The Life of Lolita ~ Chapter 7: Grandparents
So this chapter is similar-ish to chapter 9 on my Bella story, cause it involves conversations with ghosts. Except this is a night in Goth Manor, so prepare for spookiness. Also, I have to admit, either my Sims 2 or 3 games work anymore. My Sims 3 game crashed over a year ago, I can still play it but if I press the play button it just crashes. So I can scroll through the neighbourhood and that but nothing else. Boring, huh? My Sims 2 game decided to corrupt a few months ago after I'd had it for over 4 years, so all the stuff from when I was younger and a newbie to Sims = gone. I was working on Sunset Valley in there and I'd already built Bella's, Kaylynn + Zelda's, and Darlene's houses and moved their correct families in. I was preparing to build Goth Manor and I was halfway through Central Park. Sad times. I might reinstall Sims 3 soon, but I think that I used up the 5 times that it could be used, due to my laptop crashing a lot a few years back. The only Sims game that I have that works is Medieval, but it isn't as good. I'm also listening to iTunes on shuffle whilst writing this chapter, so that may or may not be inspirational.
8 months later
It was another sleepless night. Mortimer refused to sleep, and I had a feeling that the ghosts of my grandparents were roaming around the house tonight. It was a full moon, after all. Sighing, I gave up trying to sleep and pulled myself out of bed before opening the door that led out onto my dangerously low balcony. That will be a caution from when Mortimer learns to walk. Oh well. I looked out of the horizon and saw Stoney Falls, the beautiful waterfall of Sunset Valley looking back at me. It's amazing, the natural beauty of this town. So peaceful, loved by all. My thoughts were interrupted when I felt a tap on my back. I turned around so quickly and lost my balance, but thankfully I landed in front of the balcony and not the ground below. That would have been a gruesome sight for my parents to wake up to. I looked up and saw a pale ghostly figure staring back at me. It was obviously one of my grandparents, they're the only people buried in the manor.
'Hello there Lolita, it's Grandpa Victor.' Oh. Him. The founder of Sunset Valley and the builder of this house, it was the first in the entire town.
'Hello, Grandpa. May I ask, why did you make this balcony so low down when this house was built?' I stubbournly asked, standing back on my feet and trying to edge my way back inside without walking through my dead relative. I've had experience with that before, and it wasn't good.
'We were nearly finished building and the funds weren't exactly high. That was the best alternative that we could afford, we couldn't have a half finished balcony.' he muttered in reply, clearly annoyed by me questioning him.
'I see... So, are you the only ghost out tonight?'
'No, no, dear. Your other grandparents are downstairs. Shall we go and see them?'
'Yes please! But don't you wanna meet your grandson first? I haven't seen any of you out since way before Mortimer was born!' I noticed that everything I've said to Grandpa Victor tonight is a question.
'I suppose, but if he starts crying, go and hide in the bathroom.' smirked Grandpa. We crept into Mortimer's room slowly, looked into his crib and saw dark eyes staring back at us. I carefully picked him up before looking at my grandpa cautiously to see if it was alright for my little brother to be held, I didn't want him to fall straight to the ground. I passed Mortimer over to his grandaddy and the whole room atmosphere changed.
'Hello there, boy. I'm your Grandpa Victor.' Morty gurgled, so we decided not to wake my parents up and brought him downstairs so that he could meet his other grandparents. They all hugged me in turn and then burst out crying at how much I'd grown, and how handsome their grandson was.
'Wimpy cowards.' muttered Grandpa Victor under his breath, and I couldn't help but giggle. Mortimer eventually went back to sleep, so we placed him in his crib again.
'So, what should we do now? I'm not tired.' I said, turning towards my dead grandparents.
'How about... go and play a prank on that old grump Milton Bachelor?' suggested Grandma Gretle. I wanted to high five her for the rest of my life!
'Yes! I actually nicknamed him as Grumpy Dude.' I replied, smirking.
'Ha, good on you, Lolita! Now let's do this!' half-chanted Grandpa Simon.
We all escaped outside and just hoped that my parents wouldn't wake up to find that I was gone. That would be difficult to explain without getting into trouble. We ran across Sunset Valley, past Jessica and Michael's house, past Zelda's house, not caring if anybody actually saw us. I'm actually surprised that my grandparents actually had that energy in them. We ran down Maywood Lane to the small orange-style bunalow near the end of that street. That's Grumpy Dude's house. It was eventually decided that my grandparents from mom's side of the family would float through the wall into Grumpy Dude's room and wake him, and my grandparents from dad's side of the family would also float through and unlock the door for me, so I could rush into the kitchen and grab all of the food from the fridge. We would then retreat to Maywood Glen. It was a risky operation, but I was prepared.
Grandpa Victor and Grandma Gretle floated into the house first, so that I had a headstart. As I entered the bungalow, I noticed 2 things; the place was extremely smelly, and I could hear Grumpy Dude snoring from his room. Disgusting. Holding my nose, I slowly opened the fridge and stole some cheese, milk, chocolate and subs. I then ran outside and continued on to the Glen, one set of grandparents following. I dumped all of the food onto one of the tables and sat down next to it, with a perfect view of Grumpy Dude's house. It wasnt too long before we heard a loud low-pitched scream, and saw Grandpa Simon and Grandma Prudence rushing out and over to the rest of us. We were all in hysterics laughing. I don't know why we had the food as I didn't want any, so we tossed it in the nearby backyard of the uninhabited house.
As we re-approached Goth Manor, we decided to take a shortcut through the Pleasant Rest Graveyard, where people who aren't my family are buried. Our choice of destination was a bad idea. We ran into the lady who Grandma Prudence says is Grumpy Dude's dead wife, Enriqueta. Jessica, Michael and Bella's dead grandmother who they never met. Oopsies. I forgot that ghosts are telepathic, so she probably knew what we just did to her husband. I tried to tun on ahead but the orange ghostly figure pulled me back and I automatically screamed at the top of my lungs. Bad idea, probably all of Sunset Valley heard that.
'Well, if it isn't the Daughter of Death.' she sneered. This was an old nickname for girls in our family, apparently my Aunt Frida was called that too, when she was my age.
'Don't you dare talk to my granddaughter like that, you punk! Your very own grandchildren are very good friends with her, take that under consideration.' raged Grandpa Simon.
'Excuse me? You're the ones who just played a sick joke on MY husband!'
'Yes, so seeing as he is YOUR husband, why don't you go and visit him?'
'... I'll let you off. Just this once. Now go and never come back.'
I took off back to my front door, bid my grandparents farewell, and flew upstairs and back into my room, just as my parents were walking in through the alternative way, the bathroom.
'Where have you been?' they questioned, suspiciously.
'Out with my grandparents.' I replied, making myself sound dumb, probably. They just laughed.
'Haha, funny. Now try and get some sleep, dear.' said mom softly, before both of my parents disappeared out of the room. I chuckled to myself. After all, they are adults.
So, on Sunday night/ Monday early morning where I live (it'll be daytime/afternoon for Americans) I'll be pulling an all nighter so I'll be tired enough to go to sleep earlier to wake up early (woah, that's confusing) to get on the plane for Florida, 20 past 6 in the morning the plane sets off. So, as well as me probably writing the final chapters of my stories for 2 weeks whilst I'm away, do you have any tips to help me stay awake? Also, from Friday to Monday my auntie will be up, visiting. So the chapters will be late at night in England, if there will be any at all. If my friend Rachel (who lives across the street from me) is ungrounded before I go away, I might write a whole load of chapters, put them on a memory stick and let Rachel onto my account just to upload some, once every few days. I'll be logged on here on my iPod and phone though during the 2 weeks, so I can answer to any messages or stuff.
