Dirty Talk/Three Brats/The Week of June 21st to 27th, 2021/Midsummer
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Actually, I want to ask you something. You see, I had a talk with Sanni the other day, and -
Oh, that… You overheard them argue, didn't you?
H-huh? Y-yeah, but…
They don't get along, as you saw. It's sad, but…
*sigh* No, it's not just sad… It fucking sucks…
And I've been wanting to ask you about this myself since then, but…
…But?
What is it that you actually heard…?
Actually, I'm not quite sure what it was about, and we did talk about some exciting stuff, as I was about to tell you.
Granny called my father a rapist, didn't she?
Oh, umm…
Yeah, she did… But that's not true, isn't it? Just a misunderstanding or something, right…?
It's complicated… Like, he made a terrible mistake, but… That's not him, not all he is…
Do you think he's a bad person?
I don't know what to think because I've only met him briefly, but…
Sanni sure made it seem like he is a bad guy, but surely that's an exaggeration?
It is! It totally is!
I mean… He doesn't seem like a bad guy to me. I didn't get that impression at all.
I was afraid you would've hated him or something because of what granny might've told you…
No, not hate, never… I guess I was at one point low-key worried about your relationship with him, but… It does seem to me like you love and trust him, so…
Yeah, I do…
And thanks, by the way. For believing him and believing me.
Huh? Y-you're welcome, I guess…
It's just that, when I think about what others could think of him if they knew… It m-makes me wanna cry, you know…
Oh, come on… Give me a big hug…
If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, you have one right here…
I… I appreciate it, and I love you for it, but…
I'm not gonna start crying… Not today…
So smile a little, will you?
R-right… I'm sorry for getting all emo on you…
I just got a little concerned you might hate my dad, so…
Do you wanna tell me your side of the story then? Since I feel like your grandmother was kind of biased with her opinion of what happened…
I mean, she means well, but she's also strict, stubborn, and very unforgiving. I don't hate her for it or anything, but she's a bit too much sometimes.
But sure, I guess we have plenty of time before Heidi comes. It's more like my father's and Pippi's side of the story since I was too young to remember… But I guess I could tell you about their past - my past - my mother, all that stuff.
You've talked with Pippi about this too?
More than with anyone else. She's my cousin, actually.
Really now?
Yeah, from my mother's side. My mother had a twin sister, so Pippi is part of my extended family. In that sense, she's kind of like a big sister to me. Always there for me.
Huh… I'm kinda glad you have somebody like that despite being the only child…
Well, we've still been living apart since it WAS my granny who took guardianship of me, and not my auntie… but we used to be in daily contact when I was younger. Not so much anymore.
Why not?
She's a busy woman, for starters. I don't really need a babysitter anymore either.
So why would your father, especially within family…
Not "especially", but "precisely".
W-what do you mean?
What did my granny tell you about his motive?
I can't remember well… But something about looking for an outlet, if I'm remembering right…
Yeah. He thought she could take it. Obviously, she could only be pushed so far…
He misread her, and went he too far…
Did she mention… a resemblance then?
I guess she did… Huh…
And the last ingredient was his own feelings. Sadness, anger at himself, at that drunk driver who killed her, who almost killed me… Depression…
A drunk driver…?
Yeah, that's how my mother died. We were on a family holiday here for Christmas. You know, because I was born in Rovaniemi, where we used to live. I don't actually remember much about the event itself, but it's not that hard to imagine what happened. A slippery forest road, a pitch black winter night, snowy weather, and an idiot who had taken a few too many beers…
A recipe for disaster…
Of course, my father blamed himself at first because he was behind the wheel, even though none of it was his fault… He was the only one to get out of it unscathed too…
So, I guess that's also why you ended up staying here then…
Yep! My father still remains as my sole guardian on paper, of course, but my granny is who raised me without question, and that's something I love her eternally for!
It was very kind of her.
Kind, yes, but also kind of necessary. I don't have a lot of family outside those who live here, so nobody else could really afford to pick up the slack… I mean, my granny couldn't really afford it anyway, but she still did…
But, it was still a little hard for me. Like, my mother was gone, just like that… And even though my father was by my side throughout most of my stay in the hospital…
I just couldn't understand what had happened, apparently… I couldn't understand why I was hurt…
Milka… I'm glad you're alive…
. . .
Oh, don't cry now…
. . .
Come on…
You almost make me want to take advantage of that blue star right now…
H-huh?
Kidding, kidding…
But seriously, thanks. You… *sniff* k-kinda caught me off guard…
I meant it.
And, I guess that's also why your father was so depressed then…
*sigh* Yeah, more or less…
He's open about what he did, at least with those who know, but all he ever says is that he wishes he could take it back, and he's still a little afraid of people knowing. So if you would, once we're done with this, ummm… "Talk", let's make sure it keeps between you and me, okay?
That's a promise.
And speaking of promises… Did you promise my granny the same?
I… I did, and I feel a little bad… But I seriously meant to ask you about something else we talked about…
You can tell me later, okay? Maybe once Heidi comes…
Well, okay then…
So, uhmmm… Pippi actually tells me that what happened that night was equally her fault as it was his…
Really? Your granny told your father sought her out or something…
Well, yes, but it's not like they hadn't had many talks before that moment. Pippi is a very, very sweet girl, and she did spend a lot of time on her uncle's, my father's side…
And, errr… She might've had her own ideas about how to make him happy, and it was only a matter of time until my father took notice of her "offer"…
So, it was Pippi who initiated the sex, or?
No, not initiate it… but she WAS wearing her bright-pink diamond…
She wore a diamond that day…?
I mean, not to get offtopic or anything…
But she is the "Crazy Diamond."
Huh…?
The Pink Floyd song. Have you heard it?
♫ "Shine on, you crazy diamond…" ♫
A fun little nickname for her, because it's all she used to wear!
She's a pervert then?
That's one way to put it! Anyway, since she also happened to have a striking resemblance to her mother, and my mother for that fact, the reasons I told you earlier… My father took advantage of it…
What was the problem then?
He did the one thing that Pippi doesn't like to do, a thing that my mother apparently loved…
He tied her up.
That's not so bad, is it?
IT IS when you don't like it! That's a colossal no-no!
I guess…
But I get what you mean. Maybe a pair of cute handcuffs wouldn't be that bad to spice sex up, and nobody would've gotten their panties in the twist if that's all he did, but my father was angry, heartbroken, and his mind was clouded.
In Pippi's own words: "He tied me up with tape and rope, and he hurt me. He smacked me, scratched me, and shoved me around violently. He pulled my hair, grabbed my tits harder than anyone had ever done, and he made me feel genuinely hurt. She even slapped my face. I wasn't being loved like a person, but instead being used like a tool."
She tolerated it for a while, thinking she could just let my father have his fantasies, thinking that maybe grinning through it would at least make him feel better, but he apparently just wouldn't stop. He was drunk too, which scared Pippi. When she finally tried to get him to calm down and begged him to stop, he… he taped her mouth shut too, and called her every degrading name in the book… Even admitted aloud that nothing was going to make him stop…
Like, you do not treat a Star-Bearer like that, especially not one as precious as a "Diamond"…
. . .
Pippi couldn't talk nor escape, but she could still pray. So she cried and she prayed, and Lauhatar herself had seen enough…
Your granny said Lauhatar told her or something… But is that really true?
It does sound a little unbelievable, doesn't it? Like, I know she's real, but still…
How else could Sanni have learned?
That's the tricky part. She couldn't have known what was happening. Nobody could have. My father was on their family ranch that day and hadn't even been in contact with my granny. He had then driven Pippi to somewhere really secluded, yet somehow Sanni knew to call my dad the instant Pippi had made her little prayer. When he didn't answer, she somehow knew where to find him, and made her way there…
So yeah, how else do you explain it? Luck? Intuition?
She could've known some of his son's favorite spots…
Sure could've…
She could've also followed them.
I guess, but why didn't she put a stop to it earlier then? Why even feel the need to call?
Tracker on the phone? GPS?
Emmy, she's a grandma, not a freaking hacker.
Just throwing some ideas…
Lauhatar also reassured Pippi that she would be saved, which calmed her down too…
Huh…
So, uhmm… Yeah… Sanni kind of walked in on his son, and I guess her screaming at him must've finally made him realize his fuck-up…
And Pippi? She forgave him, right?
Oh, she did. She felt sorry for him and kind of remembers that event fondly as a "bonding moment". It sounds messed-up, I know, but it's like, she could be an outlet for him and the pain he was feeling or something. I'm not actually quite sure what kind of mental gymnastics she came up with, but she and my father are on very good terms these days, just like they used to be on great terms even before what happened…
Sounds to me like your granny should just forgive him then. I mean, if Pippi forgives him, then what's even the problem?
Well, Lauhatar HAD to answer her prayer, for starters. She will answer when we're afraid, when we're in danger, and especially when we pray to her…
Just keep that in mind if you ever feel like you're in serious danger…
I will. Thanks.
And, like I said, my granny is very strict, so once she learned, she was not going to let that go.
Could she have been blaming herself too? I mean, she raised him…
It's possible, yeah. I haven't talked about this much with my granny, and whenever I asked her why she dislikes my father, she would just change the topic or lie to me. I will probably have this talk with her eventually, maybe even beg for her to forgive my dad…
I think you should bring it up with your granny then. I mean, I'm sure she'll forgive him, especially if you say he's a good person.
Thanks for the encouragement, but… I'm just afraid to bring it up with her… Maybe because I'm scared of the possibility that she will never forgive him…
Like, granny disowned him for crying out loud. He even forbade him from seeing me for years because she feared what he could do to me.
So you kinda lost both your parents, huh…
Yeah, and this went on for years because she just couldn't trust him. I guess my father accepted this "punishment" because he was afraid too. He would still send my granny checks to make sure she could afford me, but that's pretty much his entire involvement in my life during my pre-school years.
Still, we did eventually reunite, as you can see! Just like I eventually learned the truth. You know, since this is all second-hand stuff I've learned during the past one or two years or so…
But he is good to you, right?
Huh?
Since you have a "thing" going on between you…
He always has my well-being in mind, first and foremost, so don't you worry! The only tears he's ever made me shed are happy tears!
How did this all affect you then?
Well, what do you think?
You were confused?
Believe me, I was! Brought to live in a foreign land without my parents, I could barely even speak the freaking language! My father used to talk Swedish to me when he was at home in Rovaniemi, but that wasn't too often, sadly, so I couldn't even communicate with anyone else except my granny!
Well, I'd say you learned the language pretty well! I mean, you don't even have an accent…
I'm a linguistic genius!
*giggle* Are you really?
*chuckle* No, I'm actually a fucking dumbass…
Oh come on… You're so not dumb…
Nah, but seriously, granny could speak to me in both languages, which made learning easy. Still, I was the shy, quiet, lonely kid who couldn't understand anything that was going on around her, lonely in the playground with no friends, feeling like I didn't belong…
You sure have changed since then…
I hope for the better! Or would you actually prefer the shy, quiet, and emo Milka?
I'd like to think that I'd like you no matter what…
Awww, you sure know how to make a girl blush!
What changed then?
I learned about sex…
Wait… How old were you again?
Oh sheesh, I don't even know… Five?
Holy shit that's early!
Shocking, I know…
How was it for you, by the way?
You mean, learning about sex?
Uh-huh. Or do you seriously mean to tell you I taught you about sex?
No, no, it was a couple of years before that. Kids like to ask questions about things they don't understand… different body parts and all that, and stuff's blasted on TV as well…
Right…
And access to internet too, I guess… I mean, the info isn't difficult to come by, and you don't need to be a genius hacker to bypass all kinds of parental controls and such…
And gossip between girls helps too…
Yeah, that's the biggest part! Every nine-year-old little girl in Stockholm knows about sex, even if they don't admit it or find it interesting!
For me, it was different. You see, I did have one friend. Her name was Mustikka.
Who's that? Another cousin?
. . . . . It's gonna be a lot funnier if I don't tell you yet!
How so…?
You'll understand!
Anyway, I used to follow her around all the time. I was so fascinated by her for some reason, even though we couldn't really understand each other. Must've been her dazzling beauty…
So, she was older than you?
I think she was seven at the time? Anyway, I walked into her doing it.
You walked in on your seven-year-old friend having sex? Now you've got to be joking…
I'm serious!
Milka, stop the cap.
No cap, Emmy! There she was, on all fours, taking a dick, moaning, and meowing like she was in pain!
Yeah, right!
…Wait, "meowing!?"
*giggle* She was a cat!
. . .
And I ran to Pippi being all like:
"WAAAAHHH!! The big mean cat was bullying Mustikka! He was on top of her and making her cry!"
. . .
And she laughed her ass off while I was sobbing and confused! Her friends got into it too after she translated what I told her, which made me cry even more!
Well I hope they at least managed to calm your stupid ass down…
They did! Can't remember precisely what Pippi said to me, but she assured that everything was fine, and the cats were just playing! Having fun! Kinda liked being ticked, except instead of being made laugh, she was being made feel other, more POWERFUL emotions!
And of course, I got interested because Pippi always loved to tickle me, and despite being the loner I was, I loved to laugh! That got me curious as well!
Let me guess, Pippi started teaching you about the game then, or…?
Yeah, together with her younger brother!
It kinda sounds fucked-up to think she would teach someone that young about the markings…
But the idea made me so happy! She taught me how to feel good, and I was just having fun!
That almost makes it sound worse…
*giggle* And you're almost starting to sound like a Karen!
I mean, come on…
"Come on", what?! Fun triumphs all!
You… were… freaking… five…
It was dress-up and roleplay! They made it SO much fun!
What kind of dress-up was it then…?
Well, skimpy outfits, cosplay and such, and, ummm… This might shock you, but bear with me…
H-huh…?
Got a pen?
S-sure…
*scribble* Aite, gimme a second…
♧ This right here was my favorite thing in the world growing up…
They made you wear THAT!?
No, no, I picked it, not them. I wanted to be their little kitty cat to be stroked, played with, and pampered… Nothing made me happier…
. . .
Don't be shocked now… It wasn't extreme… Just a bit kinky…
But what did they even make you do? I mean, that's a freaking club you were wearing… what you are wearing…
Well, yes. I was their dress-up doll, like I said, and I was their kitty cat!
Did they train you or what?
I - was - a - CAT!
Cats are not servants to be trained, Emmy. Cats are free. No collars or leashes, no tricks or jumping through hoops.
Pet-play can take many, many forms, you know. Besides, I didn't even perceive it as sexual, not even when they obviously, ermm… "rubbed and stroked" me. In hindsight, they were obviously getting their rocks off at the idea, and acquainting me to sex and pleasure… but who cares? I had fun, so I certainly don't. It made me happy when almost nothing else would, or so I'd like to think it changed me for the better.
But like, did you wear it outside then? Did you have sexual partners?
No, never. If there's one thing they taught me better than anything else, it's the fact that it needed to remain a secret. I didn't even take my first cock until like two years later, which took quite a lot of preparation and "dick training", might I add.
Still, I… No, they did eventually fuck-up and slip after a year or two of playing it in secret…
. . .
They forgot to wash the club off when my granny picked me up from the ranch, and then she found it on me that evening. She was first against me starting so young, but when she learned that I had already been doing it for so long and having nothing but fun in doing so, she quickly changed her tune and took me under her direct guidance…
That ended pretty well for you, then…
It did! It made perfect sense for her to teach me, an up-and-coming Star-Bearer, considering she used to do this when she was young too! She's always been one to spread the knowledge about this game because she wants everyone to experience the joy of it!
And since she wanted to teach me more, she eventually wanted me to start wearing the star too, and -
Finally here! So sorry I'm late!
Oh, hey!
Whalecum!
*snicker* So, what're you talking about?
♧ This!
Wow, you sure are feeling it tonight!
I sure am! And I guess I was talking about other stuff too… In fact, I was just about to tell her how I popped my cherry.
Tell her later.
Fine…
What are we doing tonight? Playing around? With or without stars?
Well, this isn't quite a star, but… I vote with!
I guess you're feeling playful tonight!
Hahaha, aren't I always? And since Emmy is already wearing hers…
I just hope she's not wearing black like she did the other day…
Of course not, but I am -
You wore WHAT!?
O-oh, right… I didn't tell you yet…
Remember what we told her on Friday? About messing with her brother? She forgot she was wearing a black star and waltzed around the village with it!
Ohhhh, that's so funny!
Well, it really wasn't. I was seriously worried, and…
Oh, who am I kidding? It was hilarious!
You girls are fucking assholes…
Anyway, if you don't have suggestions, I suggest we continue our little village tour!
Haven't we pretty much showed her everything already?
There's still one place we didn't have time to take her to…
I'm talking about "ze ranch!"
Ooooh hell yeah I'm in!
Is it far?
Just a teensy bit past Trolleby.
*sigh* At least let's use bikes this time around… I'm so not gonna walk over three kilometers in one direction again…
Oh, you got your new bike?
Huh? Yeah, I just haven't used it much yet… It's a little intimidating…
*snicker* Are you still in your "training wheels" phase?
It's a Cannondale! A proper mountain bike! A big girl bike! Just too many gears and only hand breaks, so…
Well, let's go get it then!
Oh, and just one more thing, so I don't forget, Emilia.
I'm all ears.
Make sure you call her "Picchan" when you meet her.
Yes, do that!
Why do I have a feeling you're trying to get me in trouble… Like you did with Marianne…
Don't worry! You're not gonna be in trouble! It'll just be funny!
Wait, are those Reindeer? There's so many…
Yep!
They're so well-trained and tame…
Oh, they're wild.
Huh? How?
They're kind of like you, Emmy! They've got no sense of danger!
Yeah, they're just about the dumbest animals known to man!
Okay, you two can stop teasing me already…
Hahaha, no way! I'm never gonna stop teasing you about it!
Still, doesn't look like much of a ranch, to be honest… I mean, can you even grow anything worthwhile here?
They herd these dumbass Reindeer.
Huh, that's cool…
Oh, Milka! Welcome!
Hi, uncle!
You brought your friends along?
Just visiting for fun! Showing the new kid around!
Yeah, umm… Hi!
Stay as long as you like! It's a busy day, and my wife's preparing a big roast, so you can eat too if you want to!
Where's Pippi? How about Becky?
Becky is hanging out in his room with his friends, said he doesn't wish to be disturbed. Pippi is, well… She said she went to get some meat, but she should be home by now…
"Meat?"
Well, since we are -
*BANG!*
EEEEK!
- a family of hunters, all that jazz…
*snicker*
Wooow, did that actually startle you?
I guess she finally found a suitable stag…
Was that a gunshot?
Of course it was a gunshot! Where the hell do you think meat comes from, Emmy?
Well, like… Factories?
Oh, you city kids…
Let's get inside, so Emmy's stomach doesn't turn when she sees a dead Reindeer!
Did it startle you, Emmy? Sorry about that.
It's, umm… Emilia, sir… Emmy's just a nickname between friends…
Rolls nicer off the tongue, that's for sure. Oh, but Emilia it is then, since it'd be weird for an old man to be your friend…
Anyway, they live much happier lives in the wild, with no stress of the slaughterhouse spoiling them, so don't feel too bad about Rudolf! He lived a good life!
Oh-kay…
Oooh, so we're eating "Rudolf!" My favorite!
Door's unlocked, so no need to knock.
Thank you for your hospitality…
Follow me! To the kitchen!
We should totally disturb Becky…
Duh…
I just need a drink first…
Milka! Mitä kuuluu, mussukka?
((TL: "What's up, sweetie?"))
Mitä nyt vähän… Ummm…
We're a little thirsty after cycling so much!
Oh, who's the cute blonde kid?
Name's Emilia, ma'am.
Oooooh, what do my eyes see…
Don't worry…
I'll be gentle with my, ummm… Punishment… 💗
Lakkaa pelottelemasta häntä…
((TL: "Stop scaring her…"))
*giggle* I'm kidding… I only get rough with, um… the disobedient ones… 💗
Here's a bottle for you, Emmy! Or do you wanna share it with me? Since it's pretty big…
I guess we can share…
I'll settle for a soda can.
Out you go now! Go enjoy a warm summer day…
Don't worry… She won't come for you as long as you don't break the rules…
. . .
Please don't try to scare her with nonsense…
Nonsense? You're so mean, Heidi…
So anyway, what do you think is happening behind this door?
A sweaty sausage party? I wonder who he has over.
Let's eavesdrop! Come here, Emmy!
I thought we were gonna go somewhere, not just talk about games.
Oh, come on! The new kid said he loves FPS games! He's a perfect addition to our team!
Our team? My computer can barely even handle Valorant and Overwatch…
Me, my sister, Hugo, Marianne, and now him!
Oh, I was always the extra? Lame…
Don't say that! We can always swap people around since there are six of us! Someone's always gonna be busy. Isn't that right, new kid?
I have a name, you know…
. . .
Right, Sven! You in, or?
Well, it might be fun to play with new -
Sven!
Sven!
. . .
. . .
. . .
Kukkuluuruu, Milka…
Just passing through…
. . .
Why are we being spied on by a bunch of kids?
Sven!
Oh, what's up pipsqeak?
What the fuuuuuuck are you doing here?
What? Just hanging out, that's all.
More importantly, what are YOU doing here?
Just hanging out, that's all.
Yeah, she's with us!
We're just showing her around!
Does this little parrot even have permission to be this far away from her bird-cage?
Of course I do! I told my mom I was going for a ride!
So, are they your new friends?
Yeah, he was looking real lonely buying chips at "Nära", so we kinda started pestering him.
And then we brought him here!
Yeah, and now he's our friend. You cool with that?
Of course I'm cool with that…
Is she your new girlfriend then, Sven?
. . .
Emmy, he's actually -
Shhhhh! It's cool…
Emilia, for fuck's sake…
I'm not gonna steal your boyfriend if that's what you're worried about…
He's my brother!
Oh, I thought YOU'RE his girlfriend! My bad!
As if that pervert would ever have a girlfriend…
Oh, that's right. Sven, you mentioned you had a younger sister.
Yeah, that's her. A bit dumb, as you can see.
Hey!
I guess she's THEIR age…
Don't look at me like that…
So, Sven. Are you single then?
Yeah, I -
Do you want me to be your girlfriend?
What are you -
I would be careful around him if I were you!
Why?
He's a pervert!
You're such a dumbass, Emilia…
Well then…
I'd say this is a pervert-friendly zone.
Yeah, and girls get the boot from my room.
Don't kick us out!
Yeah, we'll behave! Let's play something fun!
Spin a bottle? Truth or dare? I'm feeling daring tonight…
No, it's a boy's private party. No girls allowed.
And Emilia…
. . .
Don't worry about me stealing your boyfriend!
Dude…
I'm actually straight, and that means I like cute girls such as yourself!
. . .
Dude, that's my sister you're talking to…
We'll go look for Pippi then! Since you BOYS are so boring!
Yeah! Imagine not wanting to hang out with girls!
You're never getting laid with that attitude!
What a bunch of virgins!
. . .
See you later, kids!
*slam!*
*snicker* Ohmygosh, Emilia…
But… she's… he's so pretty… so I thought…
He's probably just amused by your confusion.
Just as amused as we are!
Why didn't you warn me…
*chuckle* Because I thought it'd be funny!
I feel like such an idiot…
Oh, don't worry about it! I made the same mistake when I first met him! Although, he was wearing a dress and make-up then with a long wig, so…
Let's just get outside and do something fun while we're waiting for Pippi!
I mean, since the boys don't wanna hang out with us, we could just shoot the shit for a while.
Oh, right! I was about to explain to Emmy how I lost my virginity before you interrupted us, Heidi.
Yeah, you were…
So, you wanna know?
That's not actually what I wanted to ask her about… I was more interested in talking about all that other stuff…
*sigh* No, it's not just sad… It fucking sucks…
And I've been wanting to ask you about this myself since then, but…
Wait, what was it that Sanni told me again? She explicitly told me to not talk to Milka about this… Milka almost looks like she doesn't want to talk about it either, like she's sad or afraid or something, so maybe that's what Sanni was also worried about…
I might just have to try and shift the discussion and say what we talked about wasn't about her father…
I might just have to try and shift the discussion and say what we talked about wasn't about her father…
Yeah, she did… But that's not true, isn't it? Just a misunderstanding or something, right…?
Do you think he's a bad person?
Sanni sure made it seem like he is a bad guy, but surely that's an exaggeration?
And thanks, by the way. For believing him and believing me.
It's kind of weird to see Milka like this, but I guess it makes a little sense for her to be bummed out about her family situation, especially since none of it seems to be her fault. She's just a kid caught in family drama. Sanni did tell me to not speak about this with her, but I want to know… No, no, it's not that… I feel like I have to talk with her about this since she's my friend, and I want to be there for her and know her better… More importantly, I want to hear her side of the story, especially if it's affecting her this much…
I'm not gonna start crying… Not today…
I just got a little concerned you might hate my dad, so…
Must be a little hard for her if she loves both her father and her grandmother, but they don't like each other…
But, it was still a little hard for me. Like, my mother was gone, just like that… And even though my father was by my side throughout most of my stay in the hospital…
She was in the hospital? Well, she did say she almost died herself…
But seriously, thanks. You… *sniff* k-kinda caught me off guard…
And, I guess that's also why your father was so depressed then…
He's open about what he did, at least with those who know, but all he ever says is that he wishes he could take it back, and he's still a little afraid of people knowing. So if you would, once we're done with this, ummm… "Talk", let's make sure it keeps between you and me, okay?
And, errr… She might've had her own ideas about how to make him happy, and it was only a matter of time until my father took notice of her "offer"…
But she is the "Crazy Diamond."
♫ "Shine on, you crazy diamond…" ♫
She has a beautiful singing voice, huh…
He tied her up.
In Pippi's own words: "He tied me up with tape and rope, and he hurt me. He smacked me, scratched me, and shoved me around violently. He pulled my hair, grabbed my tits harder than anyone had ever done, and he made me feel genuinely hurt. She even slapped my face. I wasn't being loved like a person, but instead being used like a tool."
Okay, that's way too far…
Like, you do not treat a Star-Bearer like that, especially not one as precious as a "Diamond"…
So yeah, how else do you explain it? Luck? Intuition?
Just keep that in mind if you ever feel like you're in serious danger…
I'm not so sure about being so trusting in divine intervention, as I'd rather avoid sticky situations in the first place, just like Heidi said… Personal responsibility and all that, but who knows… Maybe if the shit goes tits up, and I have no-one else to turn to… Who knows…
Like, granny disowned him for crying out loud. He even forbade him from seeing me for years because she feared what he could do to me.
Still, we did eventually reunite, as you can see! Just like I eventually learned the truth. You know, since this is all second-hand stuff I've learned during the past one or two years or so…
How was it for you, by the way?
Anyway, I used to follow her around all the time. I was so fascinated by her for some reason, even though we couldn't really understand each other. Must've been her dazzling beauty…
…Wait, "meowing!?"
And of course, I got interested because Pippi always loved to tickle me, and despite being the loner I was, I loved to laugh! That got me curious as well!
♧ This right here was my favorite thing in the world growing up…
Cats are not servants to be trained, Emmy. Cats are free. No collars or leashes, no tricks or jumping through hoops.
She sure makes it sound tame, but still… I had no idea…
Still, I… No, they did eventually fuck-up and slip after a year or two of playing it in secret…
And since she wanted to teach me more, she eventually wanted me to start wearing the star too, and -
I'm talking about "ze ranch!"
So, this ranch is where Mikla's extended family lives? And since she did say I'm gonna meet Pippi… I'm all for that! And since Heidi seems down with it as well, there's really no reason not to go there! It's gonna be fun to meet new people, that's for sure, and I get to put my new bike to a proper test…
Well, Trolleby sure was tiny… Sheesh, the only service they had was a mailbox… I guess we're riding way past it to the wildlands again, although this area doesn't even look that forested anymore. Looks more like a Tundra at this point, as there isn't really anything to farm here either. Then again, we are on getting to a higher altitude, closer to that little lonely fjeld's peak…
He's pretty damn handsome for a grey-haired old man… A silver fox…
Wait, am I starting to think like Milka and Heidi? They did call my dad handsome the first time they met too… Sheesh, have I changed, judging the looks of every freaking adult man I come across… It might be fun to actually have sex with an older guy for the first time in my life…
Wait, am I starting to think like Milka and Heidi? They did call my dad handsome the first time they met too… Sheesh, have I changed, judging the looks of every freaking adult man I come across… It might be fun to actually have sex with an older guy for the first time in my life…
That was so loud… Never even heard one in Stockholm… Only in TV…
Fuck… Is this normal? I guess it is… I may have just been a little stupid… Of course meat comes from animals…
Anyway, they live much happier lives in the wild, with no stress of the slaughterhouse spoiling them, so don't feel too bad about Rudolf! He lived a good life!
Am I really the weird one out here? Fuck, I don't wanna eat "Rudolf the red-nosed reindeer"… Although, if it is delicious… I mean, I love meat…
I just need a drink first…
((TL: "What's up, sweetie?"))
We're a little thirsty after cycling so much!
Wait, where is she looking…
Is she looking at the blue star? I forgot to hide it properly…
WHAT?!
((TL: "Stop scaring her…"))
What the hell was that… Why would she want to punish anyone? For wearing a star inside her house or something? I didn't even understand what Milka said, but…
Didn't Sanni talk something about punishments too? What was it about again? Was it even important? Something about Kostikki, something about Jokers… I'm almost afraid to ask… I mean, for a moment, there was this… almost like an evil gleam in her eyes… in her otherwise friendly and loving demeanor…
I guess Milka told me not to worry, so I shouldn't…
I guess Milka told me not to worry, so I shouldn't…
It was… Probably nothing…
Time to eavesdrop and be naughty then, I guess…
Time to eavesdrop and be naughty then, I guess…
What the fuck is he doing in here…
Kukkuluuruu, Milka…
Why are we being spied on by a bunch of kids?
She's pretty, I give her that. I guess the other guy is Becky, but more importantly…
More importantly, what are YOU doing here?
So, are they your new friends?
Is she your new girlfriend then, Sven?
Wait, her room?
And Emilia…
*slam!*
That might be fun. I bet it's gonna be another unbelievable story… Not that I doubt her or anything…
Wait, wasn't there that thing I was actually supposed to ask Milka before that whole discussion got derailed earlier? Milka said I should ask her once Heidi gets here, so maybe I will do it now… Even though I'm a little nervous about what they would think of it…
Wait, wasn't there that thing I was actually supposed to ask Milka before that whole discussion got derailed earlier? Milka said I should ask her once Heidi gets here, so maybe I will do it now… Even though I'm a little nervous about what they would think of it…
Should Emilia ask her friends what they know about wild orgies in the woods?
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