The Zhang Mansion

Anyone is welcome here!

Rooms:

The Big Pair's Bedroom (Isabel+Mary Christine)
The Middle Pair's Bedroom (Lottie+Summer)
The Little Pair's Bedroom (Transdrent+Romy)
The Other Pair's Bedroom (Carter+Joe)
Guest Room 1 (currently the bedroom of Addie and Dominic Harmond)
Guest Room 2 (currently the bedroom of Nelly Boo)
The Living Room
The Den (library)
The Kitchen
The Music Room
The Garden
The Backyard (with a pool)
Summer's Snowdrop Patch
The Chinese Room

The three Harrison kida that had earlier met the two Zhang children at the theme park came walking down the lane in the afternoon. They had just gotten back from the theme park a little while ago, but were all eager to go chat more with their new friends (and in one case, perhaps get some book suggestions as well)!

Pattie held Ringo's hand as she knocked on the door of the mansion. She looked in awe while Dainei noted some of the architectural types used in the building, as he had just read a book on Renaissance architecture. Ringo bounced up and down. Pattie was amazed that that child could possibly have all that energy to last him throughout the day.

It was a beautiful day out and the children had enjoyed their 15 minute walk. Standing at the front door of the mansion there was a sweet smell of flowers and the noises of everyday life.

Transdrent, leaving Ringo's side, bounded towards the front door. He pressed the doorbell. There was a click, but the door did not open. He waited for a while, then pushed open the door. Seeing his friends' puzzled expressions, he explained, "Sometimes my sisters unlock the door but don't open it because they are shy and they don't want to interrupt whatever we're doing, or going to do."

Beaming, Summer threw up her hands and turned to the direction of the roses. "These are my sister Lottie's roses," she told the Harrison kids. "Mom's biological kids plus me all have our own flowers. Isabel's flower is the daisy. They are--" Summer spun around "--over there." She pointed towards the sides of the house. "Mary Christine's is the thistle. It's at the back. Mine is the snowdrop. I have my own snowdrop patch in the garden behind the house." Summer wanted to stop there and let her visitors dwell on that thought. But Transdrent raised his eyebrows. "And Transdrent's flower is the sunflower. They are in the back as well."

"You talk too much," Transdrent told his sister with a satisfied nod. "Come in, come in!" he said to his guests, waving them inside.

Transdrent closed the great mahogany door once everyone was inside. Immediately, the sounds of instruments could be heard: piano, flute, harp and...voice.

"That's the Music Room over there," Transdrent said as he pointed to the left. "My sisters are all inside. Let's call them."

Summer skipped ahead of Transdrent and knocked. The high notes floated closer and closer until the door was open and a girl dressed completely in white was standing in the doorway. Seeing the visitors, however, she stopped singing. The people accompanying her stopped playing as well.

"Oh," Isabel uttered, surprised. "You are...?" Mary Christine set her flute down and stode over to the doorway. She peeked at the visitors.