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Sept. 30, 2005
The Teen in the house?!:
Xenos had been working in the studio, which was really the garage. She was busy with finishing off her projects when she heard a crash in the house. It had come from Daemon's room. She dropped her project and ran inside and up the stairs.

Daemon had been sitting on the floor. He looked like he just woke up and probably stumbled out of bed, Xenos thought till she noticed that his bed was nowhere to be found.

"Daemon, deary what did you do with your bed?" Xenos asked the now yawning Daemon.

"I'm in it," He said with a rub of his right eye.

"No you are not dear," Xenos said with a chuckle.

"No really I am," he got up sleepily and there underneath him was the small bed Xenos had built.

"What?" She had just noticed that he was very much taller then her and he's voice sounded a bit deeper.

"Daemon?" Xenos chuckled.

"What?" He had already headed to the bathroom. This is a tale for a different post.

"Well, Daemon you are a teen," Xenos blinked wildly. "I thought these things didn't happen over night but..." she fumbled over her words, "I guess in the cause of Mysterians they do!"

November 6, 2005

Daemon has come back as a strong individual. I note that he takes things into his own hands. He does not need me realy to do anything for him though every now and then he comes to ask for help just to be nice.

I've found that he does much of his own jobs. He works now to help improve the understanding of what he is at the afterschool care. The children love him and do as he says not out of fear but because they respect and care about him.

This has not surprised me at all, though I wish I had known what happened that he would become so responsible.

Nov. 25, 2005

Daemon:
I have been visiting the shop more and enjoy my time with Ceres, Malise, and the others. It has been great and I've been excited with all that I have been doing.

Christmas! Okay.. so it wasn't Christmas yet. But it was getting close! And now daddy was off Christmas shopping for all his children. All of them. He'd be at it all day. Harmony offered to help him carry all the bags home, but she wasn't allowed to shop with him - after all, that would ruin all the surprises. So he had promised to take her to the shop and drop her off for a while, picking her up again once he was inundated with packages and ready to go home. He kissed her forehead and let her walk the few paces toward the shop while he headed into the shopping district, and she found herself for the first time heading in alone. Only.. she didn't make it too far.

She walked up the steps of the front porch and was immediately struck by the sight of a centaur sitting on the front porch. She had read stories that included such a creature, but this one was different of course. This one was like her.

Harmony raised a shy hand, the other one clutching her dress behind her. "Hello." She greeted, very quietly.

Harmony blinked when she saw him bow, and out of mannerism tugged on the sides of her dress and curtseyed easily. Her father was a stickler for being so old fashioned, but she never thought him odd for it, and growing up in his influence was making her quite the same.

"I came to visit, because my father is shopping. My name is Harmony."

She looked to her side, seeing a rocking chair and climbing into it with some difficulty. Once she sat right on it, she pushed down her skirt and looked back up at him.

"May I ask your name?"

Her head turned quickly when someone came bearing tea. Her eyes widened when she turned to get Harmony a cup as well, and she tried to get out of the chair fast enough to stop her, but had only managed to slide to the side before the woman was gone again. "Oh, how nice of her. I could have gotten it however.." She murmured guiltily while straightening back up in the chair.

Harmony looked up at Daemon, and at the mention of his name gave a genuine smile. "It's nice to meet you Daemon!" She chirped out happily, and swung her legs back and forth lightly under the chair.

Harmony wasn't as familiar with tea as she'd have liked to be, but she knew one thing. "Sugar please~" Everything tasted better with sugar. Milk, however, was a completely opposite story. She eyed the honey curiously, wondering whether she'd like that in her tea or not. Better safe than sorry.

She gave Xeno a friendly smile when she returned, and brushed her hair back nervously from her face, twining her fingers around a long blonde lock. "Thank you miss." She pulled down the lock she had twined around her fingers and studied it, her brow furrowing. "But why would I throw a fit if my father's going to buy us all presents? If I did, perhaps he wouldn't buy me any. I wouldn't like that at all."

Harmony brought the cup closer, letting it's warmth travel upward and warm her face. Her cheeks turned rosy in response to the steam's caress. "Mmm, that smells really nice. What kind of tea is this?" She knew better than to try and sip it just yet - no burned tongue for her. She pressed her hand against it and felt it's warm essence infiltrate through the cup and heat up her palm.