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Ronnie Tickian. That would be my little brother. I already feel bad for the kid. You see, Mom had Ven and I close in age. We were able to go to school together, even if it was only for a year. Ronnie was born when I was almost a teen. This kind of age difference can’t possibly fare well. And being born to two occult parents bring yet another uncertainty. Remember, I was born 100% human. I have no witch powers and I don’t eat raw meat. In a family of “normal” (at least as far as Moonlight Falls is concerned), my kind is considered “weird”. What about Ronnie? Will he suffer the same fate of being “weird”? It’ll be easier if he was at the very least a witch. That way he won’t get the giggles I did.
Imagine being asked on a daily basis to show your fangs or make an apple appear, and had to say on a daily basis that you couldn’t do anything. I got the funny looks. And the laughs. But I learned to adapt. But with the innate insane trait in the family, how will he? I got lucky. Granted, I may trip over my own feet and have a “holier than thou” attitude at times, but at least I’m not a candidate for being in the nuthouse…ever.
Ronnie grew up while Mom and Dad was on some free vacation. They left Ven in charge. Now this wouldn’t be a bad idea, except…well, Ven was a teenager. During their sabbatical, Ven decided to throw a party. It was innocent enough, even if she tried to get me to leave the house so close to curfew. She had a couple of friends over…and apparently one was one of them D-class celebrities. Well anyway, Ronnie grew up during this party and not an hour later…
Mom and Dad showed up. Ven panicked, but it was too late. The house was still in shambles. After Mom yelled at Ven, and we got the house at least presentable, I took a good look at Ronnie.
He looked kinda like Dad. He definitely had the same “no hair” problem I did when I was his age, but I heard that this is around the time where occult toddlers unleash their hidden powers.
Ronnie appeared normal. Very normal, actually; as if he were human. Like me. Goddess help him. Goddess, let him be a witch for his own sanity.
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