tree cutter


Obsessed with trees and leaves

Matthew Hoffman, a former tree cutter, killed a family (Tina H., her son Kody M. and family friend Stephanie S.) and a dog on the 10th of November, 2010 by stabbing them to death. He later dismembered the bodies and stuffed them in a hollow tree. Matthew also had kidnapped a 13-year old girl (Sarah M.) and had raped her multiple times in his home.
When police entered his home, they were surprised by the amount of leaves that were in there. There was a huge pile of leaves in the middle of his living room, plastic bags full of leaves in his bathroom and he slept on a bed made out of leaves.

Matthew Hoffman was sentenced to life in prison without parole.

anonymous asked:

Consider as well: David insists on making Max’s lunch into fun shaped sandwiches (he only has tree shaped cookie cutters though, so the fun shape is pine) and a napkin with a note on it (Have a great day!!! ~💕David :D!) along with his (super cool) cosmic brownie

This is so cute I’m smiling wide on the train home. Max would save the notes on the napkins secretly and look back on them when he’s sad so he knows someone loves him. But at the same time he tells david “Fuck you and your tree cookie cutters this sandwich is good.”

All I Ever Wanted (Part Two)

Part One

Pairing: Rob Benedict x Reader x Richard Speight Jr.

Warnings: Fluff, unprotected smut (be safe), double penetration, threesome, explicit language

Word Count: 7307

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Originally posted by lamthetwickster

Originally posted by i-dont-understand-that-url

“You preheated the oven, right?”

“Yep,” Rob quipped, removing the Christmas tree shaped cookie cutter from the section of dough, a satisfied look crossing his face at the outcome. “Look, Rich,” he murmured, pointing at what he made with a proud expression on his face.

“Nice, Robbie. Check out my snowflake.”

You listened to their conversation with a small smile on your face, knowing, like children, they could easily be entertained. “I’ll grab the icing,” you told them before heading to the pantry, eyes jumping from shelf to shelf until you spotted the packets of red, green, white, and blue icing just above your head. You reached up and grabbed all four, knowing you and the boys would want a variety of colors when decorating the sugar cookies.

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Credence Barebone x Reader (Oneshot)

Warnings: None

Description: Credence visits often, and it’s always enjoyable with (Y/N), but today they were the happiest they could have been.

A/N: Yeah so I wrote a thing, I don’t really know if it sucks or not but hey maybe it’s sorta kinda decent?

(Fluff & Baking ahead!)

Originally posted by newtsobscuro

Credence visited you often, that being said, it was no surprise when you heard the familiar quiet knock on your door. You did what you always would, ushered him inside, listening to his countless apologies about bothering you. 

Credence watched as you walked back into the kitchen, telling him to make himself at home, it was no surprise for Credence when he noticed you were baking again. You were more often than not spending your time baking. Not that he was complaining, he felt honoured to watch as you measured all the ingredients and mixed them together. 

It did, however, come as a surprise, when you suddenly asked him to come into the kitchen. He walked in slowly as you smiled at him, “I know I said make yourself at home but, would you wanna help me bake something?”, the way you said it was almost unsure, and Credence immediately responded to you, “I would probably just ruin the food, I don’t think you’d want me helping out (Y/N)…” He mumbled. 

You didnt miss the tone of his voice, “you won’t mess anything up at all, i’m here to help you, besides, it’s just for fun!” you responded happily. Credence could never understand why you helped him so much, but as much as he questioned your reasoning, he didn’t want it to stop.

 Credence decided it might not be that bad and responded to you, “I guess I can try, as long as you teach me” he mumbled. That brought a smile to your face, and Credence froze, he loved making you smile, it was one of his favorite things and it made it all worth it for him.

 He walked over to you as you handed him an apron and helped him tie it. You took a step back and smiled at him, “Now you look like a real baker Credence!” you laughed, making the corners of his mouth twitch upward into a small smile. You reached into a few cupboards, grabbing eggs, flour, and many other ingredients Credence had lost count of. Once you had everything, you began measuring how many ingredients you would need, and turned to Credence.

 You looked him in the eye, “now today, dear Credence, we are making, drumroll please… Christmas cookies!” you shouted, making Credence smile, she was like a child at the candy store being told she could get anything she wanted. 

Credence almost laughed this time, “Its not even close to Christmas yet (Y/N)” he said, as you began combining the ingredients you yelled over your shoulder, “dear Credence, that doesn’t matter! We have all this Christmas spirit, we must make cookies!” you stated with a matter-of-fact tone.

Credence loved days like these, the days you wouldn’t talk about something serious, the days where nothing seemed to matter to either of you. Credence laughed lightly, the feeling foreign to him, and you froze, turning around, “AHA, I knew you could laugh!” you shouted with glee, making Credence laugh a little harder.

 Finally, you handed him a bowl, “wanna mix the ingredients?” you asked, making Credence nervous once more, what if he messed up? What if he broke something? What if- “Credence, don’t worry, just try it, promise you’ll like it” you said with a smirk, although you had concern in your eyes. 

Credence carefully took the bowl, and began mixing the ingredients with the wooden spoon you provided, “Credence you’re a natural!” you stated, and Credence quickly became more confident that he wouldn’t mess up, he liked hearing that he was doing something right, especially from you, it made him feel useful.

 You watched as Credence continued mixing, you hadn’t lied, he mixed everything evenly, smoothly, it was like he had generally done it hundreds of times. When he finished mixing, you poured the mix onto a tray and pulled out a set of Christmas themed cookie cutters, laying them out in front of Credence.

 You grabbed the bell shaped cookie cutter, “Credence, come on, grab one and let’s shape some cookies!” you said, Credence smiled, grabbing the tree shaped cutter, beginning to cut into the mix, making cute little trees, smiling at how they turned out. 

You finished a row of bell shapes, grabbing the star shaped cutter while he followed your example and grabbed the snowflake shaped one, making his second row. After a short amount of time spent finishing your second row you grabbed festive colored icing, and handed some to Credence, beginning your own design on your bells as he begun to design his trees, later both of you moved on to your second shapes, finishing up and cleaning the small mess in your kitchen. 

You looked at Credence, “they should be finished soon, but in the meantime, did you enjoy the baking?” you asked, Credence not missing the small tone of hope in your voice, and he nodded without hesitation, “it was the most fun i’ve had in a long while, it was nice… to relax and have fun, not having to worry about anything.” He said quietly, almost as if he spoke any louder something would happen. 

You looked at him, and without thinking hugged him, and for a moment, he tensed, and you worried, you worried that you had screwed things up with him, that he would freak out and run back to his home. To your surprise however, after that moment, he hugged you back, shaking, and he held you like you were the only thing keeping him sane, which at this point, wouldn’t have surprised you. 

Suddenly, you had an urge, an urge to kiss him, and you immediately tried to dismiss it, it was wrong, you shouldnt take advantage of him like that, he needed a friend, a caregiver, not a relationship like that. You backed away for a moment, and Credence frowned, “d-did I do something wrong…?” he mumbled sadly, looking at you. You frowned and looked up to him, “N-no, of course not Credence, it’s just, I just, I can’t…” You mumbled slowly, not sure what you wanted to say, but knowing you had to say something, just to assure Credence that he did nothing wrong.

 He looked at you curiously, “t-then what’s wrong…?” he asked, and you mumbled something lowly, him not hearing it. He looked at you, slightly more determined now, “(Y/N) whats wrong..? Y-you know you can trust me…” He said, walking over to you. 

You looked up at him, at his doe like eyes, and mumbled out, “I’m worried i’ll scare you off if I tell you… I don’t want to hurt you Credence…” and he placed a shaky hand on your shoulder, “y-you could never scare m-me off… you can’t get rid of me that easily..” he said lightly, you very well knew that he knew you could scare him off, but hearing him say it like that made you think that he would understand.

 You looked at him, “I think I have feelings for you… and its fine, I know you don’t return them, I know you dont need this pressure, you dont need a relationship, and I don’t want to force you into anything, I still want to be here for you, I-” you cut yourself off when he smiled slightly, leaning forward like it was instinct, you leaned forward a bit too. 

He looked at you like you were the most important thing in the world, “c-can I k-kiss you (Y/N)….?” he mumbled, something you never thought you’d hear, “only if you want to” you responded, and he leaned forward lightly, closing the space between you two. 

The kiss was light, short, but it had so much meaning behind it, and you couldn’t have been happier, it was just… right. All of a sudden, the moment was ruined when you sniffed the air, smelling the now finished cookies, “C-Credence the cookies are done! Come on we have to eat them already!” you shouted as you bolted for the kitchen.

 Credence, still blushing from the moment you two just shared, smiled at the bashful figure heading into the kitchen, following you. You handed him a cookie, and both of you voiced how good they were, agreeing that they were amazing and that you would both make more together sometime. 

Both of you had also silently agreed, that neither of you could have been happier.

Save it for the Swayze Moments

Prompt:  Baking Christmas cookies with Phil. All solid adorable fluff. Because that would be beautiful and I would love you forever. (I mean, I already do, but still) (Also known as the fic where I literally couldn’t come up with a title so you’re just sort of stuck with that one)

Pairing: Reader x Phil

Warnings: None! Just lots of fluff. (Although, now thinking about it, I wrote this at like midnight, so just keep that in mind)

A/N: Love you too anon :) (Also, I used a Delia Smith recipe bc I’m a sad little American who knows nothing about British baking)

“Do I need to preheat the oven?”

“You always need to preheat the oven when you’re baking.”

“Right. Totally knew that.”

“Of course you did,” You grinned. “It’s supposed to be preheated to 180 degrees.”

Phil followed what you said, turning the little knob on the oven up to the right mark.

“Now what?”

You scrolled through the recipe on your phone, reading the first steps.

“Um, we need to mix the flour, sugar, and butter in a mixer.”

“Yeah… except we don’t have a mixer.”

“Crap,” You stared down at the ingredients lined up on the counter.

“Wait,” Phil said, pawing through one of the kitchen cupboards. “We do have these,” He proudly held up two mixing spoons, causing you to laugh.

“Alright, let’s try it.”


You let out a yelp as flower went down your shirt, surely the result of both you and Phil trying to stir at the same time. You’d already had to push up the sleeves of your sweaters, learning the hard way how clumsy you both could be when it came to baking.

“Well good news is I think it’s mixed enough. Bad news is I think we’re going to have to power wash these things to get them clean again,” Phil said, gesturing to his top.

“Yeah, and the next step is,” You paused as you read off your phone, and then groaned. “We have to mix in the eggs and water.” Then it was Phil’s turn to groan.


Phil spread a bit of flour on to the counter and you laughed as it puffed back at him, falling on his cheeks and nose.

“You look like the very epitome of Christmas now, Philly,” You said, grinning at his black hair, which he had somehow managed to get the powdery substance into as well.

“Yeah, yeah,” He dusted his hands off on his pants, leaving two, white hand-prints on his butt. “You look a bit like you’ve been snowed on too, you know,” He said with a smile, brushing a bit of flower off your nose with the pad of his thumb.


You flattened out the dough on top of the floured spot on the counter, and Phil grabbed the pack of cookie cutters you had picked up in the store earlier that week.

“Looks like we’ve got a Christmas tree, a candy cane, a wreathe, a star, and a tiny reindeer,” Phil said, opening up the packaging and scattering them out on the counter.

“Uh-oh. Looks like I’ve got some competition,” He said, the reindeer still in his hands.

You shook your head, grinning at your boyfriend, as you pushed the Christmas tree-shaped cutter into the dough.


“It’s like sending our children away to boarding school or something,” Phil said as he stood with his arm around you, patiently waiting for the cookies to finish baking.

“Well if you’re this emotional over cookies, then remind me to never send our actual children to boarding school.”

“Our actual children, huh?” Phil asked, smiling as he looked down at you. 

You shrugged, resting your head on his shoulder.  

“I mean, far, far in the future of course.” 

“Yeah, there’s no way we’re ever sending our kids to boarding school,” He said quietly, a smile still on his lips. “Future or not.”


“They’re done!” Phil yelled over the sound of Santa, Baby playing on your speakers. 

“Awesome! And now, we decorate!” You replied, brandishing multiple containers of icing and sprinkles in your hands like swords. 

Phil shook his head.

“Sometimes I really wonder which of us is the bigger nerd.” 


“Y/N,” Phil said, hovering over you. “You’re icing them wrong.”

“What do you mean I’m icing them wrong?” You laughed. “That’s not possible.”

Phil shook his head, moving so that his chest was pressed to your back and his arms circled around you. He placed his hand over yours, helping you squeeze a messy star on top of your tree.

“See? Like that.”

“You are so full of it,” You said with a smile.

Phil grinned, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.

“Yeah I know, I just really wanted to do the Patrick Swayze thing.”

“Patrick Swayze thing?”

“Yeah, like from the movie Ghost?”

“I love you,” You said with a laugh, leaning up so that you could kiss him properly. “But you’re a massive dork.”

anonymous asked:

early xmas fic prompt: (take your time, ik you have lots of asks 😊) annabeth making a gingerbread house (bonus if she's building it w lil kids) at percy's family christmas party and she's making sure it's perfect and percy just finding it adorable

(god i’m so sorry about how long this took me, thank you for being such an absolute sweetheart anon)

Annabeth couldn’t cook. Percy knew this all too well. A few times she’d tried to make him a romantic dinner and they’d ended up ordering pizza or going for burgers after madly waving towels under the fire alarm, trying to clear the smoke pouring from the oven or stovetop.

Percy didn’t mind. His girlfriend was so good at so many things, if she’d been good at cooking too he would have thought she was more actual goddess than demigod, and that was a terrifying thought. 

When he invited her to Christmas lunch with Paul’s family and she asked if she should bring anything, he quickly assured her all she had to bring was her beautiful self. So when she arrived at his apartment Christmas Eve with a bag of baking supplies, Percy was really worried.

“It’s a surprise,” she said when he questioned her, throwing a wink at Sally over his shoulder. “You’ll see tomorrow.”

He kind of forgot about it after that; through the Christmas Eve movie marathon, falling asleep with Annabeth curled up in his arms in his small single bed, her bare skin warm against his, waking up to put on ugly Christmas sweaters and unwrap presents, posing for photos and all cramming into the Prius for the drive to Paul’s sister’s house, it was easy to ignore Annabeth’s plastic bag of baking supplies.

So Percy got a pleasant surprise when, after lunch, he discovered his mom, girlfriend and a gaggle of small cousins gathered in the kitchen, the contents of the bag spread over the kitchen island.

“Okay so these will be our walls, right? And that’s going to be the roof,” Annabeth was saying to one of Paul’s nieces, a six year old named Blair.

“It doesn’t look like a roof,” Blair said, staring at the rolled out dough Annabeth was cutting into precisely measured shapes. 

“It will, trust me.”

“I want to help!” Another cousin, Henry, tugged on Annabeth’s apron.

“Here,” she said, pausing in her cutting to lift him up onto a stool. “You have a very important job to do - you’re going to make the Christmas trees.”

Henry’s eyes went wide. “I am?”

“You are. Here’s your dough - you just have to roll it out flat and then squish this on top of it, okay?” Annabeth handed him a tree-shaped cookie cutter and, after watching him successfully cut one out, finished her own task. “And Blair, now you’re going to help me make our roof look like a roof!”

The two girls grabbed almond flakes from the packet in front of them and Annabeth showed Blair how to stab them into the dough to look like roof tiles.

“You’re not meant to see it until it’s finished.” Sally’s voice by Percy’s ear made him jump.

He realised he’d been standing in the doorway staring at his girlfriend for a long time, completely transfixed. He couldn’t really help it - she kept tucking this one loose curl behind her ear, and her eyes had this glow they got whenever she was working on a new project, and she poked her tongue out the corner of her mouth whenever she was concentrating, and -

“Percy,” Sally said, waving a hand in front of his face. She laughed when he blinked stupidly at her.

“Sorry, Mom, what were you saying?”

“Annabeth’s working really hard on this, she wants it to be a surprise, so you should get out of here before she sees you,” Sally said, still laughing.

“She already knows I’m here,” Percy replied.

And he was right: Annabeth hadn’t looked at him when he’d entered the room, but her posture had changed and her smile had gotten a little wider. As if to prove his point, she finally looked up at him now. She smiled and scrunched her nose up, waving a hand at him in a go away gesture.

“But she wants me to leave anyway,” he added, laughing as she blew her hair out of her eyes. “You’re going to make sure she doesn’t burn the house down, right?”

Sally smiled. “That’s what I’m here for.”

Percy reluctantly returned to the lounge, making small talk with Paul’s family and frequently sneaking back to the kitchen to spy on Annabeth’s progress. 

“Seaweed Brain!” she cried in exasperation when he snuck up behind her and kissed her temple. His cousins laughed at the nickname. She was holding the roof on top of the walls, waiting for the icing to dry, and couldn’t move to hit him away when he looped his arms around her waist. “You’re going to make the roof wonky.”

“My bad,” he said quietly, propping his chin on her shoulder. “It looks amazing, Annabeth.”

“Thanks,” she said, turning her head to smile at him. “Your mom helped, and your cousins -”

“But it was your idea, and you designed it.”

That much was obvious. This wasn’t a gingerbread house from a cookbook: it was more like a gingerbread temple. There were columns lining the sides, intricate scenes of a family Christmas carved under the roof and functioning doors that opened to reveal a small gingerbread bowl filled with candy in the middle. 

“I did,” Annabeth said quietly.

“It’s incredible, Annabeth.” Percy beamed. “I can’t wait to pull it apart and devour it.”

Her head hit his shoulder when she threw it back and laughed. “Gods, Percy, didn’t you eat enough at lunch?”

“There’s always room for gingerbread, especially when it’s made by the best girlfriend in the world.”

She planted a kiss on the corner of his mouth and his cousins groaned, “Eww!”

The two teens laughed. 

“Wanna help us decorate?” Annabeth asked, carefully letting the roof go. When it didn’t collapse, everyone clapped and cheered.

Percy grabbed the piping bag. “Where should I start?”

When they brought the finished product out to the table, complete with gingerbread trees scattered across the board it was sitting on, and the whole scene dusted in icing sugar, Paul’s entire family clapped and ooh-ed and ahh-ed over it. Sally snapped about two dozen photos from every angle, of the house itself and then of the house with everyone who’d helped bake it, and then of Percy and Annabeth with the house.

Once it had been immortalised forever in photos, everyone grabbed a piece.

“You’ve got yourself a talented baker, Percy!” Paul’s sister said with a fond smile at the two of them, wiping crumbs off her hands.

Annabeth laughed. “Thank you so much,” she said, squeezing Percy’s hand, “but I’m more of an architect, actually.”

As he ate a large portion of the wall, Percy decided he agreed with his aunt. He still didn’t trust Annabeth to use the oven unsupervised, but he definitely wouldn’t mind if this gingerbread temple of hers became a holiday tradition. Especially when he got to kiss the crumbs from her lips.

World's Greatest Dad (Calum Hood)

Requested: No

A/N: So this is my Christms smut and I realize it’s late, but I was in a five hour car ride and then family. It as just too much. But it’s here! This is actually my 1st Calum smut and my 1st Daddy 5sos imagine/smut type thing. I hope you guys enjoy and had a very Merry Christmas! ~Cel

Calum surprises your kids and you reward him

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Christmas Cookies | Peter Parker & Reader.

Word Count // 1500.
Warnings // literally one bad word.
Reader Gender // female.
Pairings // reader & peter.
Author’s Note // fluffy.

Summary // it’s always a blast when two superheroes make cookies, especially when one of them doesn’t know how to control her tongue.
“Peter! How many times do I have to tell you to stop doing that?” She scolded the fellow crime-fighter and smacked the back of his hand when he stuck two fingers in the sugar cookie dough.

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The History of Twitch Plays Pokemon

So I LOVE Twitch Plays Pokemon, and alot of people don’t know why. The stream itself is pretty boring, but all the lore behind it is what makes it so great. So here it is, the entire history of the journey. Hopefully reading this will help you understand why it’s so beloved.

The History of Twitch Plays Pokemon

This started as a simple social experiment of people trying to overcome their differences, and thus work together. Here’s how it works. There is a live-stream of a hacked version of Pokemon Red, that is controlled by a robot. The robot in turn accepts commands from the chat, the accepted commands are up, down, left, right, B, A, and Start. Because of this, the game is controlled by numerous people at once. The team who controls Red is often referred to fans as The Hivemind as they collectively try to bring him to his goal. While it started slowly, it garnered a massive following, sometimes having over 100,000 watchers simultaneously, making doing just about anything an arduous task.

The beginnings of the adventure aren’t well documented, due to the small number of viewers early on and the fact that the early days were not recorded. What is known is that the character’s name is Red, and he started with a Charmander, that was named ABBBBBBK (.The fans decided to refer to her as Abby. The character stumbled his way through the early game, picking up two Rattata. The first of which had no nickname, while the second was named JLVWNOOOO. He was called Jay Leno by the fans. They also picked up a Pidgey, which also received no nickname. Brock was disposed of at an unknown time.

Red eventually made his way Route 3, where he found, and somehow caught a Spearow. He headed into Mount Moon, where he found a Moon Stone, and a Nugget. Unfortunately, both were tossed and the fans were outraged. RIP Nugget and RIP Moon Stone are common phrases even today. These items were considered the first gods of the series.

Deeper in the cave, he was given the choice between the Helix, and Dome Fossils. He chose the Helix Fossil. Red, while constantly stumbling through the menus, often times selected the Helix Fossil, as if he is attempting to consult it for advice. Whenever Red attempted to use it, the phrase “This isn’t the time for that” would appear. It was also unable to be tossed, giving it an immortal status. Because of this, the Helix Fossil was turned into a god of sorts by the fans, praising it whenever good fortunes came their way. Praise Helix and Based Helix are common religious cries among the fans. Naturally, with the Dome Fossil the exact opposite of the Helix Fossil, the Dome Fossil was treated as the devil. If anything goes against them, it is often times stated to be the doings of the evil Dome Fossil. They made it through Mount Moon, and all the way to Bill, obtaining the S.S. Ticket. Similar to the Helix Fossil, the S.S. Ticket was also consulted on numerous occasions, creating a division between who the true leader of the group is. Most side with Helix, but the Ticket gained a smaller, cult following. Just about every key item obtained along their journey received some sort of veneration

The group beat Misty, at 1 day, 19 hours. Shortly after, the team made their way down to Vermillion City. There, they traded the Spearow they had caught for a Farfetch’d, named DUX. The team boarded the S.S. Anne, and cleared it in a breathtaking 2 hours. After receiving Cut, and many attempts, they managed to teach it to DUX, cut down the tree in the city, and enter the gym. Miraculously, they were able to solve Lt. Surge’s infamous gym puzzle on their first try, and Abby, now a Charmeleon, swiftly took out Surge using Bide. Before returning to Cerulean, the team took a detour to Route 11, finding and catching a Drowzee, which was given no nickname. This gave them a full party of 6 Pokemon. They then headed to Cerulean, and onto Route 9. This was by far the hardest task, as one wrong move would cause the team to start the route all over again due to the presence of many ledges. One ledge in particular was extremely tough, as one press of down would force them to restart. It took the crew almost an entire day to get past The Ledge as it was called, but it was done near the start of Day 3. The experience, as a whole made the team stronger. Many said that any task could be completed with enough time. They made their way to the pitch black Rock Tunnel. Previously along the way they had found the TM Dig, which was taught to the Rattata with no nickname. On several occasions in Rock Tunnel, they “accidentally” used Dig, forcing them to start from the beginning of the cave. Because of this, this Rattata was given the name DigRat. It is currently undecided on whether DigRat is a legitimately evil supporter of the Dome, or just a Dick. They finished the Rock Tunnel after 9 hours, and emerged in Lavender Town and quickly went to Celadon City soon after.

As the fanbase grew, so too did the problems. More and more trolls gathered, simply to press start over and over again, slowing progress. These people came to be known as the Start Spammers, their skills came into use later in the journey, but at the time, they were seen as Dome supporters. The entire ledge incident was the doing of trolls, as someone would always type “down” halting progress. The frequent pressing of start often times leads to the consulting of the great Helix, as well as checking the Pokedex entries of the first few pokemon. It is said that Red is fixated on Bulbasaur’s cry, and he too became a god. It has also lead to the frequent use of the Save feature. After anything goes terribly wrong, someone is quick to point out at least we saved.

By this time, the only two pokemon who were good enough to fight were Abby and Pidgeotto. However, Abby’s usefulness was beginning to decline as his only move that did consistent damage was Cut. All other pokemon were too low level to do anything. Pidgeotto attempted to evolve on numerous occasions, but the creationists forbid this from happening. Pidgeotto did end up evolving upon entering the town, however. The team realized that DigRat would only serve as a hindrance in the future, and made an attempt to store him in the PC. They were cautious though, as they were afraid of releasing any of their pokemon. The operation turned out to be a success, and DigRat was banished to the PC. Their next big task was to enter Erika’s Gym, which required Cut. They entered without much hassle, using Dux’s cutting abilities. Because of this, he too was given a fan-name, The Slayer of Trees Unfortunately, they whited out shortly before the gym battle. Reentering was much more difficult, and it took roughly two hours to regain access. Pidgeot soloed the rest of the gym with a combination of Gust and Sand-Attack, and the whole team collaborated with a mash a-fest. It was at this point, that Pidgeot gained the nickname Bird Jesus as he was seen as a prophet, sent directly by Helix, after his excellent showing in the gym.

The team had never felt so united before. However this proved only temporary, as a huge division came across the team. They realized they needed a Pokemon to Surf, but had nothing that could learn it. Some people said they should get the free Eevee, go into the department Store, and buy a Water Stone. Others said they should get the Lapras, who was much less of a hassle. They opted to get the Eevee, and things were going well, until the wasted all of their money on Poketoys, and a Fire Stone. As Flareon is widely considered the worst eeveelution, the operation was considered a tragic failure. The team once again realized that the team was full, and decided that something needed to be deposited. They had the idea of depositing something in the DayCare, so that something could gain levels as they aimlessly walked around. This idea failed, and opted to just deposit something into the PC. The team wasn’t so lucky this time. They managed to retrieve the S.S. Ticket, but both Abby, and Jay Leno were released. Furthermore, they accidentally retrieved DigRat. It was a huge blow to morale.

The entire teams hope was on Bird Jesus. If something happened to him, they were doomed. They also captured an Oddish during this time, bringing the team count back to 6. Eevee was blamed for all the poor fortunes the team was experiencing, and because of this, he was called The False Prophet by the fans. The team made it to Saffron, and entered the Game Corner. Red frequently attempted to buy coins, but thankfully had no coin case. After entering the Rocket Hideout, DigRat once again, dug them out. Right before reentering, the Fire Stone was finally used on the False Prophet, evolving him into a Flareon. Once again, DigRat dug them out before any real progress was made. The team tried to box him once again, but ended up depositing Bird Jesus in to the PC. Knowing that they were hopeless without him, the team desperately tried to rescue him, which the managed to do, at the cost of depositing the Dear Helix into the PC. It was said that it died for their sins, and they continued without it. During this time they achieved a small victory, tossing away their TM for Teleport before using it on anything. Using it could have been disastrous, as it would have the same effect as Dig. They once again entered the Game Corner, only to find, and promptly use an Escape Rope, bringing them to the Pokemon Center. Once again they tried to deposit DigRat, which they failed to do, but did end up rescuing Helix. The team reentered with new hope, but made little progress. The spent 8 hours attempting to solve the maze, while Dig Rat on numerous occasions dug them out even more times.

One of the biggest events to occur was a new control system implemented by the stream’s creator. It allowed players to type a number after their command, such as left 4, which would translate into pressing left four times. He also implemented a voting system on for the stream’s next move. The users hated this democratic approach, as it made the stream slow and boring, and banded together in an attempt to oust the new system. They furiously typed Start9 and soon after the system was replaced with the old one. This was dubbed The Start9 Riot by the viewers.

Once again, the team attempted to box the ever annoying DigRat, and once again they failed, instead depositing the Holy Helix, and the Sacred S.S. Ticket, as well as a second nugget that was found on their journey. Although they never deposited DigRat, they did manage to deposit the False Prophet and Drowzee, the former of which being pure evil, the latter of which being dead weight. They now had two empty slots in the party, for when they needed something with Surf.

However, no progress was made in the Rocket Hideout, and as a result, the creator intervened once more, creating an Anarchy vs. Democracy Tug-of-War Bar. The users could vote on which system they preferred. Democracy eventually won out, although it didn’t seem as though it was helping their cause at all. It brought much division. The purists believed that even if Democracy was successful, it wouldn’t be a true victory, while those in favor of Democracy believed that they would never solve the maze. Many dubbed Democracy as evil, and related to the Dome Fossil, and was thus dubbed Domeocracy They eventually escaped the maze and returned to Anarchy, grabbing the Lift Key at long last. Afterwards, DigRat dug them back to the Pokemon Center.

After wandering around the city for a while, the team made a successful trip to the PC, releasing the False Prophet and rescuing Drowzee, who finally earned his nickname, The Keeper after sacrificing himself to keep the False Prophet away. After minimal progress was made, the chat reverted to Democracy, but the anarchists fought using Start9 once again. This new system was clearly driving the entire stream apart. Ever since it’s introduction, the majority of the chat was devoted to choosing one or the other, rather than actually attempting to control the character.

After fighting for a while, Anarchy resumed, with only a few brief periods of Democracy. The team withdrew literally everything in the PC, including our Lord and Savior Helix. They entered with new courage to defeat Giovanni, lead by Bird Jesus. They finally opened the door to Giovanni’s lair, after battling a few trainers, who were quickly disposed of by Bird Jesus. In an extremely tight battle, the team lost narrowly to Giovanni’s final pokemon, Kangaskhan. The team picked themselves up, and returned with a vengeance in their hearts. They headed back, struggling to get through the elevator, and within reach of Giovanni, when once again DigRat worked his black magic. Once again, they reentered. They faced off against Giovanni, and this time he was defeated, however DigRat once againt dug before they could grab the spoils, the Silph Scope. To many, this was the last straw. The team tried to deposit DigRat once and for all, while others successfully prevented this, fearing the loss of Bird Jesus. They eventually reentered, grabbed it, and left. However, the victory was bittersweet. Many felt that the use of Democracy to beat the Rocket Maze ruined the victory, thus deepening the rift between those in favor of Anarchy, and those for Democracy

They entered Lavender Town, and the Pokemon Tower, and swiftly defeated Blue. However, realizing that only two members of the team could even touch Ghost types, the hivemind collectively decided that they should beat all the trainers in the routes below. They managed to acquire theTM for Swift along the way, which was eventually taught to DigRat, in favor of Thunderbolt, which was deemed “the worst possible outcome”. The team decided to go to Rock Tunnel and try to level up The Keeper, as he was their only hope. Eventually, the returned and visited the Name Rater’s home. Their, DigRat was given an in-game nickname, AAJST(???. Many still referred to him as DigRat, although some also decided to call him AJ.

The streamer once again decided to tinker with the Anarchy/Democracy system, adding a small arrow indicating the direction the stream was headed, whether it be towards Anarchy or Democracy. The change didn’t affect gameplay in anyway. After a brief period of stream issues, the team was once again playing normally.

The hivemind, still eager to train up the Keeper, returned to the Rock Tunnel, and caught a Zubat, with some great balls that had been purchased at a local Pokemart. His nickname was . He was called Dashbat by the fans. Once again, the team visited the Renamer. Dashbat was nicknamed AAAAA, but then RE-renamed to JJJJJSS-, it was decided to call him Jesse. Oddish, also gained an in-game nickname. He was deemed a, but that was later changed to x(araggbaj. The team had rarely been referring to him as The Seed of Hope but after this, it was deemed he be called xCabbage. Once again, the team, torn on what to do, visited the Rock Tunnel, and again, caught a Zubat, this time namedX. He was deemed X-Wing by the hivemind.

The hivemind, after wandering around aimlessly for a bit, came to the conclusion that they should get the TM for Psychic and teach it to the Keeper. They managed to retrieve it but found it difficult to actually teach it. They decided to wait and try again later, entering the Dojo and challenging its master. After defeating him, Red chose Hitmonlee who was named CCC. The team decided his true nickname should be C3KO. The team immediately wanted to retrieve and use him, and went straight for the PC. This was a disastrous trip, not only was Cut and the essential Silph Scope deposited, but C3KO was released. Clearly the team wasn’t worthy of him. X-Wing was released shortly afterwards, which wasn’t as huge as a blow, considering we already had a second Zubat.

Despite the hardship the PC brought, the team knew they had to return, they couldn’t progress without the Silph Scope. The went back in, and retrieved both of the deposited items. Furthermore, the team once again attempted to teach Psychic to Drowzee, which was successful this time around. Nearing the mark of one whole week, the team went back to Pokemon Tower, and caught a Gastly, which was given no nicknamed, but called Rick Gastly by the fans.

The team slowly, but surely climbed the tower, getting just a little bit further every time, but eventually losing at some point. The Keeper unfortunately lost Psychic in favor of Headbutt on the journey, a big blow, considering how useful Psychic had been for this short spell. DigRat finally evolved into a Raticate as well, gaining the new nickname BigDig due to he’s obviously bigger size, and how useful Dig was against opposing Gastly and Haunter. Bird Jesus finally obtained an in-game nickname during a trip to the name rater, aaabaaajss. Some decided to call him Abba Jesus, but most still referred to him as Bird Jesus. Rick Gastly was also retrieved from the PC without any sacrifice (for once). The team finally made it to Marowak after a while, BigDig being a valuable partner with his ability to slay ghosts. Marowak, as well as the Rocket Trainers above were swiftly defeated by the team. Mr. Fuji was rescued, and the team was able to progress.

Their next step was to use the newly acquired Pokeflute on the Snorlax blocking their path. This was accomplished surprisingly quickly, and a battle quickly ensued. The team made an attempt to catch it, but ultimately failed, fleeing in the process. The hivemind ordered Red to progress further South.

The team grew ever stronger, with Cabbage evolving into a Gloom, and Red obtaining the Super Rod, although it was never used properly. The team, knowing well that money would be required to enter the Safari Zone presumably multiple times, battled every trainer they found. Eventually, they made it to Fuscia City, and headed straight for Koga’s Gym. After a few battles, the team left, in favor of the Safari Zone. Shortly after paying and entering BigDig promptly dug them out, wasting a hard earned 500 PokeDollars. Once again, they headed off to the Gym

The hivemind made the grave mistake of challenging Koga with just one Pokemon that was battle fit. They lost after a decent effort. The second attempt was far more successful, culminating in Bird Jesus’ heroic survival against Weezing’s Self-Destruct. The badge was obtained, but unfortunately for Bird Jesus, he forgot his most viable move, Gust, in favor of Mirror Move. Another blow indeed, although if used correctly, it could be helpful.

The team once again journeyed to the Safari Zone, after a few failures due to BigDig and running out of steps. The team opted for a Democratic approach, afraid of running out of money. It was slow, but eventually, they picked up Surf and the Golden Teeth, which they used to get Strength. In their exploits in the Safari Zone, many new recruits joined. They caught 5 Nidorans, 2 Venonats, 1 Paras, 1 Exeggcute, 1 Nidorino, 1 Venomoth, and 1 Rhyhorn. Some were given nicknames in the game, but the hivemind opted not to give them fan-nicknames, as their were way too many of them and none had done anything notable to earn them.

They team now had a new goal in mind. Retrieve Lapras. They made their way to Silph Co. and were given Lapras upon arrival. It was namedAIIIIIIRRR, and thus aptly called Air Jordan by the fans. She was taught the HMs Surf and Strength, which of course can’t be deleted. The team now had a reliable HM pokemon, provided they didn’t box her of course. Along the way, BigDig was deposited, which was unfortunate, considering how well he was doing in the Pokemon Tower. In his place, the Venomoth caught in the Safari Zone was withdrawn. It’s nickname wasAATTVVV, and as a result, the fans called her ATV, which stands for All Terrain Venomoth.

The hivemind led Red to Giovanni, who was defeated rather swiftly. As a reward, the team received the Master Ball. Their next task was to challenge Sabrina’s gym. Her teleportation gym gave the team many issues, but they eventually made it to Sabrina, albeit with a ravaged team. Naturally, they lost almost immediately. The second attempt turned out differently, with a fully healed squad. 5 team members fell to Kadabra, her first pokemon, leaving Bird Jesus the only one alive. Through the power of Quick Attack, Bird Jesus was able to take out Sabrina’s entire team. Red had earned his 6th badge.

The team was unsure of what to do next, but ultimately decided it would be best to try to go to the DayCare again and leave ATV there. They were unable to accomplish this and gave up with a new plan… to catch Zapdos. On their way to the Power Plant, they were tasked with passing the infamous Ledge a second time, but this time, it only took a few hours, rather than a day to pass. They used Air Jordan to surf to the Power Plant, and encountered Zapdos. Miraculously, they managed to catch it without running away, and it was named AA-J and was sent to the PC. The team had an exceptionally difficult time retrieving Zapdos. 12 pokemon were released, the most notable being Cabbage, BigDig, and Dux, the rest were just Safari Pokemon. This left the team with nothing to use Cut. Furthermore, although Zapdos was withdrawn, Bird Jesus and The Keeper were both Deposited. The team kept trying to rescue the team by switching between Anarchy and Democracy regularly, but they had no luck doing so. They continued to attempt using the PC, eventually withdrawing both Bird Jesus and The Keeper, but in the process, Zapdos was deposited, meaning no progress was made. They decided to go to the DayCare one last time, which was successful, and deposited Rick Gastly. They did this, so that they could continuously spam A in the PC, as Zapdos was at the top of the list to Withdraw. The plan was a success, however those 12 who were lost would never be forgotten. This terrible day was known as Bloody Sunday by fans. Now with Bird Jesus and Zapdos, who was dubbed Battery Jesus, Archangel of Justice, and Jesus 2 by the fans, the team believed nothing could stand in their way, and trudged forward.

The team made their way to Pallet Town, so that they could access the water route to get to Cinnabar Island. While there, they evolved theNidorino that had been withdrawn during all the PC craziness of the previous day with a Moon Stone that had been acquired earlier. The now Nidoking, who’s nickname was AAAAAAAAAA, was deemed The Fonz by the community. After this, they used Air Jordan to Surf to Cinnabar Island. Crushing all trainers in their path, they eventually landed in Cinnabar. Once thy made landfall, their goal was clear. They needed to revive the Helix Fossil. This was accomplished successfully, and Omanyte with no nickname, was sent to the PC. Still wounded from Bloody Sunday, the team was scared at the prospect of returning to the PC. After a quick scare of depositing Bird Jesus, both him and Lord Helix were rescued. Red now had a strong team of 6 good pokemon: Fonz, Air Jordan, Bird Jesus, Battery Jesus, ATV, and of course, Lord Helix himself. They now set off for the Pokemon Mansion, in search of the Secret Key…

It took them many tries to get the key, at one point they fainted while literally one click away from it, on another occasion they actually got trapped by a trainer, forcing them to grind to the point of death. They finally accomplished it, and headed straight for Blaine’s gym, which was swiftly defeated. Afterwards, they made it their goal to return to Red’s house and deposit the Pokeflute in the PC (they did it here because you can’t deposit/release pokemon at that PC). The project was successful, and they no longer needed to worry about wasting a turn using it in a battle. They now had one goal. Get their final gym badge.

They returned to Viridian, and attempted to enter the gym. The problem is, that the gym was heavily fortified by a single ledge placed right at below the entrance. It took many tries to enter, which was accomplished on one occasion in Anarchy mode, but in all future attempts, Democracy was used to enter. They finally reached Giovanni, and he was conquered for the third and final time in an exceptionally tight match, which was clutched by Bird Jesus. With all eight badges in tow, they had one final hurdle to cross… Victory Road.

Before heading off, the team decided to grind at Pokemon Mansion before they took on the Elite Four. After grinding for a while, the team headed off to Victory Road. During the entire lead up, many had believed it would have taken forever for them to reach the gate, due to the large number of ledges. However, against all odds, the team actually ended up making in on their first attempt. They entered and began the journey through the final dungeon. After eventually whiting out, they once again opted to train once again, evolving Lord Helix into an Omastar in the process. Through the use of Democracy, Victory Road, and all it’s puzzles, was conquered.

The Elite Four, was of course, difficult. They fought them many times, getting just a little bit farther with each attempt, and gaining levels in the process. At one point, they had even defeated Lance, through the use of ATV’s Poison Powder, and Disable on Lance’s Dragonite. It was quite the spectacle. Although loss to Blue was swift. They continue to challenge the League, and the team knows that with each attempt, they become closer to their goal.

At long last, they beat Blue at 16 days 7 Hours, 45 minutes, and 30 seconds. The run to victory began with Battery Jesus cleanly sweeping Lorelei. Bruno, while slightly more difficult, was also taken out quickly using The Fonz and Battery Jesus. Agatha posed no threat as once again Battery Jesus lead the team to victory. Lance proved a more difficult fight, as his dragon’s resisted electric. A few members fell in that fight, but most of the team exited intact. The final battle with Blue was very intense, as he was able to take down the majority of Red’s team, including Bird Jesus, but once again it was Battery Jesus who came through for the team. His Thundershock was enough to take down Blue’s menacing Blastoise.

So concludes the epic tale of Twitch Plays Pokemon Red, but soon the team will have a new adventure. The road was rough, and filled with many memorable moments, places, and characters. Those who fought for us will always be remembered…

i was really upset because theres been this massive push for urbanization around my house and there was this magnificent swath of woodland that just got plowed over, and man i grew up with those trees i mean i saw them weather the craziest of storms and now theyre all dead. dead dead dead. i can feel them striking the earth as they fall so i was really upset but then i remembered the landscapers are going to die just as well one day so ha ha check mate assholes 


Inside a Newton County, Ga., superior courtroom, Shawn stood before a judge ready to enter a guilty plea.

A year earlier, police had found him with 4 ounces of marijuana, two digital scales and plastic baggies at his family home near Atlanta. His lawyer negotiated the deal to avoid the 10-year sentence Shawn could face if his case went to trial.

During the 2012 hearing, the judge fired off 47 questions to Shawn in quick succession.

Number 38 was this: “And do you understand that this court … is not dealing with your immigration status, but that entering a guilty plea could affect your immigration status?”

Shawn says the question surprised him — to his memory, immigration had not come up before. But court transcripts show he told the judge, “yes.”

This kind of confusion is common, which is why judges and lawyers now are encouraged to use explicit language, such as, “you could be deported.”

Later in the hearing, Shawn’s lawyer appealed to the judge for a more lenient sentence for his client: “He’s married, his wife is here. … He works full-time, gainfully employed as a tree-cutter. … So I want to impress upon the court that he’s doing what he’s supposed to do, and that he otherwise — you know, this incident hopefully doesn’t define his life.”

But that’s exactly what would happen.

Even For Those Here Legally, High Stakes And Few Protections In Immigration Court

Illustration: Isabel Seliger for NPR
Photos: Kevin D. Liles for NPR
Editor’s Note: This story is part of NPR’s podcast Embedded, which digs deep into the stories behind the news.

Baby Series - First Christmas Part 4 - Christmas Eve
Baby Series can be found here First Christmas Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3

We have based the babies ages off the Birthdays we gave them. So Liam’s daughter, Amelia is almost 4 weeks; Louis’ son, Noah is nearly 4 months; Niall’s twins, Cora and Declan are 8 and a half months; Harry’s daughter, Spencer is 5 months and Zayn’s son, Kaiden is 10 and a half months.


“You can go first love,” Liam said, looking at you sitting beside him on the floor. It was Christmas Eve and one of you and Liam’s Christmas traditions was to open one present each on Christmas Eve. You smiled at him as he cradled the month old little girl close to his chest. You reached out under the tree and picked up a present. “To Mummy and Amelia, Love Daddy,” you read the tag attached, making Liam smile wider. “Something for you too, Sweet pea,” Liam whispered, kissing Amelia’s head. You unwrapped the present and giggled as you pulled out two identical purple onesies; one for you and one for Amelia. “Oh Li,” you smiled, holding up the newborn onesie. You moved closer to him and kissed him. “Thank you Li. She will look adorable in it,” you whispered, looking down at the little girl. Amelia blinked a few times, her big brown eyes looking up at you. “And you too darling,” he kissed your temple, “go try it on and I’ll change Emmy.” You smiled and quickly went the bedroom to change. Meanwhile, Liam laid Amelia down on a blanket on the floor and quickly, but gently got her out of the pink onesie. She started to fuss as the cold air hit her skin. “Shh Emmy, it’s alright, there you go,” he cooed, doing up the onesie. Just then you walked back into the room. “Oh look at you Emmy, don’t you look cute,” you whispered, reaching out for her. Liam gently placed her in your arms. “You’re so beautiful Amelia,” you whispered. “Like mother, like daughter,” he smiled, looking at his two favourite girls in the world.

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“Happy Birthday Lou,” you kissed his cheek. He noticed the snow falling outside the window. “It’s snowing. Shall we go play out in the snow Noah?” he excitedly asked the little boy on your hip. “Lou, it’s freezing out there and your family will be here soon for your birthday lunch,” you explained. “Please Y/N,” he pouted playfully, “I know you love the snow and I really want Noah to see it.” You smiled and looked down at Noah who was smiling cheekily at his father. “Let’s get you into something warmer, then we can go outside,” you said, walking towards the nursery. You quickly put Noah into a knitted thick onesie, hoping it would keep him warm. You pressed a kiss to his head and returned back to the living room, where Louis was already standing with his coat and beanie on. “Little Tommo,” Louis cooed, opening his arms. As the little boy settled in Louis’ arms, you put on your coat and followed the two boys outside. Noah squealed happily as Louis picked up a handful of snow and brought it up to his little hands. He reached out and touched it, giggling again. “I have an idea,” he yelled, giving you back Noah and drawing shapes in the snow. “What is your Daddy doing Noah?” you whispered, as Noah snuggled into you. “A snow angel,” he chuckled, and took Noah from you, making him whine slightly. Louis kissed his head, before laying him on the snow. He quickly got his phone out and took a picture. You loved seeing how happy Louis was with the little boy and couldn’t wait until he was older enough to play together.


“Ni, shh, you don’t want to wake them do you? It was hard enough getting them to sleep tonight,” you whispered, trying to be forceful. But Niall looked at you with his hands fill of presents and a pout on his face, you giggled. “Come on, the faster we do this, the faster we can go to bed,” you explained. He walked out of the wardrobe, placing a kiss on your cheek on his way and walked downstairs towards the living room. You picked up some more presents and followed him. Once downstairs, Niall took the wrapped presents from you and arranged them under the tree. You smiled at how excited he was; at was Christmas, and he got to spoil the twins, without anyone telling him to stop. Having twins and also being their first Christmas, there was twice as many presents. You stepped back and admired the tree. “Perfect, all done,” he smiled, “we make a good team, Princess.” You giggled and wrapped your arms around his waist, resting your head on his shoulder and looked at all the presents. “I can’t wait to see their faces in the morning,” he chuckled, pulling you closer to him. “I think they will like the paper and ripping it open more than all the presents,” you joked, making him shrug. “I’m going to check on the twins, to make sure they are still sleeping, meet you in our bedroom?” you asked Niall. He nodded and kissed your temple. You walked upstairs and towards the nursery. You slowly opened the door and smiled when you saw your two sleeping babies. “Goodnight my darlings,” you whispered.


“Green for your foot,” you smiled, dripping the brush into the green paint beside you on the floor. As you brushed in along the bottom of Spencer’s foot, she giggled and wiggled her foot at the coldness. “It’s ok baby girl,” I soothed and looked at Harry for help. “It’s a little cold isn’t it angel,” he whispered, tightening his grip on her, “but we’re going to make a pretty picture for nana and Aunty Gem.” Spencer stopped wiggling at the mention of the two Styles women and gave her father a toothless grin. “Ok Spence, now some little red toes,” you cooed, picking up the next brush with red paint. You smiled as you brushed it over her tiny little toes. Harry kissed her head as she giggled at the cold paint starting to dry on her foot. “Ok baby, here we go,” you said. You gently took her foot in your hand and pressed it to the paper beside the painted foot you did earlier. “All done Angel,” he whispered, “let’s down you cleaned up and Mummy can finished the picture.” You rolled your eyes at him, but knew you would be left to finish and clean up, while he was with his little girl. As you added a yellow star to the picture, you heard giggling coming from the bathroom. You smiled and quickly picked up everything and put it on the table out of your five month old’s reach and headed to the bathroom. You froze and stood in the doorway, watching them; Harry was sitting on the edge of the bath tub with Spencer on his lap as he wiped her foot clean with a wet cloth. “Merry Christmas Eve Angel,” he kissed her cheek.


“Think we have a little chef on our hands,” Zayn chuckled, with Kaiden on his lap. He lightly brushed flour off Kaiden’s cheek, making the little boy giggle. You stood in the kitchen at the counter, watching your two boys on the other side. “Shall we put these in the oven and do some more?” you asked. You picked up the tray and slid it into the preheated oven. You loved baking at Christmas time; and although Kaiden was too young to understand, Zayn wanted him to help. You reached over the counter and fixed the chef hat on his head. “You look adorable in the hat Kade. Mummy’s little helper,” you cooed, watching his eyes light up at hearing his name. “How about some trees?” you asked, holding up a tree cookie cutter. Zayn copied you and rolled out some dough in front of him and Kaiden. “A star. Like the one on top of our tree,” he said to little boy. While you and Zayn were both busy, Kaiden held the rolling pin in his cubby little hands. As he griped the end, he put his mouth on it. “Oh Kaiden no, that’s yucky,” you stuck your tongue out and shook your head. He let go and giggled at your funny face. Zayn looked up at you, not knowing what to do. “He’s teething Z. He wants to chew on everything,” you explained, your voice filled with worry. “Here you go Kade, this is better,” you said, handing him a cooked cookie. He happily sucked and chewed on it. Zayn kissed Kaiden’s head and tightened his grip on his son. “Is that yummy Kade?” you cooed, “the Malik’s make good cookies, don’t we.”

The next preference in our Mini Christmas Series will be “First Christmas Part 5 - Christmas Outfit"