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Name: Pell
D.O.B.: 02.24.05
Gender Female
Element: Mango
Job: ???
Personality: ???
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Baby! Wrapped in a warm auburn colored blanket, you can't really see much of her. Not much to see, anyway. She's bald at this point. xD

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Name: Pell
Gender: Female
Element: Mango
Job: Unknown
Personality: For a baby, Pell can be described as oddly happy. She rarely throws fits or tantrums. To those who think this is amazing, think again. After having a baby smiling and staring at your for several hours straight, it starts to get creepy. Always smiling, and usually laughing, Pell is literally a bundle of joy. It may stay with her for life, or it may just be the innocence of childhood...
Favorite Colors: Bright colors. Red, orange, yellow, ect.
Abilities: None. XD

Eyes: Pale Yellow
Hair: What hair?
Ears: Pell's ears are unlike any ever seen. Instead of being normal fleshy ears, her ears are...flowers. Bright yellow with an orange center, Pell's ears even smell nice! Whenever she doesn't want to hear something, she doesn't clamp her hands over her ears. Her ears simply close up, forming buds.
Skin: It's, um, pale. XD

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Thursday, February 24, 2005

Pell becomes part of the family today! The only girl in a family of five boys, I have a feeling this is going to be a little rough. Ah well, we'll take it as it comes. Welcome home, Pell!

Friday, May 20, 2005

Pell meets Akilah today! Though they started out a little bumby, the two quickly became, erm, friends. They even exchanged feathers!

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The feather Akilah gave Pell during their first meeting. It had been pretty and straight, but Pell seemed to like the feather a little too much, and this pathetic little thing was the outcome. Bah, oh well! She seems to still like it all the same.

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Chaco felt his feet touch down onto the ground, and he looked up at the building in front of him. Well, this must be the place. Sighing, he took the letter he had written earlier out of his pocket, and placed it into the mail box. That done, he rapped loudly on the door, and took back off into the sky, headed for another house. The letter reads:

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Dear Sir or Madam;

Your presence is requested at Aileen Shiroko's Estate, 12 Elton Avenue. We request that you please come as soon as you can.

Many thanks,

Chaco Shiroko

The note looks like it was written by a child in a rush, that is to say that parts of it were rather illegible, and the only thing that was absolutely clear what the address.

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Saturday, February 26, 2005

Wotcher

Dear Journal,

Blast it. I have another one of these things. When will it end? The jotting down every last detail of some one's life. The hand cramps the next day for having written too much the last. At least Ciyan's computer panel, I can do voice recordings if I want. But all the rest...Hand written. In my hardly readable way.

At least something is different this go around. Oh, I know, all children are different. I should know. First came Arakel, who was rather quiet as a baby and has now grown to a reclusive teenager. Quite a while after that came Ciyan, who I actually haven't raised from a baby. He's very, um, proud. I suppose that's the way to put it. And lord behold, after Ciyan came Ailurus, who is still a baby, yet he can figure out how to make someone feel pain better than I can. Yet still, after Ailu, came Patrick, who has to be even more quieter than Arakel was at his age. I thought Patrick would be my last...but no. Now there's Pell.

Pell is a first in my life. Meaning she is the first girl I have ever raised. Of course, Ciyan noted this rather quickly, and he claimed that she would grow up to be demented. Remind me to cut his heat lamp off before I go to bed tonight. As far as being a girl, Pell is really just like any other Gaian baby I suppose. Meaning, she has some of the most odd physical qualities you will ever see.

Her skin tone is fairly human. After that, the whole "normal" thing becomes non-existent. She has these pale yellow eyes that seem to shine even in the darkest of light. Ciyan said they were the color of urine. My god, he is a cocky one! To match her eyes are a pair of rather, well, odd ears. They're flowers. Little yellow flowers that actually do give off a pleasant scent, if I may say so myself. ...Not that I've gotten close enough to them to tell, or anything.

But, by far, the most striking thing about Pell is her wings. Arakel had wings earlier on in his life, but they kind of shrank, leaving him with a pair of unique back-fins. Ailu has a pair of hawk-like wings, ones that love to smack me in the face if I get close enough. But Pell's are these huge and absolutely beautiful parrot-like wings, green fading softly to blue.

Pell has got to be the happiest baby I have ever seen. She hasn't cried, screamed, or thrown a fit yet. All she does is sit there and smile. It's rather freaky, actually. Those yellow eyes seem to always follow you around wherever you go. I wond-

Wait. Patrick just screamed. Ailu must be trying to decapitate him again. Well...Welcome to your new life, Pell.

-Wotcher

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"I found it!" Wotcher exclaimed, holding the prize high above his head. "I can't believe it was stuffed under the couch cushion this whole time." Flipping through the journal pages slowly, Wotcher frowned at what he saw. Gum and peanut butter stuck to the pages, cookie crumbs in the crease...and one journal entry. One. Well, at least that explained why Pell wasn't growing. Wotcher had always thought it odd that the children stopped growing whenever the pencil stopped writing. Little freaks.

Sighing, Wotcher stuck his hand back under the couch cushion, fished out a pencil, and began writing.

Tuesday, May 10, 2005

Wotcher

Dear Journal,

Um...Hi. I know it's been a while, but I swear, it's not my fault. It was one of them there freak accidents that nobody can explain.

God, you smell really bad. I think it may have to do something with that odd green thing on the back of ya. Whatever.

Everything is just peachy in the household. Well, as peachy as one can get, living with one teenager, two children, two babies, and various other critters. I'm surprised I still have that small nugget of sanity left.

It was until after a month or so that I noticed something odd about Pell. Unlike normal babies, she wasn't growing. At first I thought she might be a midget or something, but then I figured she would be a small sized baby if she was a midget, so that was out. Then I remembered this book. Yeah. This thing.

It took me more than a month to find it. HOW COME STUFF IS ALWAYS UNDER THE COUCH CUSHIONS AFTER YOU'VE ALREADY CHECKED? But I've recovered it again. Sort of. I'm going to have to clean off this gunk, though.

We've had a few scares. It's spring now, and you know how spring can be. Warm during the day, freezing at night. This was about a month ago, I suppose. It happened to be one of them nippy nights, and I know I should have turned on the heater, but honestly, I was just too lazy to get out of bed.

Well, the next morning, I went in to get Pell out of her bed, and I screamed. Like a girl. HER EARS HAD SHRIVLED UP AND WERE BROWN AND ICKY. I had honestly thought I had damaged the poor girl for life. I didn't know her ears were actual flowers and they need warmth and all that.

Pell didn't seemed to pleased that her ears were all ugly. She kept tugging at them, and giving me a venemous look. Her attitude may be cheerful most of the time, but when she's pissed, she's pissed.

I managed to save her ears, though. It turns out, unlike real flowers, with a little bit of care, her ears turn back to their normal, sunny yellow. Not fall off. Thank god.

But I take her outside everyday now to let her get some sun. She likes being outside, I think. She'll grin and giggle and grin some more until it gets really annoying and I wish she would fall down or something so she would stop smiling. But she never does. Unless her ears turn brown.

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Pell saddled on his hip, Wotcher bustled around the house, tidying things rather quickly. Well, as tidy as he saw fit. Noyama would never notice that large dustball lying under the coffee table, right? Of course not. And if she did, Wotcher would innocently smile and pretend he did not understand English.

Like usual, Pell was smiling merrily, her yellows eyes bouncing around the room like one of those small rubber balls. If this wasn't her usual manner, Wotcher would have thought she was excited about the visit. But no, this was pure Pell. Smiling eerily for no reason what so ever.

After making sure her ears had no brown spots upon them, as Wotcher thought this a very important thing, he laid the mango-child down upon the floor, handing her a soft mango cookie as he did so. Still smiling, Pell just tossed the cookie aside. She was learning how to crawl now, though her large wings made it rather difficult, but crawling was more important than cookies!

Shaking his head, Wotcher settled down upon the couch to await their guests.

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