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Is your "nom" Fai-approved?
Rawina's Desires
FOUR HEARTS OF THE MOUNTAIN CONTINUATION: SECOND GENERATION
Mai Davika as Rawina Adisuan (Roong) - daughter of Fai and Jeed
Weir Sukollawat as Angkhan (Phu)
Pope Thanawat as Khirilak Adisuan (Mek) - son of Lom and Krati
Om Akapan as Wanalee Adisuan (Ton) - son of Din and Cha-Aim
Mario Maurer as Asakhon...Rajaput (Yot) - son of Nam and Puwanes
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Chapter 1
The family had always found it funny that between the quadruplets, the last ones to get married were the first to give Adisuan grandchildren. During winter time, just a year after the fourth Adisuan quadruplet married, the farm celebrated the birth of Lom and Krati’s son, Khirilak, whom they call Mek.
Nearly a year passed by before the new addition to the family arrived during the autumn before Mek turned one year old; he received a little cousin from his auntie Cha-aim and uncle Din; their son Aranmai is fondly called Ton. Mek was delighted to have a playmate, especially a strong one like Ton, who was up and walking by his sixth month.
Once spring came, Mek would have the vague memory of flying out of the country. He did not know what was going on until after he and his parents landed. The next day, while a wall of soldiers stood guard, he looked into a crib at the new cousin, Crown Prince Asakhon Wanathep Srivasatava Rajaput. But Mek just called the little guy Yot and planned on introducing him to Ton.
Auntie Jeed had not been able to go see Yot because she was pregnant at the time, and uncle Fai stayed to take care of her. A few months after Mek returned to Rai Adisuanrangsan where Ton was waiting, the two of them went to the hospital. The day was very hot, but the hospital was air-conditioned. Mek and Ton crawled onto the hospital bed where auntie Jeed was holding a bundle in her arms.
“Hey buddies,” she crooned, “say hi to your little sister.”
The two took one look at the tiny creature named Rawina, and fell in love. Since then, they have recruited Yot and the trio have become like heavenly bodyguards to the new Adisuan daughter, whom everyone calls Roong.
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Mek is less of an artist than his father, having inherited the spiritual practicality of his mother. Being the oldest one out of the group, he makes sure to shade his younger siblings from any harm and is often the one to settle disputes between them, although in the past they have only had minor disagreements.
Ton is mischievous and often stubborn. He is the first to resort to physical confrontations because he is full of pride for his family and does not tolerate any bad actions directed towards them. He can be overbearing towards the ones that he loves, but he always has good intentions.
Yot grows up in a different kind of setting from the other three, so he learned to be a particularly disciplined and critical thinker. But he always takes whatever opportunity he has to have fun with his siblings, because being a brother is as important to him as being the heir to a country.
Roong is very beloved of everyone, not only because she is the only girl, but like the sun’s sizzling rays, she lights up everyone’s heart. Since birth she has been energetic and curious about everything in the world, and able to keep with her cousins in everything they do. The problem is that she seems just as hot-tempered as her father is. Because of this, she grows up even more determined to be independent, and she develops a sort of rebelliousness. This creates trouble for her brothers who are always eager to shield her.
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.
“Dad says no, and that means no,” Fai spoke so sternly that anyone would guess he was talking to a criminal he locked up and tortured for a confession. However, the pint-sized girl glaring back at him from across the table was not a criminal, but was just as fierce.
“But you promised,” she accused.
“When did I do that?” he shot back.
She answered, “Last night you said if I go to bed early, today you’ll let me eat as many cookies as I want,” and hit the table with her little fist. The dispute about the jar of cookies standing on the table has grown intense. “You’re not going to be a liar, are you daddy?”
Fai frowned grumpily. He should have known his devilish baby girl would hold him to his word. “Roong, let’s discuss this rationally. If I let you have anymore, mommy will punish me. Pity me a little, ok?”
She thought it through. Her mommy can be a little rough, and she doesn’t want her to be mad at daddy. “Only if I get to have five more.”
His jaw dropped. “No way! One more.”
“Four more.”
“Two more.”
“Three,” she said stubbornly, “or else you will face mommy by yourself.”
He sighed in defeat. “Fine. Three.” He reaches into the jar and hands over three cookies. She smiled sweetly at him and skipped out of the house. Fai couldn’t help grinning after her. He knew she’s going to go share it with her big brothers. One time, she even asked to send a single cookie to Yot in Parawat, but he convinced her she should wait until Yot visited them, then they could enjoy the cookies together. But if he gave her the whole jar as he promised last night, the farm would have three hyper munchkins all over the place.
Not that there was anything about his daughter that Fai didn’t love and adore. In his eyes, she held all that was precious and worthy of living for. And of course, he had his one of a kind, lovely wife, Jeed, to thank for this blessing. He felt that everyday didn’t hold enough hours for him to express his love, to kiss his wife, to laugh with and tease his daughter, and simply give them everything their hearts desired.
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The bully of the primary school was called Pete, and he thought that he could pick on Roong today because her two brothers were absent, sitting in detention for making mischief the previous day. He wanted to get back at all the times that Mek and Ton had fought him or beat him at football. And the three Adisuans seemed to excel at just about everything they did; if one lacked in any area, the others were there to make up for it. That wasn’t even to mention that they had a prince cousin!
At recess, Pete went on the playground and pushed Roong off the swing. She landed on her hands and knees.
“Ha! There’s no one to fight for you now. Your stupid brothers got in trouble, and when they get out tomorrow, I’m going to kick them!”
Through a classroom window, Mek and Ton saw what happened. They ignored the teacher and ran outside.
Seven year old Roong, who had been minding her own business, suddenly looked up at the brutish kid behind her with a dangerous gleam in her eyes. She got up and demanded, “Apologize to me!” Her parents had taught her that if you did something wrong, you had to say sorry; her father had also taught her to never let herself be vulnerable, and to little Roong, her father’s word was a law that applied to everyone.
Pete laughed. “I’m not going to apologize!”
Quick as lightning, she whipped the swing seat so that it hit him in the chest, and knocked him backwards. Then, while he was moaning in pain, she dragged him onto the swing so that he was on his stomach, then used all her might to twist the swing over and over.
By the time the teacher came over, the swing had untwisted, and Pete was throwing up from the dizziness.
The next day, all three Adisuan children were in detention at recess time.
“Yot called last night and said if he was here with us, he would have beat Pete to the ground,” Roong whispered to them.
“Not before I did it first,” Ton declared, being the fiercest one in their school, and always up for a challenge.
“I didn’t even need your help,” Roong smiled smugly.
“Shh! The teacher’s coming,” Mek warned them, so that all three hurriedly pretended to read their books.
Mek looked over his book up at the front and noticed that one of the boys was secretly taking peeks at Roong. Mek took his eraser, gave a little prayer to the spirits for good aim, then fired the eraser. It hit the boy's forehead, forcing him to become distracted and look away from Roong. Mek smirked and went back to reading--real reading, whereas Ton and Roong were still trying to whisper to each other while pretending.
When Roong came home to the Adisuan farm, her parents were waiting for her.
Jeed said sternly, “Roong. Have you learned your mistake from yesterday?”
Roong nodded sullenly. “Yes mommy.”
“But she wasn’t at fault. No one messes with my daughter. My little girl had to teach that kid a lesson, right honey?” Fai proudly went to hug Roong.
“Fai! Don’t teach her to be violent like you!” Jeed smacked his arm. She picked up Roong. “Remember, you can’t hurt somebody else like that. Next time, you have to tell the teacher and they will take care of it.”
“Yes mommy.” But Roong secretly caught her dad’s smile at her, as he gave her the thumbs up. Fai had always been the quick-tempered one in his youth, and each day, Roong seemed to follow in his footsteps more and more. This wasn’t a problem to him, since he didn’t want her to be bullied, and had been quick to encourage her in physical fitness. Sometimes, however, her temper got the better of her, so that she acted without thinking.
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“Call me a slut one more time and I’ll stick you where the sun doesn’t shine!”
Ton, Yot, and Mek arrived at the scene where much screaming was going on.
“Eeek! Get off me!”
Ton pulled Roong off so that Yot was able to help Fern up and then hold her back. The two young high school girls still tried to reach each other with clawed hands.
“You’re crazy! How dare you slap me!” Fern screamed. She was a hi-so girl attending the same school and as the Adisuan children.
“Watch your mouth next time if you don’t want to be disciplined by me again!” Roong shouted, aggressively trying to tear away from Ton. “Let me go p’Ton!”
“Eeek! You dare speak to me like you’re my mom!’
“Well someone has to teach you that having a forked tongue is a sin!”
“Enough!” Mek ordered, “Ton, get her out of here.” Before things get even messier.
Ton threw Roong over his shoulder and hurried away from the crowd that had gathered around the fight.
“P’Ton! P’Ton, put me down!” Roong demanded all the way to the side of the school. “I haven’t finished with her yet.”
As soon as he set her down, she tried to push past him but Ton stopped her and a voice arrived that said, “Yes, you are finished with her.”
“P’Mek, get out of my way,” she replied.
“Stop already. Don’t you know you’re less than a hair’s breadth from being suspended? This is the third fight you got into this semester!” Mek said.
“Does it look like I care? There are plenty of schools in Thailand! Even if I get expelled from this one, I can just go somewhere else.”
“Hey, I said that’s enough. What is up with you and Fern anyway? You don’t like her, just stay away from her. You should know that already.”
“I know that, but it’s her that doesn’t know how to mind her own business. She’s been putting out stupid rumors about me again and I’m not going to let her off easily. No one messes with Rawina Adisuan.”
Her three brothers sighed simultaneously. Uncle Fai taught his daughter a little too well, it seemed, because those were his very own words. Once in a while, there would come some idiot who didn’t know what they were getting into and would provoke Roong’s wrath. And it was the three of them who had to clean it up in the end.
Yot held her arm, “Roong, just stop and think a bit first.”
“What more do I have to think about?” she barked. “Yot, don’t come lecturing me. It’s not going to stop me.”
“But you know physical revenge is only temporary. Haven’t you learned enough from Ton?”
“Heuy, don’t blame things on me. I’m a peaceful person,” Ton declared indignantly.
“Yeah right, who taught Roong how to put people in headlocks? You’re violent and stupid,” Mek goaded him playfully.
“I’m not!”
“No, you’re too violent to be stupid,” Yot said.
“I’m not too violent to be stupid, I could be stupid if I wanted—“ Ton stopped and glared at Yot, who snorted.
“Fern’s just jealous.”
“I know that, but it doesn’t give her an excuse,” Roong crossed her arms.
Yot smiled at Roong, “Look, don’t give her the satisfaction that she can upset you.”
She stubbornly looked away.
“Hey, what’s the one thing Fern is most afraid of? Being humiliated. So we just have to make use of our resources.”
Mek and Ton suspiciously watched as the younger two exchanged secretive looks. It was a good thing Yot was studying for a year in Thailand with his cousins, since he was good at distracting Roong’s anger, but whenever he put an idea into her head, the outcome was unpredictable.
The next day, Roong was sitting in the cafeteria. She saw Fern and went up to her.
“What do you want?”
“I just want to say that I’m sorry for punching you yesterday. And shoving your face in the dirt. And slapping you.”
“I don’t care about your apology,” Fern said.
Just then, Yot appeared at Roong’s side. “Roong, I got you your drink.”
“Thanks.”
“Uh,” Fern, who was one of countless female students in love with Yot and dreamed of becoming his princess, quickly said, “I’ll forgive you. But only if I can have the drink Yot bought.”
“Sure,” Roong handed it over.
“Thank you so much, Yot,” she looked sweetly at Yot, who gave her his cute smile, making her squeal mentally.
“Why don’t you drink it right now, so that Yot can see you enjoy it?” Roong asked.
“Yes, of course!” she quickly opened it and took a deep gulp, smiling at Yot and hoping he would say something to her.
“I hope you like it,” he said.
“You should drink all of it, otherwise Yot will be sad,” Roong encouraged.
Lost in her prince’s handsomeness, Fern nodded and drank it all. “It’s delicious! Thank you!”
Roong and Yot went to sit over by Mek and Ton for the lunch period. Only five minutes later, they heard a chair being pushed back roughly. Fern was standing up, with a look of horror frozen on her face while her friends ask what’s wrong. From their table, Roong heard a loud deflating sound, which could only mean…flatulence. It happened again and the students nearby started laughing. Fern grabbed the drink bottle and looked at the label, then turned to see Roong eyeing her complacently. Fern sped away out of the cafeteria to the bathroom.
“I wonder if she’ll make it to the bathroom,” Roong said casually, eating up her lunch.
“Don’t tell me you poisoned her,” Mek asked sternly.
“I didn’t do anything. The smoothie is completely safe, but I’m surprised she liked it much, even though she’s highly lactose intolerant.” She and Yot high-five one another. “I guess she was too deep in lala land looking at her Prince Yot.”
“You knew, so why didn’t you tell her?”
“She asked for it,” Roong said, with an underlying note of retaliation in her words. And that was one less person she had to deal with for the semester. Mek sighed.
"Hey, Roong," one of their male classmates came by, "I was wondering if you--"
"She's not interested," Ton cut in, cracking his knuckles intimidatingly, so that the male classmate nodded and quickly made his escape. Ton snorted with a laugh, but yelped out loud when he felt Roong toss her milk carton at him, hitting him in the chest.
"Stop doing that," she hissed. He merely shrugged, not at all about to stop what he believed was his duty to rid Roong of any opportunities to get involved with guys, who couldn't be trusted...except for him, Mek, and Yot, of course.
And thus, each with their own personalities, strengths and weaknesses, their different loves and hates that were experienced as fiercely as most children throughout the world could experience, the Adisuan children grew up tighter than peas in a pod together, surrounded by loved ones.
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I will be alternating between calling the kids 'cousins' and 'siblings' because of their closeness...
jjinxx
FOUR HEARTS OF THE MOUNTAIN CONTINUATION: SECOND GENERATION
Mai Davika as Rawina Adisuan (Roong) - daughter of Fai and Jeed
Weir Sukollawat as Angkhan (Phu)
Pope Thanawat as Khirilak Adisuan (Mek) - son of Lom and Krati
Om Akapan as Wanalee Adisuan (Ton) - son of Din and Cha-Aim
Mario Maurer as Asakhon...Rajaput (Yot) - son of Nam and Puwanes
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Chapter 1
The family had always found it funny that between the quadruplets, the last ones to get married were the first to give Adisuan grandchildren. During winter time, just a year after the fourth Adisuan quadruplet married, the farm celebrated the birth of Lom and Krati’s son, Khirilak, whom they call Mek.
Nearly a year passed by before the new addition to the family arrived during the autumn before Mek turned one year old; he received a little cousin from his auntie Cha-aim and uncle Din; their son Aranmai is fondly called Ton. Mek was delighted to have a playmate, especially a strong one like Ton, who was up and walking by his sixth month.
Once spring came, Mek would have the vague memory of flying out of the country. He did not know what was going on until after he and his parents landed. The next day, while a wall of soldiers stood guard, he looked into a crib at the new cousin, Crown Prince Asakhon Wanathep Srivasatava Rajaput. But Mek just called the little guy Yot and planned on introducing him to Ton.
Auntie Jeed had not been able to go see Yot because she was pregnant at the time, and uncle Fai stayed to take care of her. A few months after Mek returned to Rai Adisuanrangsan where Ton was waiting, the two of them went to the hospital. The day was very hot, but the hospital was air-conditioned. Mek and Ton crawled onto the hospital bed where auntie Jeed was holding a bundle in her arms.
“Hey buddies,” she crooned, “say hi to your little sister.”
The two took one look at the tiny creature named Rawina, and fell in love. Since then, they have recruited Yot and the trio have become like heavenly bodyguards to the new Adisuan daughter, whom everyone calls Roong.
.
.
Mek is less of an artist than his father, having inherited the spiritual practicality of his mother. Being the oldest one out of the group, he makes sure to shade his younger siblings from any harm and is often the one to settle disputes between them, although in the past they have only had minor disagreements.
Ton is mischievous and often stubborn. He is the first to resort to physical confrontations because he is full of pride for his family and does not tolerate any bad actions directed towards them. He can be overbearing towards the ones that he loves, but he always has good intentions.
Yot grows up in a different kind of setting from the other three, so he learned to be a particularly disciplined and critical thinker. But he always takes whatever opportunity he has to have fun with his siblings, because being a brother is as important to him as being the heir to a country.
Roong is very beloved of everyone, not only because she is the only girl, but like the sun’s sizzling rays, she lights up everyone’s heart. Since birth she has been energetic and curious about everything in the world, and able to keep with her cousins in everything they do. The problem is that she seems just as hot-tempered as her father is. Because of this, she grows up even more determined to be independent, and she develops a sort of rebelliousness. This creates trouble for her brothers who are always eager to shield her.
.
.
“Dad says no, and that means no,” Fai spoke so sternly that anyone would guess he was talking to a criminal he locked up and tortured for a confession. However, the pint-sized girl glaring back at him from across the table was not a criminal, but was just as fierce.
“But you promised,” she accused.
“When did I do that?” he shot back.
She answered, “Last night you said if I go to bed early, today you’ll let me eat as many cookies as I want,” and hit the table with her little fist. The dispute about the jar of cookies standing on the table has grown intense. “You’re not going to be a liar, are you daddy?”
Fai frowned grumpily. He should have known his devilish baby girl would hold him to his word. “Roong, let’s discuss this rationally. If I let you have anymore, mommy will punish me. Pity me a little, ok?”
She thought it through. Her mommy can be a little rough, and she doesn’t want her to be mad at daddy. “Only if I get to have five more.”
His jaw dropped. “No way! One more.”
“Four more.”
“Two more.”
“Three,” she said stubbornly, “or else you will face mommy by yourself.”
He sighed in defeat. “Fine. Three.” He reaches into the jar and hands over three cookies. She smiled sweetly at him and skipped out of the house. Fai couldn’t help grinning after her. He knew she’s going to go share it with her big brothers. One time, she even asked to send a single cookie to Yot in Parawat, but he convinced her she should wait until Yot visited them, then they could enjoy the cookies together. But if he gave her the whole jar as he promised last night, the farm would have three hyper munchkins all over the place.
Not that there was anything about his daughter that Fai didn’t love and adore. In his eyes, she held all that was precious and worthy of living for. And of course, he had his one of a kind, lovely wife, Jeed, to thank for this blessing. He felt that everyday didn’t hold enough hours for him to express his love, to kiss his wife, to laugh with and tease his daughter, and simply give them everything their hearts desired.
.
.
The bully of the primary school was called Pete, and he thought that he could pick on Roong today because her two brothers were absent, sitting in detention for making mischief the previous day. He wanted to get back at all the times that Mek and Ton had fought him or beat him at football. And the three Adisuans seemed to excel at just about everything they did; if one lacked in any area, the others were there to make up for it. That wasn’t even to mention that they had a prince cousin!
At recess, Pete went on the playground and pushed Roong off the swing. She landed on her hands and knees.
“Ha! There’s no one to fight for you now. Your stupid brothers got in trouble, and when they get out tomorrow, I’m going to kick them!”
Through a classroom window, Mek and Ton saw what happened. They ignored the teacher and ran outside.
Seven year old Roong, who had been minding her own business, suddenly looked up at the brutish kid behind her with a dangerous gleam in her eyes. She got up and demanded, “Apologize to me!” Her parents had taught her that if you did something wrong, you had to say sorry; her father had also taught her to never let herself be vulnerable, and to little Roong, her father’s word was a law that applied to everyone.
Pete laughed. “I’m not going to apologize!”
Quick as lightning, she whipped the swing seat so that it hit him in the chest, and knocked him backwards. Then, while he was moaning in pain, she dragged him onto the swing so that he was on his stomach, then used all her might to twist the swing over and over.
By the time the teacher came over, the swing had untwisted, and Pete was throwing up from the dizziness.
The next day, all three Adisuan children were in detention at recess time.
“Yot called last night and said if he was here with us, he would have beat Pete to the ground,” Roong whispered to them.
“Not before I did it first,” Ton declared, being the fiercest one in their school, and always up for a challenge.
“I didn’t even need your help,” Roong smiled smugly.
“Shh! The teacher’s coming,” Mek warned them, so that all three hurriedly pretended to read their books.
Mek looked over his book up at the front and noticed that one of the boys was secretly taking peeks at Roong. Mek took his eraser, gave a little prayer to the spirits for good aim, then fired the eraser. It hit the boy's forehead, forcing him to become distracted and look away from Roong. Mek smirked and went back to reading--real reading, whereas Ton and Roong were still trying to whisper to each other while pretending.
When Roong came home to the Adisuan farm, her parents were waiting for her.
Jeed said sternly, “Roong. Have you learned your mistake from yesterday?”
Roong nodded sullenly. “Yes mommy.”
“But she wasn’t at fault. No one messes with my daughter. My little girl had to teach that kid a lesson, right honey?” Fai proudly went to hug Roong.
“Fai! Don’t teach her to be violent like you!” Jeed smacked his arm. She picked up Roong. “Remember, you can’t hurt somebody else like that. Next time, you have to tell the teacher and they will take care of it.”
“Yes mommy.” But Roong secretly caught her dad’s smile at her, as he gave her the thumbs up. Fai had always been the quick-tempered one in his youth, and each day, Roong seemed to follow in his footsteps more and more. This wasn’t a problem to him, since he didn’t want her to be bullied, and had been quick to encourage her in physical fitness. Sometimes, however, her temper got the better of her, so that she acted without thinking.
.
.
“Call me a slut one more time and I’ll stick you where the sun doesn’t shine!”
Ton, Yot, and Mek arrived at the scene where much screaming was going on.
“Eeek! Get off me!”
Ton pulled Roong off so that Yot was able to help Fern up and then hold her back. The two young high school girls still tried to reach each other with clawed hands.
“You’re crazy! How dare you slap me!” Fern screamed. She was a hi-so girl attending the same school and as the Adisuan children.
“Watch your mouth next time if you don’t want to be disciplined by me again!” Roong shouted, aggressively trying to tear away from Ton. “Let me go p’Ton!”
“Eeek! You dare speak to me like you’re my mom!’
“Well someone has to teach you that having a forked tongue is a sin!”
“Enough!” Mek ordered, “Ton, get her out of here.” Before things get even messier.
Ton threw Roong over his shoulder and hurried away from the crowd that had gathered around the fight.
“P’Ton! P’Ton, put me down!” Roong demanded all the way to the side of the school. “I haven’t finished with her yet.”
As soon as he set her down, she tried to push past him but Ton stopped her and a voice arrived that said, “Yes, you are finished with her.”
“P’Mek, get out of my way,” she replied.
“Stop already. Don’t you know you’re less than a hair’s breadth from being suspended? This is the third fight you got into this semester!” Mek said.
“Does it look like I care? There are plenty of schools in Thailand! Even if I get expelled from this one, I can just go somewhere else.”
“Hey, I said that’s enough. What is up with you and Fern anyway? You don’t like her, just stay away from her. You should know that already.”
“I know that, but it’s her that doesn’t know how to mind her own business. She’s been putting out stupid rumors about me again and I’m not going to let her off easily. No one messes with Rawina Adisuan.”
Her three brothers sighed simultaneously. Uncle Fai taught his daughter a little too well, it seemed, because those were his very own words. Once in a while, there would come some idiot who didn’t know what they were getting into and would provoke Roong’s wrath. And it was the three of them who had to clean it up in the end.
Yot held her arm, “Roong, just stop and think a bit first.”
“What more do I have to think about?” she barked. “Yot, don’t come lecturing me. It’s not going to stop me.”
“But you know physical revenge is only temporary. Haven’t you learned enough from Ton?”
“Heuy, don’t blame things on me. I’m a peaceful person,” Ton declared indignantly.
“Yeah right, who taught Roong how to put people in headlocks? You’re violent and stupid,” Mek goaded him playfully.
“I’m not!”
“No, you’re too violent to be stupid,” Yot said.
“I’m not too violent to be stupid, I could be stupid if I wanted—“ Ton stopped and glared at Yot, who snorted.
“Fern’s just jealous.”
“I know that, but it doesn’t give her an excuse,” Roong crossed her arms.
Yot smiled at Roong, “Look, don’t give her the satisfaction that she can upset you.”
She stubbornly looked away.
“Hey, what’s the one thing Fern is most afraid of? Being humiliated. So we just have to make use of our resources.”
Mek and Ton suspiciously watched as the younger two exchanged secretive looks. It was a good thing Yot was studying for a year in Thailand with his cousins, since he was good at distracting Roong’s anger, but whenever he put an idea into her head, the outcome was unpredictable.
The next day, Roong was sitting in the cafeteria. She saw Fern and went up to her.
“What do you want?”
“I just want to say that I’m sorry for punching you yesterday. And shoving your face in the dirt. And slapping you.”
“I don’t care about your apology,” Fern said.
Just then, Yot appeared at Roong’s side. “Roong, I got you your drink.”
“Thanks.”
“Uh,” Fern, who was one of countless female students in love with Yot and dreamed of becoming his princess, quickly said, “I’ll forgive you. But only if I can have the drink Yot bought.”
“Sure,” Roong handed it over.
“Thank you so much, Yot,” she looked sweetly at Yot, who gave her his cute smile, making her squeal mentally.
“Why don’t you drink it right now, so that Yot can see you enjoy it?” Roong asked.
“Yes, of course!” she quickly opened it and took a deep gulp, smiling at Yot and hoping he would say something to her.
“I hope you like it,” he said.
“You should drink all of it, otherwise Yot will be sad,” Roong encouraged.
Lost in her prince’s handsomeness, Fern nodded and drank it all. “It’s delicious! Thank you!”
Roong and Yot went to sit over by Mek and Ton for the lunch period. Only five minutes later, they heard a chair being pushed back roughly. Fern was standing up, with a look of horror frozen on her face while her friends ask what’s wrong. From their table, Roong heard a loud deflating sound, which could only mean…flatulence. It happened again and the students nearby started laughing. Fern grabbed the drink bottle and looked at the label, then turned to see Roong eyeing her complacently. Fern sped away out of the cafeteria to the bathroom.
“I wonder if she’ll make it to the bathroom,” Roong said casually, eating up her lunch.
“Don’t tell me you poisoned her,” Mek asked sternly.
“I didn’t do anything. The smoothie is completely safe, but I’m surprised she liked it much, even though she’s highly lactose intolerant.” She and Yot high-five one another. “I guess she was too deep in lala land looking at her Prince Yot.”
“You knew, so why didn’t you tell her?”
“She asked for it,” Roong said, with an underlying note of retaliation in her words. And that was one less person she had to deal with for the semester. Mek sighed.
"Hey, Roong," one of their male classmates came by, "I was wondering if you--"
"She's not interested," Ton cut in, cracking his knuckles intimidatingly, so that the male classmate nodded and quickly made his escape. Ton snorted with a laugh, but yelped out loud when he felt Roong toss her milk carton at him, hitting him in the chest.
"Stop doing that," she hissed. He merely shrugged, not at all about to stop what he believed was his duty to rid Roong of any opportunities to get involved with guys, who couldn't be trusted...except for him, Mek, and Yot, of course.
And thus, each with their own personalities, strengths and weaknesses, their different loves and hates that were experienced as fiercely as most children throughout the world could experience, the Adisuan children grew up tighter than peas in a pod together, surrounded by loved ones.
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I will be alternating between calling the kids 'cousins' and 'siblings' because of their closeness...
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