Alec Windling's Planner
It appears that there was something missing in my dear Danae's life. Just to start off where my wife left off. She asked me to move in, only once I had finished cleaning the bathrooms of course, and the next thing I knew there she was in that beautiful dress and me in a tux I found stashed in an old armoire. We were married before I could even say, "Warren's your uncle!".
Just a few hours later Danae's father, Agenor, passed away. He was incredibly pleased with his daughter's marriage and left this world in peace.
That very night Danae asked me if I was interested in having a child. How can she want another child? She already has eight! She just muttered something about bloodlines and heirs. I figured, why not?
One of Danae's kids, Jason, became a teen the very next day. He wanted to follow in his mother's footsteps, which seemed to disgruntle his Great Uncle Warren a bit. That's little Beth and Abbey down at the end of the table. Let me tell you all these little girls definitely add a level of havoc to this already hectic household. It hasn't been easy trying to make friends with all of them either.
And, here are the other two, Kimberly and Gretchen. Of course Jason has joined the painters in the south hall. This family churns out some serious simolineons down here, I'm telling ya.
When Beth became a teenager she chose to follow me and try and make as many friends as possible, asap. She seems a bit more concerned about her hair right now though.
Gretchen, on the other hand, chose to follow a path of Knowledge. She went straight off to live in the north wing, which is nice for the maid. One less bed to make!
People started talking about wanting to hire a gardener and I didn't think that made any sense. These people don't have a garden. Imagine my suprise when on a stroll with Gretchen I came across this mini-field of weeds out back of the mausoleum!
Apparently, when the nanny's came to take care of all these kids when they were little, they insisted on going to the bathroom using the one toilet that is in the basement of the mausoleum. That toilet, of course, is completely inaccessible by everyone, ghosts included. They just know it's there and are stoked about it.
So, the nanny would then proceed to wet herself making a huge puddle, thus growing all manner of weeds all over the property back there. Gretchen was kind enough to get the mess all cleaned up for us.
Not long after that Danae sold her old man's computer and instantly a chill spread itself thoughout the house giving all of us the willies. Sure enough that night old man Agenor began haunting. With a vengenance.
The only person he scared was his brother Warren, who was trying to get back in shape after one too many pork chops. Poor guy wet himself right there and then. The grown man cried about it like a baby for hours afterwards.
He frightened no one else, just took a tour of the place. Even stopped by to see Abbey, who had just become a teen and was also living in the north wing, when she wasn't doing homework.
That night Danae gave birth to our little girl, Echo. Isn't she just the sweetest thing? Danae explained to me the whole heir thing and we're pretty sure that our Echo will make an excellent heir.
The next day Jason and Beth talked to Danae about moving out with their Uncle Warren. She gave her blessing and seemed really excited about it.
Apparently she had wanted to secure the next generation by having a spare to go with the heir. I just double checked with her to make sure she didn't just want to adopt. I mean, wouldn't that be easier?
While my wife went through her second pregnancy, I helped out around the house some. Fixing things and *shudder* cleaning things. Don't get me wrong, I may have been a maid once, that dosen't mean I actually like to clean, ok?
Game Play Note: Alec really didn't like to clean, he would whine and moan and sigh at me whenever I told him to clean something. Honestly, Alec, you were a maid! Get over yourself.
Not to say that my wife wasn't pulling her weight as well. She just had a bit more to pull around then me at the time. So instead of attacking subborn sinks with a wrench and scrubbing toilets she was making breakfast which was more her speed.
The next thing I knew it was time for little Echo to grow up. I was the only one free so I got to take her to the cake.
She became an active toddler, just like her old man, but sloppy just like her mama Danae. Oh well.
I was pretty busy making friends so I didn't have time to take care of Echo 24/7. That's when Kimberly, now a teen who lived in the north wing with her sister's Gretchen and Abbey, stepped in. She was great with Echo and a realy relief to her mama and me.
Our youngest was just born, we named her Harmonia. I was so relieved to hear that Danae was all finished with having children. It looks like the ninth generation is finally here, in it's entireity. Whew!
Posted by Bitsy at 02:11 PM Comments
Congrats on the generation 9 heirs! You're in the home stretch! (But won't you be sad when it's done?)
Posted by: Annette on November 17, 2005 12:54 AM
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Posted by: Lance Watts on November 12, 2008 07:21 PM
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