Ghosts in the Inn
Chapter 1: A New Home
Hello there! This is GerudoGirl89, and this is my story, it does not belong to Wave in any way. It's all MINE. Chapter 3 of Wave's story will be up soon, I've been having CPU problems. Sorry folks.
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I've always thought my family was just a little weird. Okay, make that very weird. Everyone always comments on how cool, but kinda strange, my family is. I already knew that, I'd been living with them thirteen years when it happened.
What is it, you may ask?
Let me start from the beginning. I was relaxing in the living room of our small house with my sister, reading a book, when Mom came in and made an announcement. She always made announcements when everybody was relaxed and happy, maybe she figured we wouldn't yell at her for things about her harebrained plans we didn't like.
"I found a new home!" she said brightly, tossing strands of reddish hair over her shoulder. I groaned loudly. We'd moved several times in the last few years, first from Las Vegas, to Cincinnati, to Mute City, Seattle Washington, Hyrule, and then to our current home in Florida.
"Where this time?" demanded my older sister, Alexis. She was sixteen, and had moved twenty-three times in her life, or so she claimed. I had the feeling it was more toward ten times, but if I even thought she was telling a story, she'd throw me in a trash bin somewhere.
"Termina," replied Mom. I dropped the book I was holding.
"Termina?!" I yelled. "That's like, literally a world away! That's closer to Hyrule! It's practically in a different galaxy!"
"Mom! I've got friends here!" whined Alexis.
"We're starting a band!" protested Mark, my older brother. He and his friends had decided to start a garage band the day before. Great timing, bro.
Mom held up her hand for silence. "That's true," she sighed. "I know you all have lives here, but you'll get to make new friends!Remember when we stayed in the Mushroom Kingdom?"
Alexis and Mark winced. I hadn't been born at the time, but Mark told me they traveled from North Dakota to the Mushroom Kingdom, where they'd actually met Princess Peach III. They'd been friends until Peach's birthday party, when Dad decided it was time for a move to Holodrum. On the day of the young Princess's party they packed up and left, and when Mark tried to email her, she'd ignored him. Talk about the suckiest move ever.
"Yeah, Mom, we remember," muttered Alexis. "So what's the house?"
"Actually, it's an Inn."
Mark stared at her. "Huh?" Nayru, he can be so clueless sometimes . . .
"It's called the Stock Pot Inn, isn't that cute?" Mom beamed at us, but we really didn't take the bait. There was something vaguely wrong with this . . . .
"Whatever, Mom," said Mark impatiently. "How'd you hear about it?"
"Well, the old owner died a few months ago and I just leaped at the chance. It's old, it was there when the town walls were first raised about two hundred years ago. The Inn itself has been added on to several times, so instead of three rooms, there's about twenty. And, since your Dad's a carpenter and Uncle Roy loves to build things, I figured they could fix it up and we could start getting some income. There aren't many hotels in Termina."
"So, when do we leave?" I asked, resigned to the fact that no one, not even the Goddesses themselves, would change her mind. Mom smiled at me for supporting her, but frankly I could care less, I was just curious to know how long I had to say good-bye to all my friends.
"Four days." At the mutinous looks the three of us gave her, Mom added, "Come on, it'll be fun!"
I hated it when she said stuff like that, it always meant we had to move. But a 200 year old hotel . . . what could possibly go wrong?
Looking back on that, I really want to slap myself. Hard. And keep slapping myself until I'm half-dead.
Short chapter, but the real fun begins later. Review please!
