blueteamnovel 337. Plans for the House
337. Plans for the House
337. Plans for the House
Constructing a place to call home was not as simple as plunging materials into the ground. It was a complex feat that went beyond their scope, leaving them to rely heavily on the instructions of both Nav and the Archivist who had access to the relevant knowledge.
Wood was absolutely going to be the main material of choice. As powerful as they all were, creating concrete and the relevant construction materials was impossible with the tools they had. And even if they did have the tools, it wasn’t as if they’d know how to use them properly.
Another issue also arose.
The triplets’ idea of a ‘home’ was functionally a stick hut made from an assemblage of foraged material and wooden poles. When asked where they’d put a kitchen or a fire to prepare food, Cer and Ber pointed outside and said, “in the open, duh?”
It rained almost immediately, soaking the lands as animals sought cover in the forests and caves. But for them, Ignis erected a giant skeletal tent to temporarily shield them from the rain.
Then it hit them.
Why not also use Ignis’ bones as a material? It would simplify the headache. Anna thought it was a crazy idea, but she was about the only normal person present. Living inside of a house made from a bit of Ignis was incredibly low in the scale of morbid horrors.
“U-Um, Ignis? Is that ok with you?” Anna asked, a little taken aback by this.
“I want to also live under the same roof. If it’s me that holds this roof over us, then I’ll be more than happy. It’s ok Anna. It doesn’t hurt me either.” Ignis sweetly assured her.
There was something symbolic about Ignis being the one to consistently tether them together in a physical manner. She had plenty of Biomass to spare, and they could always use wood to act as a façade for the bone.
It’d be shoddy, but it’ll also have its own charm in a way. Maximizing the size of the house was perhaps the most important part, and for this reason, the triplets’ idea was understandably rejected.
Curious, and as Anna and Nav continued to alter the design of the house with Jury leading the operation, Frost asked why they didn’t want a house too big.
“It’s not for any distorted reason or anything like that.” Cer began, folding her arms as she shot her sisters a glance, waiting for Ber’s approval for something.
When Ber nodded, Cer lightly kicked the grass and confessed.
Frost entered her vision.
She was the only authority above all else in the Nexus, and she’d gladly allow the triplets the freedom they were robbed. Frost didn’t have to say a word because it was already so clear to Res.
“You’ve cried hard enough, right Frost...” Res began, slowly raising a hand from her side to gently hold onto the hem of Frost’s coat. “I’ve also cried enough times where I thought I couldn’t anymore. Frost. If I were to ask you for your chest, then would you lend it to me?”
The fact that she had to ask for permission for this saddened Frost.
So, she swiftly embraced Res, drawing her face into her chest as she crouched down to her level, feeling her saddening vibrations travel across her body. And soon, Frost felt a warm dampness soak in her chest, and she couldn’t be happier that she had become the first choice of support for the triplets.
They did see her as their ‘mother’, after all.
* * *
Later on, when they had finally arrived at a solid plan for the house, and when Res managed to calm down, it had already turned to night.
And this time, standing by the edge of the lake beside Frost was not just Cer, but her sisters as well. A reflection of a vibrant moon hovered over the surface of the lake, but it paled in comparison to the other three that smiled from the bottom of their hearts.
Everyone had their woes. No one was truly free of their past, vices and despair. People still tumbled in the night. Turmoil born from trauma was still ever present.
But here in the Floor of Amalgamation, they could ignore it for once and appreciate other facets of their life. Smaller things that made them happy. And it wasn’t until deeper into the night, as they prepared fish over an open fire, that Ber suddenly arrived with a needle and string.
Frost gave her a heartfelt smile.
Because Ber never forgot about the promise they made within her State of Mind.
It was time for her to teach Frost how to weave some cloth.