Tim

Christopher softly pulled a distance as he wiped her tears, it could be said it had been a long time he had seen his wife cry this way. He held onto Christy's hands, they were both full of smiles as they stare at each other in the eyes afraid, this lovely moment would disappear.

However, he suddenly felt his stomach rumble and all he could feel was hunger. Once again their lovely moment was ruined by his hunger.

Christy smiled seeing her husband's embarrassed look. Ever since their little quarrel, she noticed he had barely been able to muster the strength to eat properly due to his guilty conscience.

While he noticed his wife looking at him, he slowly stood up.

"Dear, today let this stupid husband of yours, make breakfast for everyone!"

After Christopher got up, he carried Christy and made breakfast for everyone, which appeared unusually surprising to the family, since the household seemed to be had been going through a tough phase. Christy announced that their new older brother would be arriving later in the day and that there were minor arrangements that should be made.

Most especially with the children's room which Christopher would take care of, and the foodstuff and preparations.

Before she left she advised the girls, to be kind and they should impress no hostility or any sort of behavior that might make him feel uncomfortable.

--A few hours later.

Finally, in the evening time. Christopher arrived home with a horse wagon, a crowd had immediately formed outside their doorpost from the creaky noise the wagon wheels had made.

Everyone was anxious, bewildered and nervous, at this point. All this was about suddenly having an older brother and a new son out of the blue, his identity was quite intriguing to everyone.

The moment the wagon was lowered, Christopher and Christy decided it was time to finally, usher the young unfamiliar figure sitting within the wooden carriage.

Belle's body kept quivering, no one knew if it was from excitement or the fact she was likely to be cold. Although she was quivering, her face showed nothing but an energetic attitude, she could be said to be naturally happy to welcome the new older brother but also a bit apprehensive about his attitude.

Everyone stared with more anxiousness than excitement, at the new and unfamiliar figure who was slowly making his way out. At the crowded sight, he was welcome with, made the figure staggered momentarily.

No to be precise, at the sight of Tobi, he felt a sense of familiarity, nauseous and nervousness, excluding everyone who was staring at him.

Tobi had trouble describing his first impression of the boy. It was a strange sense of familiarity.

He looked to be between ten to eleven years old, his height was approximately 54.2 inches(138.2cm). He was wearing a patched-up brown shirt, with colored short nickers that were too dark to tell of the former color it was made from.

His knees were dotted with little scars, from woods and grass cuts. He had bushy black hair, he appeared somewhat unrefined with his childish and naive smile, compared to Christopher who had a handsome but rough look.

Everyone exchanged glances with the young boy in front of them, for a couple of seconds.

Ada looked at him in bewilderment, he looked taller than her? He was probably taller than her with a head and half. If they were closer, she would have to tilt her head up and stretch her ankles to look up at him.

"Everyone, meet your beloved older brother, Tim. And Tim welcome to your new home and family."

The words 'beloved older brother' sounded a bit exaggerated to Tobi's ears. After a brief introduction Christy and Christopher, took their new son Tim into their house since Belle might start acting up at any moment.

That night everyone had a difficult time sleeping or eating properly because they were too excited except Tobi who ravaged Christy's udder until his fill, as he completed his drinking milk daily task.

Apart from that Christopher and Christy personally took care of the meals, since the atmosphere was a joyous one, the meals could be said to be extravagant.

Even though Tobi participated in the eventful night involuntarily, his major concern was ravaging Christy's udders in front of him.

And finally, after the feast, Christy and the girls showed their brother and son to his new room. Soon everyone slept late in the middle of the night, of course except Tobi who was completing his meditation technique daily task.

Tim, who had been barraged with numerous events, topics, food, and beautiful sight to behold, had trouble sleeping as well as he stared at the ceiling silently.

This together with the strange new house, the unfamiliar surrounding, the foreign new siblings, and mother.

Everything pointed to one conclusion, but Tim was refusing to accept this new absurd reality of his. Ever since he had arrived here, his father had been calling that strange woman his wife and those kids his children.

At first, he could barely comprehend what was happening, if wasn't for his mother telling him that he should be wary of a woman called Christy and that she was the one who had snatched his father and her husband away from them. He wouldn't have believed this new 'mother' of his was a witch.

Most especially, he had slowly accepted this fact, after reaffirming she had given birth to a demon child with four creepy dark pupils, the sight of him had made him almost puke, with palpable disgust.

The more Tim tried to rationalize it, the more his thought sank deeply into it, and the more he feels how unfair his mother had been treated, and was left to suffer outside.

How could she take another woman's husband? And still, be comfortable and feel happy?

Suddenly realizing this much fact, that meant his mother was right all along, the hatred for his father's wife and their children grew increasingly.

Tim had this cold smirk on his face in contrast to the childish and naive expression, he had displayed earlier.

"Christy.." He muttered with a chilly deep hatred, impressed in his voice that could frighten a child as if Christy was the one who had killed his family.