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Chapter 4
Getting more independent.

By Rasmine

The next day she woke later than usual.  It was normal for her, though, when she went out at night.  I can't keep that up.  She had forgotten to set the alarm. 

Pat jumped out of bed, pulled on a robe, and ran out the door.  Running down the stairs, she reached the kitchen in record time.  She gasped.
Gene had cooked pancakes all by himself!  He saw her and started breathing hard looking scared. 

“Calm down, Gene,” she walked over to the table and sat down.  She cut a piece of pancake and stuck it in her mouth.  It was cold but otherwise perfect!
“Gene these are good.  Cold, but good.”

He gripped the sides of the table where he sat.  “They’re cold!  Oh lord!”  He started hyperventilating again. 

“Stop that.  How about when I cook?  It’s always cold, you just stick it in the microwave.”  She got up and put her pancakes in.  He was having a damn panic attack!  Maybe if I just eat the pancakes and show him how delicious they are, he’ll stop.  Usually, when he freaked out, she would send him to his room, to yell, scream, or cry it out. 

Pat got up when the microwave beeped its readiness.  She sat down and proceeded to eat the pancake.  She didn’t even have to fake liking it—it was delicious! “Gene, these are awesome!”

His breathing calmed down and he smiled.  He picked up his plate and moved to the microwave. 

“Wait, I’ll do it.”  Pat took his plate and Gene went back to the table.  She didn’t want him doing much else.  He would screw it up.  When it was done she set it out in front of him.

She sat back down knowing hers was now cold.
 

Author Notes Prologue: Patty is 12 and watching her younger disabled brother, Eugene. She wants to play but needs to take care of him. He falls from a tree, as she smiles.
Chapter 1: Gene and Patty are now adults. She still cares for him because she promised her dying mother.
Chapter 2: Pat wants to know why Gene is interested in the 'Southington Stabber'.
We get a glimpse into his thoughts.
Chapter 3: Pat wakes up in a panic. She takes the car and picks up a stranger in the city.
Continued.


Chapter 5
Who is the Southington Stabber?

By Rasmine

They were in the car heading to Gene’s therapy appointment a day later.  He bent over and flipped on the radio.  The news was on. 

Jesus, he has to put the radio on now! “We’re almost there, Gene.  Don’t put the radio on now.”

“Patty, it’s about the Southington Stabber.  Let’s listen.”

Blah, he always gets his way. Pat blew a breath out of tight lips. 

“The Southington Stabber has struck again.  A body has been found near Newtown bridge in Eltown.  He was repeatedly stabbed in the abdomen, as were the victims before him.”

Dang!  The most painful way to die. Pat licked her lips as she drove into the doctor’s driveway.  She wished Gene wasn’t so interested in this.

“The man was estimated to be dead about two days.  Newtown Bridge has been shut down until further notice.  Now back to Lou.”

She bent down and turned off the radio.  “Now go before you are late.  I'll see you in an hour.”

Gene touched her arm.  “The Southington Stabber has not been found.  I want you to be careful, Patty, when you go out at night.  I know you went out; I heard you.”

Crap!  He wasn’t supposed to know I went out.  I thought he was asleep. “Don’t worry about me, Gene.  I’ll be fine.”

“A man in the waiting room, last week, said it could be someone that has an anxiety disorder, and maybe they can’t even remember.  I have a lot of anxiety.”

She glanced at him, he was looking at her.  His blue eyes were big.  She grinned at him.  He can't think it's him? “I don’t think it’s you, Gene.  Is that what you think, that it could be you?”

“I don’t know.  I forget sometimes – you know that.”

She looked forward and licked her lips again.  Yeah, sure.  A man who was too anxious to go outside of the house alone is the Southington Stabber. “Well, I know it’s not you.”

“My therapist doesn’t think so either.”  He got out of the car and grinned at her. 

She watched him walk towards the door; he turned and waved before entering the building.  If I don't stay here and watch him open the door and go in, he would freak out.  She had an hour – she wondered if she could find anyone to talk to.
 

Author Notes Prologue: Patty is 12 and watching her younger disabled brother, Eugene. She wants to play but needs to take care of him. He falls from a tree, as she smiles.
Chapter 1: Gene and Patty are now adults. She still cares for him because she promised her dying mother.
Chapter 2: Pat wants to know why Gene is interested in the 'Southington Stabber'.
We get a glimpse into his thoughts.
Chapter 3: Pat wakes up in a panic. She takes the car and picks up a stranger in the city.
Chapter 4: Gene makes a pancake breakfast on his own. Pat is impressed.
Continued.


Chapter 6
Gene, do not fall apart!

By Rasmine

For days they watched the news, to see if there was a missing person.  There wasn’t.  Gene would always glance at Patty after she turned the news off.  He panicked in a way that made her pray he wouldn’t say anything. 

On the fourth day of their intense screening of the news, there was a report of a Theodore Ned Korst that had gone missing.  The station flashed a photo of him and asked if anyone saw him to call.  Patty quickly turned it off. 

“That was him,” Gene simply said.  He started to breath fast and hit the sofa with his fist.  He got up and started walking back and forth hitting himself in the head. 

“Okay, Gene, stop.”  She got up and stood in front of him, blocking his path.  Putting both hands on his shoulders, she looked him intently in the eyes.  “Gene, they never will find him down there, okay?”

His breathing worsened and his lower lip trembled. 

“Did anyone see us?”

He raised his shoulders in an awkward shrug and then visibly relaxed.  He wiped his eyes with his sleeve and gave a nervous laugh.  “I don’t think so, Patty.”

She didn’t let go of his shoulders.  One thing, she could not have her brother fall apart on her.  He couldn’t ever blab this.  “You can’t tell a person about this, okay?  Not even your therapist – NO ONE!  Is that clear?  If you do, they will lock you up.  Remember, I found YOU with the body, not the other way around.  You had the blood on your hands – not mine.  They will arrest you, maybe even execute you.”

Gene nodded, the dried tears now becoming moist again.  She never talked to him like this.  He was more scared  of his sister at that point, then the Southington Stabber.  He felt a little release of his urine and stopped it, but still needed the bathroom badly. 

“I have to go to the bathroom, Patty. Please, let me go,” he said barely above a whisper. 

“Go, then, and good night.”   

                                                                                           ***
Over the next few days, there were two more stabbings.  Gene seemed to calm down like he forgot about the man rotting in their cellar.  Every time Patty walked through the side door where the basement stairs were, she smelled an awful smell.  She knew what it was – decay.  There was an opening under the cellar door, that was where the smell was coming from.  She stuffed some fabric under the door to block the smell but it still hit her nostrils the following morning. 

“Gene, do you smell that?”

He frowned.  “No.”

She looked upset.  “You don’t smell that?”

He took a deep breath and shook his head.  “No, I smell nothing.”

They continued out the door.  She tried to laugh it off, but still didn’t feel better.  You could even smell a bit of the odor when she locked the side door.  If anyone smelled this, they may investigate.

“Well, let’s go.  You don’t want to be late for your appointment.” 
 



 

Author Notes Thank you, booklotto, for your artwork.

Again, I can't find chapters, so just enjoy what you can find in my profile.

Gene is physically and emotionally disabled and left in the care of his sister, Patty when their parents die. No one knows who the Southington Stabber is, it may be Gene, or it may be Patty. In the last chapter, they buried a body they found with Gene's hands all bloody. Maybe they are both innocent and he just happened upon the dead body. Now continued.


Chapter 6
Bloody Woods

By Rasmine

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.

Gene’s appointment had been canceled for the day.  They had tried to inform him, but they had already left home.  Gene ran outside trying to catch his sister before she pulled away, but he missed her.  Taking a deep breath, he sat down on the curb. 

Maybe I could practice being alone outside.  I never could do that before, but I really think I can finally take a walk.  He stood up, trying to remember Dr. Chris’s words. 

“Gene, you can do this without Patty.  Just believe in yourself.” 

He walked across the parking lot.  His sister probably went shopping so he had time.  Gulping in air, he forced the hyperventilation to stop.  He giggled as he stepped onto the sidewalk.  I can do it!  Dr. Chris was right, I don’t need Patty!

He walked slowly at first, glancing back at the clinic.  The park started at the end of the street.  I want to walk in the woods by myself!  He smiled and continued toward the park.  If I panic, I will try what Dr. Chris says’ and try to deal with it myself.  Won’t Patty be surprised?  He grinned as he entered the park and woods. 

The birds sang lightly, as squirrels busied themselves with nuts.  He walked on and then noticed movement.  There are people up ahead, maybe I should turn around.  No!  He put his hand on a tree and willed himself to breathe normally.  After a few minutes of panic crawling up his throat, he swallowed and relaxed.  The attack passed as he took his next step. 

He must have walked past the people because the next instant that he remembered was standing above a bloodied body.  The hyperventilation came in spurts, there were lights flashing before his eyes, and he felt light-headed.  He needed to get back.  Patty would be waiting.  Tears coursed down his cheeks as he knelt by the body. 

That was when he noticed that his blue tee shirt wasn’t so aqua colored anymore.  A bright splash of crimson stained it.  He noticed the knife.  Gene reached out, and noted his hands were blood colored.  Again, the lights came shooting in his vision and he put his hand out to stop himself from blacking out.  He heard someone coming through the woods.  Tears sprung to his eyes. 

“What the hell?”  His sister stood there.  

What was she doing here?  But she would know what to do.  He looked at her desperately. 

“Gene, what did you do?”  She glanced at the body of a man with black hair and then slowly at her brother. 

Oh, my god, I am the Southington Stabber!  He felt his eyes fill with tears. 
                                                                                ***
Patty considered Gene’s eyes.  They were large and full of innocence.  Perhaps he had just happened on the body, but he had the blood all over him.  They will think my brother is the killer.  I can’t let that happen.  He looked so small and helpless…  She smiled. 

“It will be okay.”  More than okay.

“Patty, I…I won’t do it again.”

“It’s okay, we need to get rid of the evidence.” 
                                                                                ***
As she walked to the car, she gave thanks that no one was around.  She pulled the duffel bag to her, and then noted two people were coming in her direction.  Stay with the body, Gene, please!  They walked by without a notice of her.  She sighed, grabbed the duffel bag, and headed back to the woods. 

When she got back to Gene, she looked frantically around.  No one was there.  She sighed again and went to work.  Unzipping the bag, she pulled out a huge green blanket.  She spread it over the body. 

“Help me, Gene, throw leaves over the blanket.  We will come here tonight to get the body.”

Gene helped her without a word.  First, she had him clean his hands on an old rag that she had.  After about fifteen minutes, they were done. 

Patty stood back and surveyed the scene.  “Okay, come on.”  She looked all around no one was there.  Thank god!  “Let’s go, Gene, we will come back around twelve or so tonight.”

“I don’t…I hope…maybe I didn’t do it?”

“Let’s go.  Now!”  She walked over and put a finger under his chin.  “Don’t say a word about this to anyone, not even Dr. Chris, okay?”

He nodded his compliance and took her jacket.  He put it on then swallowed.  "Okay, I'm ready," he said in a small voice.

They quietly walked away. 
 

Author Notes Prologue: Patty is 12 and watching her younger disabled brother, Eugene. She wants to play but needs to take care of him. He falls from a tree, as she smiles.
Chapter 1: Gene and Patty are now adults. She still cares for him because she promised her dying mother.
Chapter 2: Pat wants to know why Gene is interested in the 'Southington Stabber'.
We get a glimpse into his thoughts.
Chapter 3: Pat wakes up in a panic. She takes the car and picks up a stranger in the city.
Chapter 4: Gene makes a pancake breakfast on his own. Pat is impressed.
Chapter 5: Pat drives Gene to see his therapist.
Continued.
Continued.


Chapter 7
Perfect Place to Hide a Body

By Rasmine

When Eugene went to bed, Pat set his alarm clock for twelve-thirty.  She made sure she set hers and then lay down for a couple hours of sleep.  Where could they dump the body?  Every time she closed her eyes, they popped open with the fussing from her mind.  At one point, she started to drift off, when the answer jerked her to a sitting up position.  If a body was hidden in almost plain sight, it was most sure not to get found! The closer it was to home, the more she could keep an eye on it.  She sat hugging her knees. 

“Yeah, right in this very house.”  The cellar would do nicely.  It was dirt floor, which was awesome.  The authorities needed a search warrant to venture inside.  Perfect!  They could just let the corpse rot under the dirt in a shallow grave.  Not too shallow, though, or strangers walking on the sidewalk, or their neighbors would notice the putrid, rotting smell.  The smell of death would drive Gene crazy.  Another thing she thought as she lay down, Gene better keep his mouth shut!  Sleep soon found her. 
                                                                                                ***
Gene lay awake.  He heard his sister say, ‘Right in this very house'.  How could he not tell Dr. Chris about this if it started hurting his progress?  I was walking alone in the woods!  Telling his psychologist is important.  I have to tell him!  But what if I’m the Southington Stabber?  I’ll be put on death row and executed by lethal injection.  He loves  these murder mystery shows on the Realtime channel.  Especially ‘Death Row Waiting.’  It is all about mass murderers and how they are punished.  He thought about how he would love to be the cop arresting the bad guys.  But what if I'm the bad guy?

Glancing at his clock, he sat up and pushed the covers off.  It was only ten-thirty and he wanted to watch the news.  He needed to know if someone discovered the body. 
                                                                                                ***
No one had discovered the body.  He told his sister about it.  She seemed a little annoyed that he didn’t get any sleep. 

“Gene, you need your rest.  What if you are too tired to help me tonight?”  She stepped on the gas a little more, then slowed.  “I don’t want a ticket,” she let out a small laugh, “not tonight, that’s for sure.”

They sailed by Gene’s counselling center, and she neatly rounded the corner.  She parked as close to the woods as she could.  Earlier she placed a large tarp in the trunk.  They looked around and then ran into the woods. 

“Good thing there is no moonlight, huh?” Gene said as she flicked on the flashlight. 

“Why would you say that?”

He cleared his throat.  “Well, a character on ‘Death Row Waiting,’ said it was best to hide evidence when the moon was not out.”

“Gene, I don’t know why you watch that trash.”

“I wanted to be a cop when I was younger, you know that.”

“Yeah.”  She laughed as they walked up to the mound where the body lay buried under leaves and twigs.  Pat indicated the body.  “But what if you had become your first suspect?”  She shone the flashlight on him and reveled as his face fell. 

They had brought all kinds of things per Gene’s request.  He worried about fingerprints, bloody leaves, and so on.  They decided that they would really clean up the area and fast. 

Wrapping the body in the tarp, they removed any trace of a murdered body.  Then they commenced carrying the dead man out – Gene had insisted that they not drag it.  He said it would leave a trail. 

They walked as quietly as they could throughout the dense foliage, then out of the park.  No one was around as they hurried to the car. 
                                                                                                ***
On the car ride home, she told Gene where they would bury the body. Gene didn’t say anything.  But he did notice a slight odor coming from the trunk. 

“Patty, it will smell.”

“I know Gene, that is why we will bury it.  Thank god, that the cellar has a dirt floor, can you imagine how hard it would be if it was cement?”

He smiled.  Sometimes Patty could be very funny. 
                                                                                                ***
When they arrived home, they carried the corpse inside and down into the cellar.  They dug for two hours to get a hole deep enough.  They dug about four feet.  No one should smell the decomposition. 

Patty climbed out and lent Gene a hand.  He got out and stood there watching as Patty rolled the tarp with the body in it over the top.  It landed with a small thud.  She glanced at Gene as she picked up her shovel.  He did likewise. 

When they finished, they both went upstairs and straight to bed.  It was five-thirty and just starting to get light. 
 

Author Notes Prologue: Patty is 12 and watching her younger disabled brother, Eugene. She wants to play but needs to take care of him. He falls from a tree, as she smiles.
Chapter 1: Gene and Patty are now adults. She still cares for him because she promised her dying mother.
Chapter 2: Pat wants to know why Gene is interested in the 'Southington Stabber'.
We get a glimpse into his thoughts.
Chapter 3: Pat wakes up in a panic. She takes the car and picks up a stranger in the city.
Chapter 4: Gene makes a pancake breakfast on his own. Pat is impressed.
Chapter 5: Pat drives Gene to see his therapist.
Chapter 6: Gene's appointment is canceled and so he decides to practice walking outside without his sister. He walks in the park woods near his therapist's office. He blacks out to awaken with a dead body.
Continued.


Chapter 7
Do not hurt feelings!

By Rasmine

After Sensei Goldie and I, Flower Power sat and ate, another lesson was taught.

"Flower, do you know that eating vegetables and fruit are good for you? They make you strong." Goldie held up her leg and made a muscle.

Flower copied her and made a muscle using both leaves.

They both laughed and ate their last bite. Then they drank their milk.

"Milk is also good for you. Makes your bones and teeth strong." She bared her teeth and they both laughed. "You have a milk mustache."

Flower Power laughed. "So, do you!" He said this while wiping his off.

"You know we will use this for a lesson. If you laugh at me for having a milk mustache, you may have one yourself. So, maybe you should look in a mirror before laughing at someone else. Do you know why?"

He put his napkin down and frowned. "You mean look in a mirror before laughing at another being?"

The golden dragonfly shook her head. "No, I mean look at yourself inside, because you may make fun of someone else when it is you also." She held up one of her legs. "I could point, but when my claw points at you, the little leg spurs point back at me. So, when you point at someone and laugh with your leaf, the points on the leaf point at you."

Flower Power pointed his leaf at Sensei and saw that the lines in the leaf pointed right back at him. He slowly nodded.

"Unless the laughter is by both, it could hurt someone's feelings. For example, if you do not look like others and they laugh at you because of something you cannot change, your feelings may be hurt. Do you see?"

Flower Power looked down. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt someone's feelings. "I'm sorry, Sensei, for laughing cause you had a milk mustache."

Goldie laughed. "I am not hurt, but it could hurt another if it was for some other reason. Like if someone does not have a mother or father and others laugh at them because of that."

Flower looked up and frowned. That would be awful to laugh at--it would hurt. "I see, Sensei."

"Now time for dessert," Goldie said.


Author Notes MKFlood will be back in a few chapters.

Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.)


Chapter 8
Clean can be fun!

By Rasmine

“Flower, did you take a shower today?”

“Yes,” he frowned.  What lesson was this about?

“It is very good to be clean.  To clean your body at least every other day.  I’m wondering if you cleaned your lily pad?”

Flower looked back at the lily pad he had been using for a room while learning from Goldie.  It was a bit of a mess.  He hadn’t thought it was important.

“It is important to keep clean in everything you do.”

“Yes, Sensei.”

“If you go to someone’s house, and you make a mess, you clean it up.”

Flower smiled.  He knew that Goldie was right on that.  When he was younger, his friend Scenty came over and knocked over the milk.  He didn’t clean it up, but Flower's mother had.  Later that night, Scenty came back with his mother.  She made her son say he was sorry, and finish the dishes. 

“Okay, Sensei."  He picked up a broom that Hoppy, the frog servant, handed him.  Then he flew over to his pad and got busy. 
                                                                                                                    ***
After dusting, sweeping, making the bed, and putting the trash where it was supposed to go, he sat down.  He smiled at his clean lily pad.  The cleaning wasn’t a lot of fun, but the results were.  He felt happy now that it was clean, but now he smelled bad.  Ugh! Now he needed a shower.   

He lay down for a few seconds after his shower.  He wouldn’t want to get his bed dirty.  He sat up when Goldie hovered over his pad. 

“May I land on your pad?”

“Sure, you don’t have to ask.”

“Flower Power, it is good to ask, because what if you were still in the shower?”

The daisy thought about this.  “Yes, I see.”

Goldie smiled and looked around.  “You did a good job!  This is even cleaner than when you first came.  Thank you.”  Goldie bowed. 

Flower bowed back.  They smiled at each other.
 

Author Notes Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Continued.


Chapter 9
A Big Surprise is Commencing!

By Rasmine

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of sexual content.

Patty kept smelling the rotting body every time she left the side door or came in that entrance.  Gene kept insisting he smelled nothing.  After a week, the smell subsided.  She put into account that her brother probably couldn’t handle the smell, and therefore blocked it out.  Thank God, for her nightly excursions to find someone to talk to, this was an extreme situation and it was her only relief.  Also, talking to someone was very beneficial. 

At times, she would drive to the mall to just get out.  Gene would play video games in the center of the mall, and she would venture off to talk to someone or just shop.  One of these times, they had gone to celebrate the ending of the terrible rotting smell. 

She dropped him off in the middle of the mall.  Finally, he could be by himself for a while without her.  Pat smiled at him, then walked off towards NR Nickels department store. She needed someone to talk to. 

An older woman, around her mother’s age when she died was in the doorway, but that isn’t what she wanted.  She walked by NR Nickels and kept walking.  Store by store went by until she saw who she would talk to. 

He was a very good-looking older gentleman standing by a rack of denim coats.  Pat licked her lips and entered the sporty clothing store.  She approached him.

“Hello, do you like denim?”

“Yeah, I love it.  A very durable fabric, and warm in the winter.”  He glanced at her and stared at the way she was covering her hair.  “Why do you cover your hair like that?”

She sucked in her breath and thought quickly.  No one ever asked her that.  “Um…I just want it to go a certain way.”

“Oh.”  He smiled. 

Perfect teeth in a handsomely suntanned face.  His black hair framed it well, and his brown eyes pierced hers.  He was stunning. She walked closer to him and let her leg touch his.

“Do you want to go for a walk?”  Pat let her hand travel down his stomach and stop just before his pant line.  She smiled seductively and walked slowly out the store.  Stopping by the window, she glanced worriedly inside.  Maybe he wouldn’t take the bait…  A triumphant smile spread across her countenance as she watched him walk towards the door.
                                                                                                ***
Gene went to the antique Pac Man machine.  This was an old game, and he couldn’t believe it was still working.  Sitting on the seat, he slid in a coin and started playing.  He briefly looked up and saw his sister with a stranger.  He would finish this game and then go see where they went.  Guess she has a boyfriend, he didn’t know that.  Maybe they were just going for a walk or something, but they were headed outside.  The man may try to hurt her... but first he would finish this game.  He knew Patty could take care of herself.
                                                                                                ***
Lou Rivera didn’t understand why they had to stop by her car.  If she wanted a good time, the woods were a lot better than her car in plain sight.  He watched her reach in and take out a duffel bag, well, maybe there was a blanket in it.  It would be a bit more comfortable then laying on the pine needles.  Boy, she was a gorgeous woman!  He reached out a hand to put it on her waist but she pulled away.  Strange, she wouldn’t let him touch her, well, maybe she would once they got out of the vision of the shoppers.  The vibe she was giving was very intense and he hardened to it.  He must get that silly net off her hair, though.  One thing, that really turned him on was running his hand through a woman’s hair. 

“Let’s go,” she simply said after slamming the car door.  She didn’t even look at him as they walked towards the woods. 

Maybe she was a pro and expected to be paid.  Shit!  Well, he did have some cash, not a lot, but…  He shook his head, why wasn't she hot the way she was in the store.  She seemed in a world of her own.  He decided he would try to kiss her.  They were kind of out of sight of everyone.  He put his hand on her shoulder and smiled. 

She pulled away and turned wildly toards him, looking almost afraid.  She recovered and seemed to force a smile. 

“Wait until we get deeper in the woods.  Then,” she turned, “I have a big surprise for you – a real big one.”

He grinned wondering what the surprise was.  Maybe she was a lion during sex.  His manhood was starting to throb and he couldn’t wait.
 

Author Notes Thank you, bd shutterspeed, for your photo.

Again, I can't find chapters, so just enjoy what you can find in my profile.

Gene is physically and emotionally disabled and left in the care of his sister, Patty when their parents die. No one knows who the Southington Stabber is, it may be Gene, or it may be Patty. In the last chapter, they buried a body they found with Gene's hands all bloody. Maybe they are both innocent and he just happened upon the dead body. Patty continues smelling the rotting corpse they buried in the cellar. Now continued.


Chapter 9
Differences are beautiful!

By Rasmine

“Flower, there are differences all over, and it is so beautiful.”

“Differences?”

“Yes.”

Flower thought about these words as he walked around the pond for exercise.  His leg-leaves needed exercise as well as all of him.  Sensei Goldie says exercise and playing are good for living beings. 

He noted some odd-looking daisies on the side of the pond.  He decided to introduce himself and walked over, his cape flying in the wind. 

“Hello, I haven’t noticed you before.  I’m Flower Power, pleased to meet you.”  He was curious to why they had yellow petals and a brown face.  He was eager to learn about all life and to enjoy all the differences.

“Hi.  I’m Leonora, and this is Simone.”  She jangled her bracelets and twisted her necklace. 

He frowned.  “I’m a daisy, but I never met other daisies with yellow petals before.”

Simone piped up.  “We aren’t daisies!  We are black-eyed-Susans.”

He wanted to protect all floral – no, all life.  Did it matter that they were a different color? No! He stuck out a leaf. 

“Pleased to meet you.”

They all shook leaves. 

“Why do you wear a cape?  You don’t need a cape, it’s not even cold out.”

He puffed up his chest and started to tell them who he is.  “I’m a su –.“  The words of Sensei Goldie had him stop.  It wasn’t nice to brag about how good you are.  He didn’t need others to praise him anymore. 

“It’s just a cape, that’s all.”

Leonora and Simone exchanged glances and then both burst out laughing. 

“Are you a superhero or something?” Leonora asked.

Simone leaned close to her friend, “He will probably say ‘yes’.” 

They both laughed again. 

Flower smiled at them, and noticed he didn’t even feel angry.  He shook his head.  “Not nice to make fun of another being.  I have to be going.”  Nodding politely, he walked off. 

The sun shone down on him and he smiled at Paddy Frog jumping by with two of his babies hopping behind him.  He nodded with a smile.  They had just emerged from the water and were learning to hop. 

“Goldie is looking for you, Flower.”  Paddy Frog croaked back on the breeze. 

Oh no!  He was supposed to have a lesson.  He would fly back across the pond.  He bent down and jumped off the ground, flying right over the two black-eyed Susans.  He didn’t want to try to show-off, but if they needed help with anything ....  He sunk back to the ground in front of Leonora and Simone. 

“Flower Power at your service.  If you need me, just call.  I’ll hear you.”  He bent back down and took off heading to Goldie’s lily pad.  


 
 

Author Notes Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Continued.


Chapter 10
What to believe?

By Rasmine

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.

Gene raised a hand in victory and grinned.  He was now on the list as the top winners in Pac Man.  He couldn’t wait to tell his sister. 

He headed to the door, walked outside, took a huge breath, and walked to the vehicle.  No one was in it, he looked around, and then headed towards the woods.  Patty liked nature and especially the woods, so maybe they went for a walk.  He knew about a pond but didn’t know if his sister knew.  It couldn’t hurt to check.  He put his hands in his pockets, bit his lower lip, and entered the forest. 

He walked on through the foliage, until he heard what he thought was a scream.  Maybe the man was hurting his sister, so he started to run.  Up ahead he saw them … then everything went black. 
                                                                                                ***
When everything came light again, Gene looked around.  He was still standing which was odd. There was the Latino man lying at his feet with multiple stab wounds.  He glanced down at his sister who was kneeling over the dead man.  The knife was on the ground next to the body.  She had been crying; the hair net askew on her head. 

“Patty, did you…did you kill him?”

“No, you did.”  She glared at her younger brother.

He started hyperventilating.  How could he have killed him?  Patty probably did it, and was blaming him.  But anyhow people would find the body, but what if he really did... 

“We’ll bury the body, Gene.” 

He nodded and swallowed.

They took turns digging a deep hole, and looking out for people coming close to the woods.  No one ever parked close to the trees, though, it would defeat the purpose of parking near to the mall.  After a few hours, they dumped the body in the hole they dug, covered it, and washed up in the pond. 

“Gene, don’t say anything about this, okay?”  She was folding up her blanket and stuffed it into the duffel bag.  “Now, let’s go.” 

It was now dark out, and their car was the closest to the forest.  Hopefully, no one will see them. 
 
 

Author Notes Thank you, CammyCards, for your awesome photo! :)

Again, I can't find chapters, so just enjoy what you can find in my profile.

Gene is physically and emotionally disabled and left in the care of his sister, Patty when their parents die. No one knows who the Southington Stabber is, it may be Gene, or it may be Patty. In the last chapter, they buried a body they found with Gene's hands all bloody. Maybe they are both innocent and he just happened upon the dead body. Patty continues smelling the rotting corpse they buried in the cellar. When the smell finally dissipates, they celebrate by going to the mall. Patty meets someone to talk to. Now continued.


Chapter 10
Be proud of who you are!

By Rasmine

Flower Power told Goldie all about the Black-eyed Susans. Then he told her how he landed in front of them and introduced himself even though they laughed at him.

“That is good Flower, you did not brag, but you also let them know you can help them.  And you did not get upset when they laughed at you.”  She rubbed her chin, then continued.  “You know you are different.  You did not lie to them; you can hear them better than others.  You can zero in and see better than others.  Your senses are more developed than other beings.  It is stronger in you, and you can fly!  Do you know any other daisies that can fly?”

“No.”  He always felt different from others, and he felt like hiding.  But if he could help…. He grinned at Sensei.  “Sometimes I felt very strange and wanted to hide.”

“No, Flower, no one should ever hide who they are.  But you are different, too, and in a good way.  You can help others.  You are truly a superhero.”

“I always thought there was something wrong with me.”

Goldie smiled sadly.  “Yes, many beings think that they are weird because they are different, but that is what makes them special!  You thought you were not good enough because you could fly.”

“Yes, I did.  Until I flew and brought Scenty to the hospital when the human child pulled off his petals.  He was fine, by the way.  They reattached them.”

“Good for him.  It was good that you were there, and you used your special talent to help him.”

Flower Power smiled feeling good about himself and how he could help other beings.

“Never use this power to hurt others or to make yourself look better than others.”

“Yes, Sensei.”

Goldie smiled and waved a wing across the pond.  “And you can help to bring out others' talents in them so everyone feels good about themselves.”

“Yeah.”  He felt excited about this. 

Sensei Goldie and Flower Power sat in silence and happiness watching the life all around them.
 
 
 

Author Notes Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Chapter nine: Flower Power meets Black-eyes Susan's.
Continued.


Chapter 11
Everyone deserves respect.

By Rasmine

Sensei Goldie, a golden dragonfly, and Flower Power, a superhero daisy, sit and overlook the pond.  

“Flower, there are many differences in the world.”

“Yes, you have told me.” 

“But there is one I did not tell you about.  You can walk, talk, bend down, and sit.  Some cannot do this.”

Flower Power looked at his teacher with a frown.  “But Sensei Goldie, I have never seen this, just difference in the bodies.”

“Well, this is different, Flower.  Their bodies do not work the same way as others.  Some cannot walk well, or at all.  They walk with sticks or ride in special chairs.”

The daisy looked sad.  “Oh.”

“Even floral do, people, insects, and fish.”  Goldie indicated the pond. 

Flower followed her hand.  Suddenly the pond water divided in half and Flower saw a large gold fish.  His or her bottom half was in a kind of chair with fins for a fish to use to propel through the water.  Then the water closed. 

Drawing in a breath, Flower looked at Goldie. 

The golden dragonfly pointed.  “Look!”

Flower Power glanced quickly and saw an army of ants marching by on the opposite shore.  He used his special sight to see this far.  One of the ants was missing some legs.  The ant was being pushed by another ant in a chair with wheels, not unlike the goldfish's chair.  Flower looked sadly at his sensei. 

“Some have disabilities that we can see, and other have them that we cannot see, like a sick heart or lungs.  They deserve to be treated like everyone else.  Also, no feeling sorry for them.  They are very strong to live with disabilities.”

Flower got an image in his head at that point.  In the image, he was handing a sugar cube to the ant in a wheelchair.  They both smiled at each other.
 

Author Notes Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets a lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Chapter nine: Flower Power meets Black-eyed Susan's.
Chapter ten: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about why he is a superhero.
Continued.


Chapter 11
Take care of self

By Rasmine

The next evening Patty headed out to find someone to talk to.  She knew what ‘talking’ entailed, but it was a release for her.  All these years of taking care of Gene, cleaning up his messes, talking him out of panic attacks, moving things out of the way when he used to have seizures, of watching him and not paying attention to her wants and needs, she needed an outlet.  The stress sometimes took over and she couldn’t breathe!  When she got the person all alone, got the blanket out of her duffel bag, they would pay attention to her and only her.  She would give them the biggest, sensual surprise of their life – it would be total relief. 
                                                                                                ***
Gene watched his sister drive off.  He sat down slowly on his bed.  After frowning, he reached over for a notebook.  Taking tabs of the Southing Stabbers murders was becoming one of his hobbies.  Opening the notebook, he wrote the time and a question mark.  He couldn’t be the Southington Stabber if another murder happened this night, but he thought he knew who. 

Finally, he put the notebook under his boombox where Pat wouldn’t discover it, and then lay down. 
                                                                                                ***
The next day another victim had been found out in the open park.  The police said that the killer was getting messy, and hopefully, it wouldn’t be long before there was an arrest.  Gene noted the person was allegedly killed an hour after Patty left.  If she was trying to get him to believe he was the murderer, he would have to protect himself.  He would have to tell Dr. Chris. 
 

Author Notes Thank you, Liilia, for your awesome art!

Again, I can't find chapters, so just enjoy what you can find in my profile.

Gene is physically and emotionally disabled and left in the care of his sister, Patty when their parents die. No one knows who the Southington Stabber is, it may be Gene, or it may be Patty. In the last chapter, they buried a body they found with Gene's hands all bloody. Maybe they are both innocent and he just happened upon the dead body. Patty continues smelling the rotting corpse they buried in the cellar. When the smell finally dissipates, they celebrate by going to the mall. Patty meets someone to talk to. Another murder happens outside the mall, in the woods. Who is to blame? Now continued.


Chapter 12
Reality

By Rasmine

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.

“Okay, Gene, are you sure you want to recover a memory?”

“Yes.”

Dr. Chris regarded his patient.  Hypnosis is common to retrieve forgotten memories, but what if he freaks again?  His wife had tried, and then spent the rest of the session trying to calm Gene down and bring him back to reality.  But he has really progressed; perhaps he could handle it this time.

“Okay, Gene.  Take the pillows off the couch and lie down.  Make yourself comfortable.” 
                                                                                      ***
Gene removed the pillows and lay them on the floor.  He spread out on the couch.  He breathed in and out trying to calm himself down as much as he could.  I freaked out the last time, but now it’s imperative that I remember. 

“Okay, Gene.  Listen to the sound of my voice.  Picture a white light going through your whole body, starting with your feet.  Relax your toes … your foot ….  Now feel it travel gently up your legs and into your hips….”  Dr. Chris’s calming words make me feel so safe.  “Stay with me, Gene, don’t fall asleep.”  He turned on a tape of ocean waves.  “Now think of what you want to remember.”

Colors filled his head, and then he saw what he did as a child.  Big green monsters rushed at him.  Oh no! Not them!  He took a deep breath and told them to go – they went. He smiled.  I’m more stronger and braver than before.  I know I can do this!  Breathing in again, he found himself in the woods by his therapist office.  He watched in horror at what transpired.  No! His eyes opened.  I will never say a word to anyone.
                                                                                     ***
Dr. Vered saw this and panicked, but Gene sat there and seemed to calm himself down.  “Gene, do you want to talk about what you saw?”

“I didn’t see anything.”

Chris Vered raised his eyebrows but didn’t question Gene further.  He is really progressing, but then again, what if he has another crisis?  He walked back to his desk and opened a drawer.  He pulled out a phone. 

“Gene, here is a phone.  It’s prepaid for two hours’ time.  If you need me, at any time, call me.”  He put the phone in Gene’s open hand. 

“Thank you,” he smiled and got up to walk out to his waiting sister. 
                                                                                ***
That evening Gene left the television and climbed the stairs to his bedroom.  He didn’t want to see anything about the Southington Stabber. 
He lay down on his bed and promptly fell asleep.
                                                                                                ***
Walking through the woods, Gene felt proud, then saw a person who was the same size and height as his sister.  What is she doing here?  He frowned and followed her.  They walked into a clearing where a man was looking lovingly at his sister.  He watched her reach into the duffel bag and pull out a large butcher knife. 

“Please, y, come here,” the man looked at her and then the knife, “don’t…you wouldn’t, you couldn’t.” 

He watched his sister stab the man repeatedly.  Then she walked over to him and he watched her put the knife in his hands.  She stared into Gene’s eyes and smiled sinisterly as she forced his fingers to hold the handle.  He watched, not being able to move, but now, in a dream, he thought he saw the truth. 
                                                                                                ***
Screaming brought Patty to his room.  “Gene, Gene,” she shook him, “wake up.  Okay, um, let’s get some water.”

He followed her to the kitchen.  When she flipped on the light, he shook the nightmare from his subconsciousness.  I know what is real now.  Reaching out, he took the glass from a smiling Patty. 

After a few sips, he put it down.  “I know what you did, Patty.  You’re the Southington Stabber!”
 
 

Author Notes Thank you, Dick, for your awesome art! :)

Just enjoy what you can find in my profile -- there are chapters in the Flower Power chapters.

Gene is physically and emotionally disabled and left in the care of his sister, Patty when their parents die. No one knows who the Southington Stabber is, it may be Gene, or it may be Patty. In the last chapter, they buried a body they found with Gene's hands all bloody. Maybe they are both innocent and he just happened upon the dead body. Patty continues smelling the rotting corpse they buried in the cellar. When the smell finally dissipates, they celebrate by going to the mall. Patty meets someone to talk to. Another murder happens outside the mall, in the woods. Who is to blame? Gene realizes that his own sister may be the Southington Stabber. He knows that he needs to take care of himself. Now continued.


Chapter 12
Flower Power, superhero to all!

By Rasmine

“Okay, Flower, you are done with your lessons."

Flower Power stood there.  He swallowed and felt tears spring to his eyes.  I can't be done, what was Sensei talking about?

“Your lessons here are complete.  You are ready for your mission of superhero, now.”

The daisy sat down on his lily pad.  It's not mine, anymore.  He looked up at his teacher.

“It’s time for me to go?”

“Yes, Flower.  You know the basic lessons of love, now it is time for you to go and help others."

He took in a deep breath and swallowed.  What am I to do?  “How?”

“Why don’t you go to Grandmother Daisy and get your mask? It may help you to be more confident if no one knows who you are.”

Flower smiled and stood up.  He stood more proudly than he did when he first came.  I am so much more than I was before.  Flower Power looked fondly at his Sensei.  A large smile came over his face, and he pulled Goldie into a huge hug. 

"I will never forget your teachings, Sensei."

“Please, come and visit, Flower, anytime.”  Goldie had tears in her eyes that matched his. 

He turned and got ready to leave the pond.  I am Flower Power, superhero to all!
 

Author Notes Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets a lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Chapter nine: Flower Power meets Black-eyed Susan's.
Chapter ten: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about why he is a superhero.
Chapter eleven: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about disabilities.
Continued.


Chapter 13
Southing Stabber conclusion/epilogue

By Rasmine

Warning: The author has noted that this contains the highest level of violence.

Shit!  “No, I’m not – you are!”

“No, Patty, I did research.  The murders happen around the time you always leave here.”

Patty smiled sarcastically. How could Gene, my mentally disabled brother do research?  “Research?”

“I also did hypnosis with Dr. Chris.  In the memory, I saw you stab the guy in the park woods.”

Shit!  She would have to shut him up.  “Gene that was probably your imagination.  No one will believe you.  I wouldn’t tell anyone.  If you did they would lock you away in an asylum or jail.  Keep your mouth shut!”  She yelled the last sentence.

“No!” he screamed back at her and ran from the room.

He was her brother, but she had to shut him up.  She loved him, but he couldn’t tell anyone.  How could she do that? 

She went after him.  I could lock him in the cellar, but what if he got out?  There were a hundred of places for him to hide in the house, and now he was starting to be able to go out alone.  She headed up the stairs.  Just as she got to the top stair she heard talking.  She followed her brother’s voice.  He was in one of the bedrooms – their parents.  Gently she pushed their door open.  Gene was sitting on the floor.  He was rocking back and forth. 

“Yes, I know who the Southington Stabber is.”

She walked further into the room and he jumped.  Getting up quickly, he dropped the phone.  Patty walked over to it, picked it up, and clicked it closed.

“Cell phone, huh?  Where’d you get it?”

“Dr. Chris.”

“Gene, I’m really sorry about this, but it’s important that you tell no one.”

She walked menacing closer.  Gene pulled himself up, and then ran at her in a football tackle.  He ran out of the door and down the stairs. 

Patty lay on the floor for a second; the breath knocked out of her.  Who would have known, my brother was so strong? She struggled to her feet and took off after Gene.  Running down the stairs taking two at a time she landed on the first floor.  I will need to go as quietly as I can and then hit him.  After I’ll lock him in the cellar.  She looked around and picked up a heavy glass cat off a bookshelf. 
                                                                                                ***
Gene hid in a closet in the hallway.  He needed to get outdoors.  Pat wouldn’t search for him there.  She knows I can go out on my own, but probably figures I’m too weak to do it now.  He slowly and quietly opened the closest door, sweat spreading down his back.  She was nowhere in sight. He inched out and then tiptoed to the kitchen.  He heard sirens getting louder.  Dr. Chris probably called the police.  He ran out and she followed. 

The night air hit his face and he panicked a little, but it was soon gone.  He needed his head to be clear or he may be dead.  He needed to run – she was right on his tail.  The sirens sounded like they were minutes from the house.  Then he tripped.  She grabbed his foot. 

Two police cruisers pulled into their driveway and shined their lights on them both.  Gene cried into the ground.

“Freeze!”

“Officer, I was defending myself from my brother.”

“Get those arms back up there, Ma’am.  Sir, you also get up and raise your hands.”

Gene got up and raised his hands. 

“Are you Gene Campon?”

“Yes.”

“And this is Patty?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, Gene, put your arms down.”

Gene breathed out slowly, as they handcuffed his sister.  She gave him a bewildered look as she was led by him. 

“Sir, there is a body in the basement.  My sister convinced me that I killed him and we hid the man.”

The officer nodded. 
                                                                                EPILOGUE          
Patricia Campon was convicted as the Southington Stabber and put in a maximum-security prison.  She received thirty-five years with no chance of patrol.  She has to attend weekly psychotherapy session.

Eugene Campon continued to live in his parent’s house.  His therapist, Chris Vered, helped him to have a live-in companion.  Gen evidently got a part-time job and a girlfriend.  They were married a year to the day that his sister was handcuffed.  He visited his sister once a week. 

On one occasion, after visiting Patty, he started to walk to his girlfriend’s car.  He had learned to drive after meeting her.  He leaned against the car and stared up at the prison window.  There was a sinister glint to his eyes and a tiny smile appeared on his lips. 

“Thank you, Patty, for taking the blame for what I did.” He turned got into the car and drove off.
                                                                               
 

Author Notes Okay, how many of you thought it was Patty? In the original story, it was Patty. At the end, she was chasing Gene around with a knife. When the police shined the light on them, she whispers to her brother that she will say she was only defending herself. She looked at him with an icy look as they led her to the police car, that could freeze fire. There were too many who knew where I originally headed with this story, so I changed it.
Gene must have remembered the knife plunging in the person in his hypnosis session, not seeing his sister kill anyone. His nightmare must have been his psyche conjuring up an alibi.
Patty's talking to people turned out in this edition to be her sexual outlet. (His sister, the slut.) I tried to show this subtly when she looked at Gene with tears in her eyes outside the mall.
Please let me know if you were surprised that it was Gene. I hope you enjoyed the ride!


Chapter 13
To blow away a tornado

By Rasmine

End of last chapter:

Flower smiled and stood up.  He stood more proudly than he did when he first came.  I am so much more than I was before.  Flower Power looked fondly at his Sensei.  A large smile came over his face, and he pulled Goldie into a huge hug. 

"I will never forget your teachings, Sensei."

“Please, come and visit, Flower, anytime.”  Goldie had tears in her eyes that matched his. 

He turned and got ready to leave the pond.  I am Flower Power, superhero to all!
 
                                                                                                CHAPTER 13
Flower Power flew over the pond, sadly waving to all the friends he made over the weeks.  I can always come and visit, though!

He noticed it was quite dark for the middle of the afternoon.  Strange!  Sensei told him earlier a storm was headed their way – maybe even a tornado!

Now, what do I do?  Hmm, maybe I will go visit Grandmother Daisy, then Rose, and then see how Jay is doing.  Word had spread around the pond about Jay's wife is or was expecting babies!

Whistling as he flew, he couldn’t help feeling happy.  I will spread the lessons I learned from Sensei Goldie to everyone, but I need to be an example. For one thing, I will always use my words and never fists – unless the situation couldn’t be handled with only words.  Acceptance and help for all will be my motto.  Hmm, that is a neat idea, to have a motto!  Bullying, mocking, and making fun of another, is mean, and I need to spread that lesson around.  I will cherish all life --.

Look at that!  He stopped thinking and flying.  Hovering in the air, he watched a large cone-shaped cloud touch the ground. 

“Oh, no! Sensei was right.  A tornado is going to rip through the neighborhood.”

Just then he heard a slight cry.  He zeroed in on the sound, pushing all the noise to one side. 

“My babies! My babies!” A female voice cried. 

“Honey, the tornado touched down near our nest.  All we can do is hope for the best.” 

That’s Jay!  Flower Power used his super-sight to hone in on their location.  In a flash, he headed towards the nest.  He scanned the area, listening for   squawking babies.  He couldn’t quite pick them up with his hearing.  There they are!

“Don’t worry blue jay babies, here I come!”    In no time at all, he scooped them up and clutched them tight to his chest.  Flying faster than ever, he started around the tornado. 

“It’s okay, little ones,” Flower said gently, “your daddy is my friend.  You’ll be with your mommy and daddy in no time.”

The wind was very strong and blew hard against Flower.  He held fast to the babies, hoping he wasn't crushing them.  With his other hand, he pulled his cape over them. 

The wind whipped around him and he blew backward.  That is when he saw a poor cow blowing in the wind.  He would help her after the babies.

“No!”  He pushed with his free hand through the wind.  The other one clutched the frightened baby birds.  He spread his leaf to cover all the babies, and then forced his way through the mighty wind.  I am Flower Power – this tornado will not best me!

Finally, he came out on the other side of the tornado.  Looking back, he saw the poor cow mooing and tossing about.  He turned to a cheering Jay and his wife. 

“Flower Power!” Jay ran over to him and pulled him into a hug. 

“Careful, Jay.”  Flower pulled the cape away to reveal three bird infants with their heads buried into Flower’s stem chest. 

“My babies!” Jay’s wife took her crying kids from Flower Power’s leaf.  She looked tearfully into his eyes.  “Thank you, so much.” 

The poor cow!  Flower said, “I’ll be back later.”  He bent to kiss each baby bird on the head, then he jumped into the sky. 

As Flower entered the tornado, the cow looked at him like he was crazy.

“Hey, get out of here, don’t be stupid.”  The cow mooed and waved his hoof to indicate that Flower should get out now. 

“No!”  It was so loud it was amazing he could hear what the cow said.  He flew over and grabbed the large creature by the tail.  After much pulling, he proceeded to yank the creature out of the tornado.  He lay on the ground by the cow, exhaustion creeping up his stem. 

Jay and his wife ran over.  “The tornado is heading down the valley – it will destroy lots of homes.”

Flower Power stood up feeling drained.  He closed his eyes and then reopened them.  Wow, I feel so strong suddenly. 

“Not if I can help it.”  He shot off into the sky again, this time not entering the tornado.  He stopped and fluttered in front of the gigantic funnel cloud.  For a second, panic froze him.  He thought back to how Sensei told him to deal with fear. 
                                                                                                ***
“Flower, if you feel fear, just see it as a large butterfly that cannot hurt you, then do what you need to do.”
                                                                                                ***
Flower pictured the tornado as a large, harmless, butterfly.  He smiled and felt his confidence spread.  He took a deep breath, hoping that this would work, and blew towards the tornado. 

“Go away!”

The funnel cloud started to shrivel. Then it receded into the cloud. After that, the clouds blew away leaving a bright, shining sun sparkling down on everyone.

Flower Power slowly alighted on the ground, surrounded by his friends.  It is a very good day.
 

Author Notes I would appreciate any help with tenses; I feel I really messed this up. They are my nemesis! :D TY, so much. :D

Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets a lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Chapter nine: Flower Power meets Black-eyed Susan's.
Chapter ten: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about why he is a superhero.
Chapter eleven: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about disabilities.
Chapter twelve: Goldie and Flower part ways. He is done with his lessons and ready to embark on his adventures!
Continued.


Chapter 14
Manners matter!

By Rasmine

Author Note:Dedicated to children everywhere!

News of the tornado and how Flower Power blew it away spread quickly.

Mrs. Petals, his old elementary teacher, wanted Flower to come to her class and talk about manners.  She told him about a lack of manners in the floral community.

When she asked him to come and speak, he swallowed hard.  He was a superhero, not a teacher. But he did learn from Goldie.  He had called her sensei, which in Japanese means ‘teacher’.  He would go to the school.
                                                                                ***
Flower got up, showered, ate, brushed his teeth, and then flew towards his old school.


Mrs. Petals was standing on the school stairs when he came in.  She smiled and gave her former student a huge hug. 

“Oh, my word, Flower, you have grown big!  I’m so proud of you and what you do.  The daislings will love you!  Come on!”

They walked down the hallway and stopped outside his old classroom door. 

“They will go wild when they see you.”  She shook her head.  “They have been a bit unruly this morning waiting for your arrival.”

He smiled.  “This brings back lots of memories, Mrs. Petals, that’s for sure.” He grasped the doorknob.  “And Mrs. Petals, thank you, for believing in me when I was a daisling.”

She blushed.  “Come on,” she grasped his leaf.  “They will probably start chanting your name, or cheer.”

He and Mrs. Petals walked through the door.  Suddenly, Flower was surrounded by many young daislings, as they swarmed around him eager to touch the superhero. 

“Flower Power!”

“Yay!”

“We heard how you saved a bunch of houses from the tornado!”

“I love you, Flower Power!”

Mrs. Petals finally intervened and pulled daislings off Flower’s cape.

“Okay, Okay, daislings, go to your seats.”

When all the students were seated, Flower decided to introduce manners the best he could. 

“Okay, daislings, today we will talk about manners.  Do you know what they are?  Anyone?”  He looked around at eager young faces that were excited about him being there.  No one answered, he bit his lip and looked at Mrs. Petals.  She nodded back encouragingly. 

“Like, um, if one of your classmates holds open the door for you, what do you do?” Flower cringed inwardly thinking that he sounded stupid. 

One student raised her leaf.  “You walk through.”

“What do you say, though?”

“Hello?”

Flower smiled.  “Yeah, you could say that, but think of something else.”

“I know…I know,” said one enthusiastic student.

“Yes?”

“You say ‘thank you’.”

“That’s right.  It’s being polite.”  Flower smiled, this wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be.  “What other manners can you think of?”

“Saying please.”

“Yes!”

“Excuse me?”

“Yes, that is another form of manners.”  He was a teacher!  Flower grinned at Mrs. Petals, and continued.  “When do you say ‘please’, and ‘thank you’, and ‘excuse me’?’” No daisling said, ‘excuse me’, but he thought he would teach it anyhow.

“When you burp.”

Everyone burst out laughing. 

One student in the back stood up, “How about when you fart?”

Now everyone was laughing even harder, including Flower and Mrs. Petals.  After a few seconds, she stood up.

“Okay, class, simmer down.”  She glanced at the clock on the wall.  “Class is almost over, and Flower will probably have superhero stuff to do.”

“There is just one more manner,” Flower wanted to get to this manner before he left, “after someone says, ‘thank you,’ what do you say?”

No one raised their leaf.  Then one little daisling raised her leaf.  He pointed at her, and she cleared her throat.  “You say, ‘thank you’.”

“No honey, I mean what do you say after they say it?”

“Oh,” she laughed, “that’s easy Mr. Flower Power, you say ‘you’re welcome’.”

“Yes!”  He looked at Mrs. Petals.  “How much time do I have?”

She looked at the clock.  “About five minutes, Flower.”

“Thanks.”  He turned to the class, feeling more confident than when he first came in. 
“You’re welcome, Flower,” Mrs. Petals replied.  They smiled at each other, then he turned back to the class.  
“Okay, let’s practice for five minutes.”  He nodded at one student. 

“Please open the door when I knock.”  The student walked to the door as Flower walked out of the classroom. He knocked and she opened it. 

“Thank you,” he nodded to the daisling.

“You’re welcome.”

He nodded at her.  “Thank you, sweetie.”

Now almost all the class had their leaves raised in anticipation of being called.  Some of them were standing next to their seats.  Flower called one of the daislings who didn’t raise his leaf.  He stood up shyly and walked towards the superhero. 

Flower picked up a book and then dropped it.  “Could you pick that up for me, please?”

The daisling picked it up, and timidly handed it back to Flower.      
                                                             
Flower nodded and the student returned to his seat. 

“Now everyone, what did I forget?”

“To say ‘thank you’,” many daislings said at once. 

Mrs. Petals stood up.  “Thank you, Flower Power, for coming to our class and talking about manners.”  She addressed all the daislings.  “Even if you hear adults and see them without manners, remember yours.” 

“Thank you, students and Mrs. Petals,” Flower said in departing, “for having me speak about manners.  It’s been really fun.”

“You’re welcome,” the class said in unison.

Mrs. Petals walked Flower Power to the door.  “Please, come again, Flower.  They love you.”

He bent down and gave her a kiss on the cheek, walked out the door, and flew home.
 
 
 
 
 
 

Author Notes Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets a lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Chapter nine: Flower Power meets Black-eyed Susan's.
Chapter ten: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about why he is a superhero.
Chapter eleven: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about disabilities.
Chapter twelve: Goldie and Flower part ways. He is done with his lessons and ready to embark on his adventures!
Chapter thirteen: Flower saves a bunch of homes, including his friend Jay's babies, from a strong tornado.
Continued.


Chapter 15
Bullying be gone!

By Rasmine

This part was supposed to be in the last Flower Power chapter:

Inside the classroom, all the daislings along with their teacher watched with awe as Flower flew across the cornflower sky. 

All but one … the timid daisling that helped Flower when he dropped the book sat in quiet, sad thought. 

                                                                                                      CHAPTER 14

“Flower Power, I wish you would come to talk with a daisling.  He is troubled.”

The smile that had spread across Flower’s face slowly faded.  A daisling in trouble!  He frowned with concern.

“Did you mean the very quiet student?”

She looked sad and slowly nodded.  “Yes, he seems very sad, and I don’t know why.”

“I could definitely speak with him.  Maybe I should talk with him alone, though.”

“Yes, that is what I was thinking.”  Mrs. Petals grasped Flower Power’s leaves.  “Oh, Flower, that would be great!”
                                                                                                ***
That afternoon Flower flew over to ‘Daisy Quill Elementary School.’  Seed-ling Mow waited for Flower after class. 

Mrs. Petals told him that Flower Power would walk him home.  Flower walked over to the young daisy. 

“Hello, Seed-ling,” he smiled, “how are you?”

“I’m fine, Mr. Flower Power.” He raised his sad eyes to Flower. 

As they walked down the steps of the elementary school, Flower asked, “Seed-ling, is something wrong?  You don’t seem very happy.”

The daisling shrugged his shoulders.  Flower just smiled, he knew he may have to wait for an answer.  Sensei always told him that others would tell him when they were ready to.  

“Want to fly home?”

Seed-ling grinned for the first time since Flower met him.
                                                                                                ***
Flower flew Seed-ling home every day for a week.  On Friday, they stopped at a corner market and Flower purchased two freshly squeezed grass waters. They sat on the grass under an oak.

“Do you know why I am so sad, Mr. Flower Power?”

“I was wondering, but I know you will tell me when you are ready.”

“Well, my dad lost his job and now we are homeless.”

Flower closed his eyes tightly.  “I am so sorry, Seed-ling.”

“And my sister is being picked on at school because we can’t afford the styles all the other daislings have.”

“What?”  Flower had to think for a second … styles … clothes.  “Okay, she gets bullied for being different?”

“Yeah.”  He looked down at his drink.  “I don’t want to get bullied, so I try not to say too much.”

Flower closed his eyes again.  He recalled being bullied in school. 
                                                                                                ***
During recess had been the worst time.  He sat by himself, and there were a handful of mean students that would surround him.

“He can fly.”

“Yeah, he thinks he’s a bee!”

“… freak … “

“He’s a daisy, not a bird, duh!”

“He’s so weird!”
                                                                                                ***
Being bullied is not much fun.  He knew what he needed to do.  He would talk to Seed-ling’s class and then his sister’s class about bullying.  If the daislings understood what it is and how it makes another feel bad, maybe it would stop. 
                                                                                                ***
Mrs. Petals welcomed Flower at the class door. 

“Hello, again, Flower.  Thank you, so much.  I can teach and talk to them, but you,” she shook her head, “they love you and will listen to what you say.”

Flower took Mrs. Petal’s outstretched leaf and kissed her on the cheek. 

“The students are waiting eagerly for your arrival.  Last week they wouldn’t stop being polite to each other.”  She smiled. “The practice went on quite a while after you left.”

He grinned as they entered the classroom. 

“Flower Power, Flower Power, Flower Power!” came a chant from the daislings, including Seed-ling, which made Flower very happy.  Seed-ling looked happy, and he was talking to other students and laughing.

“Okay, class, we are going to talk with Flower Power today about bullying.  Here he is.”

The daislings started to chant his name again.  He laughed.  “Okay, please, daislings.”  They wouldn’t simmer down.  Flower Power raised his voice slightly and said, “Please, quiet!”

All the daislings quieted down.  Flower made sure not to smile at that point.  If he did, the daislings would go wild again. There were times when daislings had to be quiet; it was one of those times. 

“Today,” he said in a normal voice, “we will talk about bullying. But, first, let’s talk about why you must be quiet at times.  When should you be quiet?”

“When you’re talking.”

“Yeah, okay.  How about another time?”

“When Mrs. Petals or another teacher is talking.”

Flower nodded at the daisling.  “Good, when is another time?”  He sneaked a peek at the clock and saw he had forty minutes left.  Thing is, this was a teachable moment that could not be overlooked.  He probably wouldn’t be able to finish his lesson on bullying.

“I know,” one little daisling waved his hand wildly, “I know.”

Flower was very pleased to see it was Seed-ling.  “Yes,” he smiled and nodded at him.

“When adults must talk about something very important, like an emergency.”

“And why is that?”

“Because we are young and want to play instead of taking care of an emergency.  So, we got to be quiet so they can hear each other.”

Two little flowers stood up; they weren’t daisies, they were Black-eyed Susans. 

“We would be in the way,” one twin said.

The other twin spoke up, “Because they can move things, and we are too small to do that.”

“Sometimes we can say important things,” the other twin spoke. 

“My sister’s right.  We helped,” she pointed at herself and then her sister, “when my grandmother got sick.”

Flower listened to all of this.  “Yes, you are all correct.  All of you – every one of you,” he looked at Seed-ling, “are very important.  At times, adults need to take charge and talk to each other.  But you all matter.”  He smiled lovingly at the daislings.  “When you can like yourself, bullying isn’t needed.  If you like who you are, why would you need to make someone feel weaker or not as good as you think you are?”

“Let’s do a round with the whole class.  We will say what we like about ourselves.”

                                                                                                              ***

At the end of the lesson, Flower left feeling good about himself, and happy to have the daislings say something good about themselves.  As he flew home, he felt like he made a difference.  It was a really great day.

AT THIS POINT, TEACHERS AND PARENTS PLEASE ASK YOUR CLASS, AND OR CHILDREN WHAT THEY LIKE ABOUT THEMSELVES.  THIS SHOULD BE QUALITIVE, NOT QUANTITIVE.  DON'T FORGET TO ADD YOURSELF TO THIS EXERCISE!  ENJOY! DO THIS EVERY DAY IT HELPS WITH SELF-ESTEEM!
 
 
 
 
 
 

Author Notes I WANT TO THANK EVERYONE FOR THE EDITS!! THIS IS AN IMPORTANT CHAPTER SO I'M GOING TO RE-PROMOTE IT BEFORE CONTINUING TO OTHER CHAPTERS.
Chapter one: Flower Power saves Rose, his love interest, from being thrown out by her owner. He is hesitant, a bit when asked what he would do to save Rose.
Chapter two: He meets Jay, a blue jay, who laughs at him. He handles this by punching him. Jay sees that he may need some training so he tells him about a golden dragonfly, Goldie, who has some magic.
Chapter three: Flower flies over the pond in search of Goldie. Finally, he discovers her and is invited into her home.
Chapter four: Goldie teaches Flower Power Aikido, and why superheroes don't resort to violence.
Chapter five: (missing chapter--if any of you find it please let me know where in my portfolio it is. Thank you.) Flower Power apologizes to Jay.
Chapter six: Flys back to Goldie for more training.
Chapter seven: Flower Power gets a lesson in not hurting anyone's feelings and why.
Chapter eight: Flower Power learns the lessons of personal hygiene, and keeping your living space clean.
Chapter nine: Flower Power meets Black-eyed Susan's.
Chapter ten: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about why he is a superhero.
Chapter eleven: Sensei Goldie talks with Flower about disabilities.
Chapter twelve: Goldie and Flower part ways. He is done with his lessons and ready to embark on his adventures!
Chapter thirteen: Flower saves a bunch of homes, including his friend Jay's babies, from a strong tornado.
Chapter fourteen: Flower teaches an elementary class about manners.
Continued.


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