Gen 8- Chapter 5 Part 2: Waterlily Whip

“Lil? Can we talk please?”

Never taking her attention away from the screen she agreed to my little pow wow. “Sure. What’s up?”

“I’s about Saph. She still won’t come out of the room.”

“I don’t know what you expect me to do. She hates me remember.”

Truth was, I had no idea what I was expecting to happen. I just wanted us all to be friends again. Seeing Sapphire and Waterlily at each others throats was literally killing me. I knew if they talked it out, they would work out their differences, but that was where our problem lied. Neither side wanted to take that first step.

“She doesn’t hate you. She is hurting. You and Disco, that was a pretty big shock.”

“First of all there is no me and Disco. He is still the same ol jerk he always was. Second of all, she is the one who won’t listen to me.”

“I know. But don’t you think you could try again?”

*Sigh* “Midna, obviously nothing I can say right now is gonna help. We are going to have to wait until she is ready.”

“But if nothing is going on between you and Disco, like you say it is.”

“Nothing IS going on! Geeze! How many times do I have to say it?!”

“OK, OK!”

Man something had seriously crawled up her nether regions I thought to myself. It became clear that this line of questioning was obviously going no where fast, but that had been only half of the reason I had come to talk to my dear sister that day.

“There is something else…”

“Oh?”

“I don’t know if you have noticed, but the house is a mess. Saph quit right in the middle of our planning and now, we have a semi-remodeled house, and mom said we have to finish. So I was hoping that maybe we could work on it together?”

“Sure sis. Whatever you need.”

“Ok Great. Wonderful. Yes, I will just… figure out what I need and get back to you. Yes.”

“I have no idea what I am doing?” I squeaked.

I paced the floor in Coronations room, trying to figure what I should do. I had never remodeled anything in my life, and certainly not a house. Saph was the pretty pretty dress up girl. This was her project, but now it would seem I was the only one who cared. She had sunk so deep into her depression she hardly did anything but eat. It could be months before she snapped out of it, and Mom and Dad were getting impatient.

“Oh, Midnight, you must geeve yourself more cred-eet. You can do thees.”

Coronations reassuring words had given me the added boost that I needed.

“Ya! Ok! I can do this.” I repeated with much more enthusiasm.

Coronation shook his head. “No no, wee can do thees.”

That was the exact moment my brain went into planning mode. I started running different ideas through my head, trying to figure what would work for each of the remaining rooms. Interior designer Midna was on the job!

Searching through the upstairs closet, I came across the plans that Saph had stuffed in there during her fit of rage. They were only half finished like the rest of the house, but it gave us a great jumping off point.

“What if we did like a french bistro theme in the dining room? Do you think you could help me make it look authentic?”

“But of course! Ohhh a french cafe, weel bee so perfect!”

We started writing out the designs and before long we had our plans for each of the unattended rooms.

We decided to start in the kitchen. Updating all the cabinetry and appliances first. We gave it a much more modern feel, and I have to say that I was completely in love with the new fridge. It had drawers for everything you could imagine. It was a shame that mom would never see it, because the whole room looked pretty freakin fantastic if I did say so myself.

With my confidence soaring high, we tackled the dining room next. I had designed the entire layout, but Lil and Prelude did almost all of the work. Coronation helped as well, but I kind of forced him to sit back and be lazy, since we had done almost all of the work in the kitchen, it seemed only fair that the others would work on next project room.

The upstairs bathrooms where next on our list… they really didn’t look very different aside from their color.

and lastly our music/art room, which I ultimately decided to leave just as it was. There was a lot of history in that room, and it felt almost criminal to even consider covering up the lovely colors on the walls.

Finally we had come to the end of our mission and I had never been prouder in my whole life. Midna the goofball, had seen something all the way to its completion, and not only that, the end result looked danged amazing!

And what did I win for all of my efforts? A little lovin from my sweeter than sweet boyfriend. A fine prize to be won indeed.

“See I knew you could do eet.”

“Wee.”

I even managed to get Lil to smile. Yes our remodel was just the thing to whip us back into shape. All of us except…

Poor poor Saph.

Things had not improved one bit. In fact they may have gotten worse. We practically had to sit with her to force the food down her throat. We were all beside ourselves with worry. None of us had a clue what to do. This Disco thing was obviously more than she could handle, and all the rest of us could do was watch, and hope for the best…

“Saph?”

“What?”

“Dinner is almost ready. You gonna come eat with us tonight?”

“No.”

“We are ordering veggie pizza. Your favorite.”

“Go away. I’m not hungry.”

“But you have been in here all day. You have to eat something.”

“No I don’t.”

*Sigh* “Fine. I’ll bring you up a couple slices later on then.”

“…”

It was like someone had flipped off the alive switch. She was just a crumpled mess on her bed and nothing more. Man if this is what all break ups were like I would much rather be alone for the rest of my life. Just watching from the sidelines as she went through it, was enough to break my heart in two.

But just like the house project, I wasn’t about to give up. I was gonna whip her back into shape somehow…