Cy Lantyca C.C.M.

By Cyryn Fyrcyd

Jessica and Cyryn couldn't be more happy within their married life while running the bakery. Along with their sister-in-law baking in the back, even having their beautiful five year old girl assisting with orders. The other two twits, Fyr and Lucy establishing their own beauty salon just down the street. The Fyrcyd Family along with their friends, are a fiercely loving and loyal family. Who stops at nothing to protect, and honour those around them, even including the new employee Kerri.

It's the past, and an unwanted asshole who comes walking into the bakery. Where Fyr and Lucy comes to Cyryn's aid, and Cyna ready to annihilate the unwanted presence. Cyna a five year old girl who bedazzles everyone with her adorable ways, including with her celestial bound gifts. Sending scoundrels to a path they deserve, and thieves into a twisting turmoil. A loud and chatty girl who loves to laugh, dance and graciously accepts hugs any chance she gets. However, not one to mess with.

The Fyrcyd's learn of intense interruptions in the natural order of Earth, and mysterious manuscripts that still linger to date. Discovering Earths most malevolent secrets, and an uncharted area that lays an ancient find that leaves them breathless, but nothing has prepared them for the most triumphant force ever known to the great Czar's of Cy Lantyca.
It's Cyryn and Jessica's daughter, Cyna Cy Tyna Marie Fyrcyd.
Is she able to control and balance humanity's existence?
Or will she let Chaos destroy themselves?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cyryn Fyrcyd
• Release date: May 15, 2016
• ISBN: 9780994948014

Cyryn Fyrcyd

Cy Lantyca is an urban fantasy romance, infused with humour, mythology, adventure and inspirational insights that will astonish you.It's time for you to experience the elemental entities of Cy LantycaCy Lantyca DedicationsThe highest dedication goes to my daughter, Fyr Faith Fyrcyd.My Oxygen, My Life, My Memory. Bigger Than The Sky Baby Girl!The second goes to an individual, whom I've never met. Who has captivated my viewing pleasures and an infinite inspiration to the character of Cy Lyk. (When you read, picture him)He is the Transporter, The Mechanic, Mr. Parker.Yes, Jason StathamThirdly, all the motivational music that has guided me through this writing journey.Last, but definitely not least.To one amazing woman, Miss Rinoa Josephine Snow who is mentioned in C.C.M.and to everyone else who has shown support. Thank You!

Book preview

Within our vast planetary collection of galaxies, lays an abundance of mysteries.

Mysteries that were laid to rest for a reason, hidden, never to be uncovered.

For they are too arcane.

Especially for the curious creed of creatures known as Humans.

 A mass population of inquiring minds, wanting to know of everything within their apparent reach.

Is it knowledge you require, or is it just that fact of knowing what lays beneath your soil, that tickles your pondering and persistent thoughts.

One can never determine the outcome of what is hidden within the mystery itself, either buried or in plain sight.

 For most minds can not fathom, nor understand why or who created these artifacts or structures.

It's when we leave it be, it all comes together when time presents us with the answers.

Or is it,

That It's Been Simply Laid To rest For A Reason.

Cy Lantyca C.C.M.

                         By: Cyryn Fyrcyd

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Conclusive Crux

Streaming through the bright baby blue sky, the great ancient Czar's of Cy Lantyca grace the open sky. Seemingly having their own personal time, as they gambol within their streaks and each other's natural brilliant fluidness. Reaching mock speeds, sending out sonic booms of unnatural sounds across the plain open desert. They watch a large Chynoa begin to shift to its magical closing of its soft fluid of colours. The shimmering of whites and bright baby blues, blinking to their massive explosions within the outer deep blue circumference of the Chynoa. Slowly misting away, the navy blue fades to a deep and powerful purple where it completely closes. Leaving the bright whites and baby blues flickering against three individuals and the desert sandy brown backdrop which lays beneath it. There, beyond the fading Chynoa lays the southern region of what would be Turkey to this present day, a location named Gobekli Tepe. However, not what it looks like now. A vast brown terrain covered slightly with grassy and foliage areas. Watching the Chynoa slowly fade away, the three siblings turn to see what they were presented with, and their reason for their journey to a nameless region in their present time. They shift in the bright sun, as it was beaming its stifling heat waves upon them. They all harness their great elemental gifts, making a powerful breeze that cools themselves off. The slight taste of the salt water within the wind filters through their palates, as the crisp delicate hint of the ocean from far off, was a pleasing zing. However, a sudden shiver struck one, as he quivers in reliving a moment of being under the Pacific Ocean, which was to the far off west. Not saying a word to each other, they took in the extensive surrounding area. South had a massive patch of trees, and the beautiful foliage glistens under the mid-afternoon sun. The west wind brought the scent of an ocean breeze, and a dry dismal vision. However, to their left, the East reveals mountains. Whereas the Northern region, the bigger mountains stood in front of them, and their journey began. Admiring the colossal landscape, she takes steps in stride with them. Not losing her pace, she fishes out a slender bottle. Which hung from her belt loop under her robe, bringing it back to full tilt and quenches her thirst quickly. The humidity compressing their lungs, as the heat was thickening. They still kept walking towards their destination in front of them, while adjusting their robes in stride. Bringing a cloth material over their mouths and nose, as the sand began to kick up even more from the cooling winds. Each one of them left a distinctive imprint within the sand, as they walk closer. One bearing the weight of a muscular man, thick and wide steps. One set, petite and smaller strides with an arched boot heel, deep in the sand. The other, a lighter tread of a man, foot in front of the other. Side by side, they hike towards a mass of people only a hundred paces in front of them. Beginning to become in focus to their sights, the hazy effect subsides. Kicking the occasional rock that laid upon their path, addressing a lone snake that slithers in among the random rocky patch. Seeing rare birds in flight above them, as they squint against the sun glaring upon them with their semi covered faces. They walk without words, for they didn't need to speak. For their minds and feelings spoke a tremendous amount of wisdom within each other. Feeling what the other was contemplating, and not really knowing what they were about to see. A possible historic relic or a sculpture, but their inner imagination began to take flight. Sensing each others pondering thoughts, they kept their pace. Right to a vast community who was working, playing and cooking. All casually doing their thing, in and around the fair sized formations. The large muscular men, naturally beautiful women, and their children, all graciously living as one. Some were preparing feasts, as the fire blazes radically upon the floor of the barren land. With two fair sized birds, and another odd looking animal swinging by a makeshift tripod for cooking purposes. Children were scattered throughout the area, yelling in an unusual language. More or less small grunts with some type of strange dialect. Running around in loincloths, and laughing upon their approach, while playing what appeared to be Tag. Some of the community even sat carving a type of clay rock, that laid by their feet. They all wore the same attire, except for the women. The men big in size, were obviously hunters of a sort. For the sheer size of them proved to be of an avid hunter. The women, wearing an animal skin around their hips, covering their sexual parts, but some not so graciously.

    'Who are these people? Why now? What are they doing?' They come closer and they feel a sudden shift, one that made them look to their immediate left. Pulling their face masks down peering towards him, Excuse me Cy Lyk announces behind his face cover. A loud snicker comes from the right, and Heather bellows out I have ones louder than that! Cyryn in the middle had to agree, You do with a quirky smile. That Roast Beef gets me every time, Sorry Cy Lyk kindly addresses his forthcoming. Now in front of them, the community looks up to them, aware of their presence, and glares at them motionless. Cy Lyk, what is this we are looking at? Heather asks curiously, but her eyes never divert from the massive structures, for it seems familiar to her. But before a response came from him, Cyryn announces kind of reminds me of the KyryK. Cy Lyk nods softly then ganders to his brother, Something of the fashion. However, not destructive. More or less, a configuration of intelligence and spirituality. Cyryn was still investigating what was in front of him, trying to identify the large dwellings as he steps closer to it. In front of him, within a confined circular stone wall, stood large pillars with glyphs and the occasional odd sculpture adorning them. Heather peeks to Cy Lyk, Uhh what Century are we in? Cyryn snickers to himself, as he heard her and walks even closer to inspect the designs. Thirteenth maybe fourteenth he returns, as he scratches his head, Mom would know for sure. Heather continues to investigate her pondering notion, taking in the primitive tools and other odd things they were holding. Cyryn was standing in front of a confined area, where large pillars were hovering to a good five meters in height within it. The stone wall was strategically pieced together, at least ten to thirteen meters in circumference. With a variety of sized stones all pressed firmly together with mud, and other elements. 'A decent size, but not bigger than Stonehenge. Why are we here?' Cyryn contemplates to himself. He walks closer to the largest structure, and ducks into an entrance and peeks in. 'Huh kinda like a ceremonial room' he thought, as he bows down more and enters. Inside were several people who glance up to him, and one smiles at him immediately. His overly barbaric looking features fade away in doing so, behind his scruffy face. He wore a flimsy cloth that only covers his torso, slightly covering his very large 'Holy dingaling,' Cyryn thought to himself. He returns the smile and took in the circular outdoor room. Looking up along the edge of the stone wall, and admiring all the detail in the hieroglyphics upon the stone pillars. The two largest T-shaped ones in the middle had animal glyph's chiselled nicely onto it. The large T shaped rock was all one stone, which both stood alone, both mimicking each other. Along with very interesting animal-like features sculpted onto it, along with what appeared to be a human holding the carved animals within its hands, with no head. The one Cyryn was eyeing up, reminded him of a panther of a sort, maybe a jaguar. Several of the other pillars within the stone circular wall was a variety in sized, as he studies them closely. Looking for any type of characteristics, or subtle innuendos of a bad omen. However, his instincts were overpowering him with pleasant vibes. Noticing all the carvings were well detailed in their primitive ways, however very impressive for the lack of modern tools. He turns around and looks to the men who were present within the area, smiling at them as he began to leave. 'Man, those guys are muscular,' Cyryn thought. Walking outwards and seeing Cy Lyk and his sister talking, he approaches them with a curious raised brow. So, a ceremonial place of some sort, Cyryn inquiries face to face to his brother. I assume so, he returns and then veers to Heather. We are here to aid them with something, which will be presented to us shortly, Cy Lyk addresses Heather inquiry in a stern voice. Then peers to his brother, who was glaring at both of them with a dull stare. Heather nudges him hard, Cyryn have you ever heard of Göbekli Tepe? Cyryn hides his cheeky ways with a straight face but then brings his head back in a peculiar way, Gesundheit he clamours out while mimicking a sneeze. Asshat she belts him hard to his arm, then refocuses back on the architecture with an abundance of reverence. I do hear if you add a nice splash of O.J. to it the flavour just pops through, Cyryn beams. Heather stares back to him plainly, ready to punch him again, as she gnarls. Whereas Cy Lyk just begins chuckling, Are you going to tell me or not? he playfully pushes her. Heather just bears an evil eye on him and sighs loudly. This place is considered the oldest structure... thee oldest monument in the world, she said abruptly by using her hands in an erratic way towards the area. Looking back around to the stone walls and large pillars, this pre-dates Stonehenge and even the damn pyramids she vents out while admiring what was in front of her. So.. as he waves his hands up in down, teetering them in a balancing act. Cyryn, this is the greatest find since King Tuts tomb! she yells out to him. Shhhh, Cy Lyk veers back to Heather trying to control her excitement in the matter. Cyryn glances to his brother with a curious look, No one knows anything about these people, as she flashes her hand towards them and the curious looking structures. Or why they even built it, as her voice elevates with elation, Cyryn this is over twelve thousands years old, Heather said softly this time. Beings are only a small part of Earth in this particular Era. Especially being that these people are the fifth generation here, from Humanity's birth thousands of years ago. Heather faces drops, as Cyryn just smirks at her reaction. They build temples and structures Cy Lyk turns around to face the circular arrangements. To unite us in what surrounds us. The Elements, plants, animals and so much more Cy Lyk states, as Cyryn couldn't stop smiling. These people firmly believe in the natural essence of what their World is, and harness it within these beautiful hand made sculptures and structures. Heather was dumbfounded by what he was saying, as she just gawks at him. These people simply embrace it, whereas modern humans don't. Which is unfortunate, because humanity couldn't even understand the true secrets of their ancient culture. However, there will come a day when it all turns onto them. Heather raises her brow, with a lip curl and makes a powerful point Right, so your saying were blasphemous. Gotcha, as she raises her hand upwards towards him, then veers back to the ancient creation. Cy Lyk winces to a shrug to say Sorry but it's true.

    Heather was finding it hard to be here, especially after what Cy Lyk just said. Nonetheless, Heather understood. But being in the antiquities business, and being an avid history buff. She was admiring everything, literally dumbfounded and with all the people around her while holding their belongings and ancient tools. This is extraordinary, she breathes out softly and turns around to Cyryn with a soft smile. So a massive spiritual expression? she inquires lively facing Cyryn, and he quickly nods. This place is giving me amazing shivers throughout my whole body. Makes me extremely happy being here, and Cyryn could not stop smiling. Looking over Heather's shoulder, he saw a few of the children watching them curiously. He smiles to them and begins walking towards to them, stops, then bows before them. The children gasp in an entertaining astonishment, as their eyes fly open towards his honorary action. Cyryn clears his mind, breathing in greatly and begins summoning the water from afar. He raises his hands above his head from his kneeling position, and brings forth a shot of water from the North, just for the children and others. His hands bowl up the water for them, then motions to them to come and drink by using his hands to his lips. The children veer to the adults standing close by, and they guide them over with a gesture of their head, as they too follow. The children instantly come running over, and there stood all sixteen of them ready to drink the fair size ball of water. Cyryn bows his head to them again, then drinks from the water droplet himself, which he purified mentally. The children follow quickly, quenching their thirst. Where one child about eight, literally dunked his head into the large droplet of water and guzzled back the fresh crisp water. Cy Lyk was still on guard, watching for something from the South West region. Heather follows his gaze, as she began to see people walking towards them within the desert haze. The children finish and stood back, as their peers then come forward and drank from the same droplet, However, one woman just stood back. Glaring at Cyryn the whole time, with a spear in hand. 'Where in the hell did she come from?' he thought, and diminishes his perplexing face quickly. She wore no outfit and was completely nude, with unidentifiable markings covering her. His gaze upon her turns into a smile, as he takes in her peculiar designs upon her. Black and faint red symbols nearly cover her entire body, 'Blood I assume' Cyryn ponders. She began walking closer, not breaking eye contact with Cyryn whatsoever. Her affixing stare upon him is absolutely intense, as her bright piercing electric blue eyes shimmer in the sunny day. She stood straight, and with a massive force, she impales her staff into the sandy ground, then glances down to the droplet of water. Cyryn smiles at her with a slight bow, she then bends down herself. Here they come, Cy Lyk announces behind him. Still focusing on the pooled water, Cyryn twists slightly to see with his peripheral vision. Yeah, I see nothing he states and turns back around. The peculiar woman was still sipping away, and Cyryn notices her back was covered in dirt and odd symbols as well. Cy Lyk do you know what these symbols mean on this woman warrior, Cyryn asks without even turning to his brother. Cy Lyk brought a puzzling look to his face, Warrior? He quickly spins around and sees the woman standing naked in front of him, What the... Where did she come from? Cy Lyk inquires while pointing to her, with a puzzling stare to Cyryn. Heather spun around swiftly as well, Hi, beautiful, she says with a pleasing smile and a vibrant voice. The nude woman gave Heather a bewitching gaze, more so a disbelieving one. With a slight head tilt, and her extreme eyes fixated upon her. Heather just keeps her smile wide, as Cy Lyk looks to the symbols. Odd, it's the same as Anna Belle's ancestors. That's really bizarre he said with a slight perplexity. All three of them heard a sound from behind them, and turn quickly. There were many people walking towards them, which Cyryn clearly sees now. Soalic, they heard one man yell, with open arms to everyone. He came closer with a bright smile and grips Cy Lyk's forearm hard. Cyryn and Heather just watch the very large man hover above them all, especially Cy Lyk. Holy Fuck, these guys are huge, Cyryn whispers to Heather. More ways than one, she whispers back, as she motions with her head towards their groins. Alright, they do not speak. Not very well at least Cy Lyk acknowledges, as he looks to the very large man in front of him. They use a lot of body language and gestures, he declares, as he softly smiles up to him. The large man steps to Cy Lyk's side and brought his hand out to Cyryn and Heather to greet them, then stops in an aloof stare when he notices the woman warrior behind them. He looks to her with a bewildering stare, but then bows to her graciously, making the others behind him follow quickly. Alright, who in the hell is she? Cyryn expresses in a flustering tone, Even he is slightly confused by her he finished. The large man brought his arms out in front of him and began pointing to the sand that surrounds the hand made structures in front of him. He raises his hands higher, making a curve outline above the towering pillars, into a massive hill on top, combining of all the structures. He wants us to bury it, Heather said easily. She swivels to the man and points to his face, making direct eye contact with him and points down. She kneels down and grabs a rock, then began pouring dirt upon it in her hand. The man made an abrupt sound and grins to her as she stood up. Again pointing to the dirt surrounding the whole area. That's easy enough, Cy Lyk returns. Alright then, let's do this, Heather claims with a clap. Cyryn raises his finger to them, as he was standing in front, taking in the female warrior walking towards the far off circular structures. She began approaching everyone, as they all peer up to her, then to the large man beside Cy Lyk and Heather. A sharp noise escapes one of man's lips Ohiak, from the other side of the large man. Making all the people present come to a stand, and begin picking up things around them. Some grabbing what appeared to be baskets, then throwing in items from all around them. The nude woman began walking in among them, making sure everyone was doing their part in cleaning up tools, and any other belongings.

    There's well over three hundred people, if not more Cy Lyk spoke with admiration while taking them all in. The three of them just watch in amazement, as every one of them begin quickly gathering up their belongings. Heather removes her hood and stood there, just watching and carefully taking everything in carefully. The tremendous scenery of the twelve thousand-year-old structure that they were about to entomb. I can't believe we're about to bury this, she states while looking to Cyryn. It's meant to be and we do not intervene unless it's necessary, Cyryn fluidly returns to her. I know, but my boss would go into a complete carousal fit if she saw this. Cy Lyk simply slaps his brother back gently, as the nude woman began approaching them with the people in follow. Cleaned up, she would look identical to Joan Jett Cyryn states, while nodding his head towards her. Heather looks to her brother and laughs out loud, Your right but she is way more muscular. The nude woman came right to Heather's front and locks herself in a stance. Peering fiercely to Heather's eyes, then to every little detail of her face. From her slight wrinkles beside her eyes, her faint moles.  Her perfectly manicured eyebrows then comes forth to touch her cheek, then gazes right back to her flickering golden hazel eyes. The large ancient man gasps at the sight of her doing that, and a few let out a slight grunt of shock. Heather didn't flinch whatsoever, and lets her caress her cheek, with a bright smile towards her. Her strong blue eyes beam back onto Heather, barely blinking. Small markings of the unknown writing scroll down her jawline, which seemed to be burned into her skin, then to several patches of dirt below her ear. Her hair all tethered in a variety of lengths as if she cut her own jet black hair by a knife. Her firm muscular body stood perfectly in a stance, still holding her own staff, as she graced Heather with her fingers. 'I wonder why she is doing that, thankfully Heather is letting her do so,' Cyryn thought. The female warrior's intense stare nearly made Cyryn feel uncomfortable, but he felt the warriors essence. It was as if the warrior herself was mystified by Heather's beauty and her godly essence. Heather would not stop smiling at the filthy woman who bared a striking resemblance to an iconic singer of Joan Jett, where Heather began humming Do You Want To Touch Me fairly loud in her throat. The warrior brought a slight smile tot he corner of her lips, then began trailing off. Of course, Cyryn and Heather both began softly singing the tune together, that was now stuck in their head. A slight whisper, yet like a soft chant came from in front of them, almost as if the people were softly cheering or praying to themselves. The warrior turns immediately in her spot to watch the rest of the tribe walk towards her. Guiding them back behind the siblings, and the large man with a directional point of her wooden staff. A poke comes to Cy Lyk's back from the notable man, making Cy Lyk speak Okay, We ready? Not really but yes, Heather sadly replies. Cyryn squats down to pick up sand, we may have to make it rain. He said making his way back up to a stand, and Cy Lyk acknowledges it with a nod.

     The siblings step ten paces apart from each other and began focusing on the ground with their arms and hands outward. The sandy ground shakes softly, then a soft rumble begins, making the people behind them cringe into each other. Slowly and surely, the Fyrycd siblings began summoning the great elements to their aid. Heather began pulling the Earth from the west, as Cy Lyk pulls it from the South. Cyryn hovers high above them, and was summoning the Earth behind the area from the East, pulling a massive amount of soil to their specific spot. The sand began filling in the area from the bottom, quickly filling the large mysterious area. Making sure the Earth was embedding into every crevice within the structures. Cy Lyk you going to make it rain now? Cyryn clearly said only five meters above them. Got it, he assures him then arches his head skyward. Heather and Cyryn began forcing more of the sand and Earth into the crevices of the entire area, carefully not to disrupt anything. The swirling sand was a sensational sight, as the small chaotic sand storm wraps around the whole area, which Cyryn was controlling. The huge area was filling up quickly, as it began to become very dark above them. The sun disappears behind an enormous grey cloud, and a few thunderous roles came forth intensely. Heather quickly lifts her hood into place, while still maintaining her elemental grasp. It began to trickle slightly, as Cyryn fills the furthest circular formation that was further away, and then began with the closer ones. They were all beginning to take shape but the large idols were still sticking above the sandy dunes. The rain began and loud claps of lightening hit the southern west region in front of them. Hang on, Cy Lyk howls, I will try to control the rain all around us. He quickly peeks back to the mass of people behind him, who all had their hands reaching towards the gloomy skies. All appreciating the crisp sprinkle of something they have never experienced in their region before. Concentrating on the area, he brought forth a massive down-pour right in front of them. Controlling the winds and the rain, specifically to the structures still being buried by Heather and Cyryn. Which were forming into beautiful smooth hills, slightly looming above the entire area. Cyryn began lowering himself slowly, while still focusing on covering the structures, as Heather was curving the roaming wet hills with her guiding hands. Making every one of them, hustle backwards as they became bigger and bigger. The huge puddles became an entertaining delight for the entire tribe, as they all began to frolic within them while dancing under the down pour. All watching the structures disappear under the Earth, like the sands within a hourglass. Seeping along perfectly to Heather's mindset,creating specific hills for each structure. More or less, making it some what identifiable to her. The rolling hills were beautiful in her mind, creating her own masterful art piece. 'I still can't believe I am doing this,' she thinks to herself while still focusing on her creative curves. Cyryn sinks into the wet sand, and walks forward while squinting into the rain, I think we're good. Cy Lyk begins to focus all his energy on the clouds above him, and to reduce the whirling winds with his wide arms. Bringing himself to a pure moment of zen within himself. A peaceful spot where he always goes too, into the arms of his beautiful wife. The rain begins to subside as the clouds begin to slowly dissipate. Finally releasing his hold the rain still drizzles upon them.

    He turns around to see all the people in their joyous ways, waving their hands in the air wanting more. Smiling, he chuckles to himself Guess they were enjoying it. Cyryn simply smiles onward to their joyous experience, making Heather glance back. They were all in a jubilation of glee, as nearly all of them were basking, and bathing themselves in the rain, including the muscular men. With the clouds still looming high above them, as it still lightly sprinkles upon them. Cy Lyk turns back to his brother and sister, We Good? Heather lets out a big exuberant breath, and swivels to him Yes, what do you think? The Hyath master piece, as she showcases the mountains with a arching hand poise. I like how you curved them to look like Anna Belle, Cyryn declares as he curves the landscape with his own hand. Heather immediately went into bubbling belly laugh. Cy Lyk peers to the hills himself, as they became even more visible by the sun peeking through the departing clouds. A snicker escapes him, as he too saw the resemblance. I see Anna Belle was on your mind, Cy Lyk smiles to her. She veers to him with a beaming bright grin and slightly giggling she states, Is it that noticeable? Cyryn raised his hand and began tracing the hills outline again, Oh Yeah. Cy Lyk just swivels back around towards the large man, who was smiling graciously at him. I believe our job here is done, he declares with a smile, and a hand towards the large man. He grips Cy Lyk's hand and forearm with a brute force, squeezing him tightly with appreciation. Cy Lyk once again returns the smile, then swings towards Cyryn and Heather, placing his hand on Heather's shoulder. Alright, were done here, let's go home Cy Lyk says with glee. Oy, where did the Joan Jett look-a-like go? Cyryn voices, while looking all around. Heather glances to her right as the brothers look around together. I don't see her, Cy Lyk squints to the group of people, I wonder who she is, Heather curiously inquires. I don't know but let's go. What time is it Heather? as Cyryn taps her forearm. Heather pulls her wrist from her pocket, Almost 7:30. Bakery for Coffee and treats? she claims with excitement. Oh Yeah, Cy Lyk soothes out. Cyn Tu is probably already there, as Cy Lyk begins summoning their Chynoa. I am so glad Mom worked out this time thing, it's a lot more efficient for us Cyryn proclaims, as he admires the bright blues beginning to electrify in front of him. I'm still full from the Roast Beef last night, Cy Lyk declares abruptly, as he parted his hand wider for their Chynoa. Ha, That's unusual. But being only about two hours difference, I'll take it, Heather claims. The Chynoa was becoming more than ready to accommodate them, when Heather spotted the nude warrior to her right behind everyone. Guys, look as she points towards her standing to the west watching them. They all look over as she stood erect, holding her wooden spear but then raises it above her head. The siblings bow to her presence, then began walking through their Chynoa.

March 5th, Thursday, 2020.  07:36:44 AM

    In the back of the bakery, its succulent scent was absolutely divine, as fresh Dutch Apple pies were baking in the ovens. Ohh Yeah, Heather's mouth immediately began to salivate at the glorious smell. Disrobing their robes, and hanging them on the wall to their immediate left, they heard Cyna yell from the front. Daddy, then a bursting little girl came flying through the swinging doors of the kitchen immediately. Running straight through the doors, then making herself elevate by an unseen push from the floor, lifting herself right into her Daddy's arms. Gripping him hard around his neck, she began kissing his one cheek in a very cute way. Daddy, a kiss to his cheek. I missed you, she finished but between every word she kissed his slight scruff, making him smile wide in her doing so. How come we can't do that, Heather pouts towards her brothers at Cyna's elevational powers, as she points towards her. Cy Lyk solemnly states, I have no idea but I wish we could too, as he radiates to her holding her Daddy tight. She wiggles slightly in his grip, and looks to Heather then reaches over to her. Oh for once you want to see me? Heather voices with sarcasm. Cyna lets out a cute little growl in her throat, as Heather lifts her, and twirls her high above her. Making Cyna giggle in the high spin she loves so much. Hello, boys Anna Belle voices, as she saunters into the back carrying two empty trays, as Heather brought Cyna into a hug. Why does Auntie A call you a boy, Cyna pulls back to ask Heather while looking straight into her eyes. Anna Belle snickers to her, and walks in closer giving Heather a kiss. Because she toots like your Uncle and Daddy, she said with a slight smile. Heather and Cyryn immediately veer to Cy Lyk with a plain stare, without even looking he returns, Shut It. The brother's began their way out front, as Heather lets Cyna down and took Anna Belle into a hug. Oy! Big Guy, bring it down Cyna announces loudly up to her uncle, as she points to the floor. Sorry, Cy Lyk retorts, and quickly bends down to carry her out front in a loving hug. They saw Kerri and Cyn Tu behind the counter helping customers, as Jessica was filling the shelves with more stock. Cy Lyk immediately went to Cyn Tu and kisses her quickly, then a Hello to Kerri. Cyna hugs Cy Lyk hard then wiggles slightly, for she wanted down to help her Mom. She scurries over to her Moms side, where Cyryn was buried into her neck. Cyna begins wedging herself between them with small little chirps, while poking each of them in their sides, making them twitch apart. Cyryn just lovingly gazes down to her, as Jessica just shakes her head. Picking her up again, Cyna snuggles right into her Dad tightly. Making small little chirps of appreciation, as he snorts into her ear playfully. Jessica refocuses back on her task of loading the one shelf with the popular homemade jams, which were carefully individually wrapped in a beautiful ruby red ribbon. Cyryn softly sets Cyna down, where she took over her Moms job of placing them on the shelf carefully. So Joan Jett look-a-like naked, and buried a sanctuary, Cyryn addresses Jessica. Her face flew into a flustering look, as Heather and Anna Belle began walking out. Any customers? Heather inquires No, all gone. Cyn Tu happily replies, while curling into Cy Lyk who was sitting on the counter. So Joan Jett naked Eh? as Anna Belle face explodes in curiosity. Cy Lyk squishes his face up, as he chuckles fiercely along with Cyryn. They all stood there as they begin talking about their exploits, like they always do after each Cy Lantyca deed. Standing at the coffee nook preparing their own coffee's, and discussing what happened to them. Kerri, the new girl, was standing back listening but not overly, for she already knew most of their unique attributes. Taking in the beautiful morning, while leaning against Cyna's custom stool right by her till. With everyone talking, and Cyna stocking the items there's was not much for her to do. She squats down beneath her till, and grabs her smokes and begins heading outside with her own coffee. Good idea Kerri, Cyryn shouts lively within his family circle. Kerri just smiles and proceeds outward, as they all began to follow her. Outside, Cyryn leans against the window sill beside Kerri, talking to her as everyone began talking among themselves. Heather began expressing how she better leave soon for a consultation meeting. Whereas, Cy Lyk and Cyn Tu needed to head back home themselves, leaving Jessica, Cyryn, Anna Belle and Kerri to the store. Even though Kerri always felt like the odd one, the Fyrcyd family always made sure she was welcomed in their life. Always bringing her into conversations, for being the new girl was always fairly tough for her, she thought. She was finishing her smoke when Cyna came sauntering outside jiving to the music. Looking up at all of them talking, while enjoying their conversations with each other. Cyna eyeballs them over and shakes her head then makes her way over to Kerri. Looking up at her, she raises her arms up to her with an adorable grin. Kerri took her final sip of coffee and sets it down, then scoops her right up and brings her in intensely. Jessica radiates towards her baby girl, as she rests her head on Kerri's shoulders, making Kerri's bright blue eyes radiate for Cyna's loving affection. Jessica playfully sticks her tongue out at Cyna, Rude, Cyna says sharply to her Mom. Jessica lets out a snake-like snicker towards her, as Kerri returns the gesture as well. Cyna became entertained by Kerri, as she then began to poke Kerri's nose. Making cute little noises every time she did so, which made Kerri's tongue pop out every time. Oh, Mommy are you going to tell Kerri the secret yet? Cyna jumps towards her Mom within Kerri's firm grip. Oh my god, Right Jessica declares with a sudden jolt. They all became muddled, except for Anna Belle, Cyryn and Jessica. Kerri investigates them with a pondering glare, as Cyna grabs her face with both hands and just beams brightly to her. Jessica literally slaps her forehead, then hisses to herself, Uh I really need to do post-its but it wouldn't be a surprise then, she vibrantly asserts towards Kerri. Then props her hand upon Kerri's right shoulder, I am so sorry. I Forgot all about it Cyna, Thank You baby girl. Cyna glances to her Mom quickly thoroughly bug-eyed, while still holding Kerri by her cheeks. Well, Kerri. How would you feel about taking over for Joanne on a permanent basis? Jessica proclaims eagerly, making everyone's face instantly erupt in delight. Kerri gasps loudly in excitement, as Cyna wiggles in her arms but with excitement. Kerri went to put her down but Cyna just grips her harder, basically saying No. Kerri was smiling ear to ear as Anna Belle slides to her, I'm glad to have you on my side, as she rubs her right arm. Yes, of course, she gloats graciously towards everyone. Cyna reaches for Anna Belle and takes her in immediately, then twists her back towards Kerri. Now we have three, as Cyna shows three fingers on her right hand. Cute blondes in the back, Heather snickers behind them, where Cy Lyk and Cyn Tu soak up Cyna's cute ways. Good, Joanne is leaving soon, so training starts whenever you're ready, Jessica states happily to her. Oh my god, Thank You so much. This is so awesome, Kerri squeals out in high spirits and begins a little jig of happiness. They all say their congratulations, and begin complimenting her on the past pastries she has made for all of them. Saying how much they loved them, as Anna Belle was quite impressed by her baking feats many months ago. With Cyna in her arms, Anna Belle and her stroll back in, followed by everyone else. Anna Belle gave Cyna a big hug then sets her down, where she then scampers over to Cy Lyk and Cyn Tu with a hug of their very own before leaving. Anna Belle reefs Heather into a quick kiss goodbye then motions to Kerri to follow her into the kitchen. Alright sweetie, we should be getting ready to go as well, it's eight o'clock. Jessica looks down to Cyna, by her Dad's legs. She spins around, and bounces lively into the back, and right into the office. Grabbing her backpack, that had a big case filled with pencil crayons and markers, with a book of plain paper for her creative ways. Before strutting out, she skips over to Anna Belle and waits, as she pulls a tray out of the oven. Setting it down, she happily squats down and gave her niece a big hug. Cyna then skips over to Kerri, who was eagerly waiting just for her heavenly embrace, that she loves so much. Cyna came in close and nuzzles her face right into her neck, then hops out with a twist. Then skips her way out front to see her parents in a loving embrace, Oy! Get a room, as she rifles a firm point to them. Cyryn simply gazes down to her, Cyna, why must you always repeat what your sister says? Cyna places her hands on her hips, still glaring up at them. Not answering her Dad's question, as she just drills them in a motionless stance. I hate when she does that, Cyryn states to Jessica, as Kerri comes out with a tray full of packaged raspberry tarts. Your backpack? Jessica inquires. Cyna grabs it from beside the counter and slides it on, then takes her Mom's hand and venture out.

    Radio, Cyryn yells up to the ceiling, Okay comes from the back quickly. The bakery booms back to life with Katie Hart chatting about some new barn dance in a flamboyant way. Cyryn took back to dusting, while Kerri was loading the shelves with baked goods, as her thoughts were running amuck. Nothing bad, mostly of her new found position in the bakery. Thinking that she can not wait to tell her sister tonight, she was bursting inside, literally wanting to run right to the bank and tell her. Good Morning, Cyryn announces out while turning to the fairly young couple making their way in. The girl stops right in her tracks, staring at him intensely, as Cyryn caught Jessica walking across the street back to the bakery. Sporting a big smile, as he watches her hair flowing behind her. Are you fucking kidding me Cyryn? Kerri swiftly swirls around in one motion, hearing the harsh tone in the woman's voice. Cyryn flashes her a bewildering scorning face, as he twitched his head in a startling way. Now focusing on the woman in front of him, he studies her quickly. Her body language was clearly on guard, and her male partner was just as surprised. She shifts in her spot, almost as if she was going to come at him. Seriously, Cyryn? What the fuck... As the door chime went off, and Jessica enters hearing the lady cursing to Cyryn. Noticing Kerri in a wide-eyed bewildering stare, not knowing herself what was going on. Uhh, Can I help you? Jessica calmly asks the woman. Who the hell are you and why do you ask? the woman abruptly states back with a brazen bark. The woman was right furious for some reason, and Cyryn had no idea who she was, let alone why she was so mad. Everything alright, Anna Belle inquires, as she enters the front carrying bags of day old donuts. The woman darts her daggers to her as well but kept her position on Jessica. Whereas, Cyryn was still standing in his spot, completely unaware of what was happening. I'm Jessica, I own this bakery along with my husband Cyryn, as Jessica turns to him with a point. His face was in utter confusion, Well Jessica, that fucking asshole there... Jessica immediately put up her hands, Wait, wait before you go on. Cyryn suffered head trauma five years ago, he has no memory of anything before then. Jessica calmly declares as Anna Belle and Kerri were now standing side by side at the coffee nook. Ready to knock this rude bitch out themselves, no matter what Cyryn did. Kerri leans over to Anna Belle slowly, and whispers I'm really glad Cyna's not here for this. Anna Belle eyes flew open, nodding her head slightly and not losing her focus. Without no one knowing, Cyryn had Fyr on speaker phone with Jessica's cell. Holding it carefully, hiding it behind his hand in his front pocket. You think I fucking care, he is a fucking asshole... Jessica's back went straight up at that and injects herself quickly. Enough, Please, she crisply returns to her. Cyryn intervenes, trying to hide the smirk of his secretive deed. Alright, what is your name? Cyryn calmly inquires, as the woman eyeballs Cyryn with extreme daggers. Amanda... just as the woman took a deep breath, and was about to say something else, Fyr vehemently interrupts over the speakerphone. Listen! the woman looks down, as Cyryn raises the cell phone I remember you, and I will be there in twenty seconds BITCH! Jessica eyes flew open, as well as Anna Belle's making Kerri snicker back her laugh. Cyryn was just smirking away, as the woman glances down to the cell phone again, as Cyryn wiggles it in front of her. Looks like Fyr will be here in fifteen seconds, Cyryn coyly expresses to Jessica with a smile. Jessica couldn't help it but maintained a silent chuckling fit, as the woman glances back to her partner. He wanted nothing to do with it, as he raised his hands up while shaking his head back and forth. She then turns with a finger pointed directly to Cyryn, as Fyr erupts through the kitchen doors. Making the right door slam right into the coffee nook, making everything on it rattle. With Lucy trailing right behind her, trying to get in front of her. Fyr stomps right in front of her Dad, with her chin right up with a fierce and ferocious glare. Staring right at the woman, as Lucy found her spot off to the side of her, between Fyr and the woman. Listen, why don't you just fucking leave before someone gets hurt. And that would be you! She yells at her while pointing her