AN: Here ya go, guys. This one is a little longer than the last. This is Rick's sister Ella's chapter. (My sister's character... Also from the RPG.) I'll be doing back stories on original characters this summer!

Enjoy!

The "Pleasure God" Fiasco And Other Bedtime Stories

Chapter 6

Playing Dress-Up

Ella O'Connell:

"Okay, Alex. You have to hold really still," I told my nephew as he stood before my easel.

"I'm trying, but these shoes aren't helping." He squirmed. "Could you tell me why I'm dressed in mum's clothing for your picture?" He looked perplexed.

"Because you look so darn cute!" I grinned and winked at the eight-year-old.

He glared at me, fighting to hold his balance in the high heels he was donning.

Just as I raised my brush to make the first stroke, my wonderful brother walked past the open door. His eyes went wide.

"What the hell are you doing to my son!" He shouted, entering the room.

"Just painting his portrait," I answered, flashing him an innocent smile.

"In drag?" He fumed.

"Aunt Ella? I'm going to go get changed now before dad blows a gasket, okay?" Alex said. He took off the shoes and started sulking out of the room.

"You had better get changed, pal," Rick closed his eyes, and shook his head. "If your mother catches you in her favorite dress, there's gonna be hell to pay." He turned toward me. "And don't make him do something that ridiculous again, alright?"

"Okay." I watched him stride out of the room.

""It's official. This family is cursed…" I heard him mumble.

After a few moments I couldn't contain myself anymore. I burst out laughing.

I started out of the room. Just outside of the bathroom door was my sister-in-law.

"Alex, hurry up in there," She said, starting to fidget.

My nephew slowly opened the door and started to trudge out.

His mother's eyes went wide. "What in God's name are you doing with my favorite dress?"

"Nothing," He answered quickly, running into his bedroom.

I smiled as Evelyn looked to her son and shook her head. "I swear that kid gets stranger every day."

I walked away whistling, stopping at the top of the stairwell.

My brother came down the hall stopping in his tracks when he spotted his wife. "Ah. There's my crazy wife."

"Crazy? At least I'm not a blonde." She grinned.

Rick looked hurt. "Is that supposed to be an insult?" He raised an eyebrow.

Alex stuck his head out his door, an indignant look on his face.

I couldn't help but giggle on my way down the stairs.

AN: One more chapter to go for part one. I still haven't wrote part two but I'll be out of school in four weeks so give me time!