. It’s got a key to open the book, which has a butterfly-shaped keychain with her name—also written in pink: CORGI PUPINIA HEARST.
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Meet, Aether. The number one reason why chaos happens in the house of Hearst. Mostly not a serious one, but still, he has the ability of getting his own siblings on their nerves.
Just as the whole family were informed that Momma was going to grow a tree in their backyard, everyone was busy talking about it; it seemed that they were too excited and that no other topic thrilled them as it did.
And so, Aether asked, “What happened?”
One of his siblings explained that they were going to have a tree, a big one. But then, Aether asked again, “Tree?”
“Yep, possibly a huge one.”
“You mean the whole trunk, the branches, and the leaves—all of it will be there, in our backyard?”
“Yes, Aether. One more question and I’ll kick you out of this house.”
That’s when the sibling battle begins. Don’t worry, it’s not any further than attacking one another with plushies. You can see that Aether is actually a big baby by seeing the name tag that was hung to one of it: AETHER DAECALUS HEARST.