The Pinecone of Secrets by The Real Nick

  

The Pinecone of Secrets

Hello everyone! 

I am the author of this story and am getting my footing after over a decade of not writing. This story is pure fiction and inspired by a friend's gaming experience. Busts don't start happening until Chapter 3 and I apologize if it's a bit slower than you're use to but still hope you enjoy!

Chapter I

   Character Creation on Maple Street

The sun rose gently over the rows of what was presumably a normal, unassuming stretch of upper Midwest town. In particular, it seemed to cast a more radiant glow along the stretches of various middle to upper class homes with well maintained landscaping on Maple Street. It was a Spring day, the end of March, and the town of Sunnyside, which was tucked against a mountainside, was just kicking away the remnants of what would be their last snowfall of the year.

All was quiet, save for the casual but almost uniform sound of several car alarms being disarmed. And almost as if on que, the front doors of the various homes on Maple Street would open as a legion of fatherly figures meandered out of their homes. Coats, suits, brief cases and coffee cups. Waves of hands, caffeine fueled smiles and neighborly exchanges of

“Morning! Heck of a week! “

“How about those Jets!”

“Hump day am I right?”

Came from all of them at seemingly scheduled intervals, as their wives followed them out to the porches, giving parting kisses and waves, before one by one they climbed into their vehicles and systematically backed out of their driveways and screeched off in rather frantic speeds, belying their niceties.

The mothers all waved to one another with a mixed bag of genuine and feigned smiles, before dipping back inside their homes. A calm silence filled the neighborhood again, birds could be heard chirping and singing, darting about in-between trees. The skies looked mostly cloud free, and were showing to be a bright, clear, beautiful blue.

It was going to be a fantastic day.

Unplanned Guests Day 2: Stuck written by Jimmy

 

Unplanned Guests

Day 2: Stuck

 

by Jimmy

 

 

Logan Kruger was so happy to say goodbye to Zach.

Last night, Zach and his cousin Junior first meeting did not go well. At breakfast there was a cold stare from Junior that Logan felt could freeze Zach to his chair. Zach happily crunched his Cheerio's and kept making comments about how much he loves “These nuts crack so easy in my mouth” or “Nuts are so easily broken around me.”

Junior squirms on his chair, one hand covering his goods.

Logan sighs, and changes the subject.

Not too long afterwards, Logan waves goodbye to his friend Zach closing the door behind him. It's raining pretty heavily and it looks like lounging by the pool is out for the day. Logan turns back to Junior who is still moodily swirling his moving his metal spoon in small circles around his cereal bowl. “Pool is out...how about we head out and see a movie?”

Junior seems to perk up. “Can we go to see the new horror film, Black Phone 2?” Unable to see a movie like that without someone 18 or older, Junior was going to be forced to wait until it hits on one of his screening platforms.

Logan grins, “Sure.”

“Thanks! You are the best.” Junior grabs him in a fierce hug, and Logan takes in his scent of sugary cereal and his musty bedhead smell.

“You need a shower.”

Junior pulls back and smells one of his pits and makes a face, tongue sticking out. “Yeah, I do. But so do you.”

“Fair enough, let's go shower and change before we go.”

Junior is already halfway up the stairs, the floorboards creaking under his fast past sprint, clothes tossed off as he runs.

Logan chuckles, picking up his discarded clothing not wanting Chase's house keeper to be forced to do his cousins dirty laundry. On the underwear, Logan feels a hard crusty stain under his thumb and is reminded of how last night ended.

“Thank god Zach is gone...”

A Father’s Loving Lesson written by Jimmy

 

A Father’s Loving Lesson

 

by Jimmy

 

Hey BB friends,

I'm currently writing a sequel to this story. If you have idea, I might try to use it. Have fun, and be creative!

J

Marco Gomez loves his sons.

Sometimes they drive him crazy.

One hot, summer day Marco decides to surprise his kids with a beach trip.

“Here, for the road...” Marco's wife gives him a peck on the cheek as she hands him a very full basket of sandwiches, snacks, and cut fruit.

“You are the best, mi amor.”

Her cheeks warm and she shoos him out the door, “Remember to enjoy the boy’s trip...and don’t let Gino and Jayden fight with each other too much!”

Jayden grabs his mom in a hug from behind and gives her a quick squeeze.

“Never! Besides, Gino’s afraid of my growing muscles. I can kick his butt now any time I want.” Jayden beams and rushes past his Dad bumping him with his hip and sticking out his tongue, when Marco looks up at the quick thump.

“Mijo!” Marco shouts, raising one fist at him as he jumps into his father’s truck. Like Gino’s truck, the inside is a mess but Jayden shoves empty wrappers to the floor as he takes the window seat.

“It’s all mine, Gino!” Jayden shouts as he rolls down the window. The handle twists slowly in his hand, the truck is older than both Gino and Jayden combined and has strange conveniences like window handles.

“He wishes” Gino is already shirtless, heading to the truck but tells his mother “I promise...we will all be good.”

The woman looks worried and looks up praying “Please let that be true!” She closes the door, and Marco looks over at his son.

“Help me with the chairs.”

“Sure thing!”

Gino slaps Marco’s ass playfully, but earning him a quick sharp yelp that he seems to enjoy. “You little...” Gino darts away and grabs his Dad in a head lock and gives the old man a noggie.

“Ha! Always too slow.” Gino jokes, tightening his grip a bit.

Marco fights him off, grumbling as they get the rest of the supplies packed for the beach trip without too much more rough housing. Marco swears that his boys have only gotten worse...and he thinks that this trip he can finally get the two in line.