July 31, 2017

Memory Lane Challenge

Thanks to Heatherfeather19 of The Diffy Random Legacy for nominating me for the Memory Lane Challenge.  Oh my gosh - this is perfect!  I love revisiting my old generations! :)

Feel free to add a few of your favorite memories in the comments section! I like knowing which scenes my readers liked, too!

I would be nominating pretty much everyone that heatherfeather mentioned, as well.  So, I'm going to make this open-ended!  If you're reading this & have a story, feel free to let me know what your favorites memories are & put the link in the comments.  (Is that lame? Lol)


Congratulations! You’ve been nominated for a totally legit award. Get a gold star and stick it on your forehead like a boss.
2. Share FIVE of your favourite moments from your legacy/challenge/story so far.
3. Nominate 3-5 blogs to do the same.

(Lol - I did NOT notice that it started listing the rules at 2! It made me laugh when I saw that comment in heatherfeather's post!  Me = unobservant)

Jason: Week Thirty-Four, Day Seven
1. That Damn Meteor - I don't know if it's too soon, or if I'm too traumatized, but this was the first memory that came to mind.  Poor, poor Liz!

Haley: Week Twenty-Eight, Day 7, PM
2. Haley and Johnny's Entire Courtship - Although it took them forever to actually make a move (thanks a lot single roll), I loved their entire love story, from childhood friends to angsty teens to reluctant/unsure adults to absolutely in love elders.  *le sigh*

Eva: Week Eighteen, Day Seven
3. Eva and Nathaniel's Entire Courtship - Aww... I seriously loved Eva and Nathaniel's love story, too.  They were perfect for each other! Their wedding also happened to be my favorite! 

Jason: Week Thirty-Three, Day 2
4.  Moudy's Dumpster Diving - I've never played with the Dumpster Diver as a job and I thought it was incredibly fun to have Moudy running around town trying to find stuff in the trash.  The things people throw away!! ;)

Jesse: Week 5, Day 3
5.  Jesse's Live Your Trait Roll - It was so much fun getting Jesse riled up about small little things and then sitting back to watch the fireworks!  It certainly made his generation entertaining!  I also really enjoyed his Tattoo Addiction roll!  I toyed with making his Zelda Mae tattoo one of my favorite memories.  Because that was hilarious! ;) 

Raven: Week Thirty-Six, Day One

Raven woke up, disgruntled when she heard Onyx wailing.  She'd been trying to sleep in! She glanced towards her side and was surprised to see Daryl's side of the bed hadn't been slept in.  It was still as neatly made as when she'd fallen asleep the night before.

"DARYL!" she called out, irritated that he wasn't taking care of the brat.   She paused and waited, hearing nothing but the sound of Onyx's cries.  "DARYL!" she tried again.

Still nothing.

"Oh for the love of..." she cursed, rolling from bed in a fit of pique.  What good was he as a husband if he wasn't taking care of the kid?!

Stomping upstairs, she kicked the toys out of her way.

"...And clean up this goddamn crap lying everywhere..." she grumbled, adding the mess to 'Daryl's Fault.' 
She stormed into the room and saw Onyx crying pitifully in his crib.  "Shut it!" she snapped, seething when he proceeded to cry even louder, pulling away from her as she lifted him from the crib.

"Quit wiggling!" she demanded.  "What? Do you want me to drop you?" she screamed, quickly putting him on the floor.  "Idiot!"

Leaving Onyx on the floor, Raven headed for the make-shift office.  There was no other explanation for where Daryl could be.  He must be wasting time writing that piece of crap novel of his. 
"DARYL!" she snapped with annoyance.
Daryl jerked with surprise, quickly shutting the laptop.  "Raven!" he exclaimed nervously.
"What? What are you trying to hide?" she asked suspiciously.
Daryl awkwardly rose to his feet.  "N... n... nothing!" he stuttered.

Raven narrowed her eyes, glaring at him from across the room with her piercing gaze.  Her gaze was starting to creep him out.  She would stare at him in that odd way before eerily deducing what he'd been thinking. 
"I was looking at porn, okay?" he blurted out anxiously, turning his head to the side, unable to keep looking at her.
Raven scoffed, waving her hand dismissively.  "Whatever," she said, rolling her eyes.  "I'm going to go get a massage.  Watch Onyx for me."  She demanded on her way out of the room.

"Yeah.. sure, of course!" Daryl said quickly, hoping she would leave quickly.  

She shot a suspicious glare over her shoulder, kicking a toy out of her way as she left the room.

Daryl blew out the breath he'd been holding when he heard the bedroom door slam.   

That had been too close.  If Raven... Lacie... saw that he'd been researching her, he had no doubt that she could freak out.  And not in a good way.

No, his best bet was to wait until their child was born and then try to talk to her about it.

Maybe this was all just a misunderstanding, he thought again, desperately trying to convince himself. 
Even so, he began to search through Raven's things...

Raven had primped and preened before her massage appointment.  She wanted to look her best. 
After all...
...she'd never said who was going to massage her!

Onyx's cries pulled Daryl from his morbid thoughts. 
Hurrying up the stairs, he stepped on a toy car and cursed under his breath.  Seriously, how did Onyx get these toys all over the place?
"How ya doing, little man?" Daryl asked, getting Onyx ready for the day.  "Wanna practice your alphabet?"

Nathan rolled over, lying alongside Raven's naked, sweaty body.  He'd spent the last few hours pleasing her.  Sated, he dropped forehead against hers with a wry grin. 
"That was amazing," he told her, tugging her into his arms.

Raven preened.  "I know," she told him confidently.

Nathan chuckled, amused by her bravado.  "Stay the night," he heard himself saying to her, wincing because he already knew that she would say 'no'.  They had agreed on strict rules for their sordid affair.  Although, he was starting to suspect that she was never going to leave Daryl like she had promised...
Raven turned to him, her gaze searing his.  "You know I'm going to leave him," she told him.  She trailed her finger down his chest, digging the nail into his skin. "You said you would be willing to wait for me," she reminded him with a coy pout.  Her eyes flared with desire when she saw his wince of pain.  Plumbbob, his dark jealousy was such a turn-on!

"I will! I am," Nathan promised her, reaching for her finger and pressing it against his chest.  The heat in his gaze promised retribution.
"Good," she announced before looping her arms around his neck an pulling him in for a kiss. 

Their love play was interrupted when a steady stream of water gushed down her legs, puddling on the mattress.
"Nathan!" she gasped with dismay.  "Daryl can't find me here!"

Daryl leapt into action.  "Get dressed. I'll take you to the hospital!"

Raven slipped into Nathan's car, happy to let him take charge.  He would get her to the hospital and get this brat born.  "I swear I'm going to tie my tubes after this kid is born!" she muttered under her breath.

Nathan shot her a quizzical stare, patting her leg.  "Don't worry, you'll be okay.  I've got this," he assured her.

Daryl stood at the front window, worried.  He'd tried calling Raven, but she wasn't answering.  He'd called the massage parlor and she hadn't had an appointment.
So where has she been for the last three hours? 

Daryl was starting to feel like he didn't know her at all...

He grabbed his cell phone quickly when it began ringing.  "Hello? Raven?" he asked anxiously. 

"This is the hospital, we're calling to inform you that your wife has checked in..."

Raven sat on the hospital bed, fuming with irritation as another contraction hit her.  "I want the epidural now!" she screamed at Nathan.  "Stop touching me!!" she added when he leaned over to kiss her sweaty brow.

A nurse walked into the room hesitantly.  "Would your wife care for some ice chips?"

Nathan straightened, pulling away from Raven as he started to correct the nurse, "Oh, no, I'm just a friend..." he managed to say before Raven gripped his hand and hollered that he was ten times the man as her weak husband.

The nurse began to look very uncomfortable as she back-pedaled out of the room.

"I could kill him for making me go through this!" Raven ranted between breaths.  "Miserable, no-good, son-of-a-...."

"Good evening, it looks like we'll be having a baby soon!" the doctor said brightly as he walked into the room.  "Good news, the front desk called your husband to let him know you checked in.  He should be here shortly!"  Glancing up from his clipboard, he noticed the body language between the couple in the room.  He cleared his throat with disapproval, causing Nathan to stand up and begin to pace, raking his hair back with his hand.
Just then, Daryl pushed through the door with Onyx in his arms.  He was immediately at Raven's side, holding her hand.  "I came as soon as I heard," he told her. 

"I... I'll just be going..." Nathan said, staring at Raven's hand clasped tightly in Daryl's. 

Raven groaned.  "No, don't go!" she pleaded, rolling onto her side and tugging her hand from her husband's grip. 

Nathan attempted to smile.  "It's a good thing I ran into you at the massage parlor so I could give you a ride to the hospital," he said tightly.  He hesitated a moment, as though he wanted to say more, but lamely finishing with a "Good luck" before he strode from the room, letting the door slam behind him.

Daryl stared at the closed door, then back to his wife, who was now avoiding looking at him.

Several hours later, Raven gave birth to a strong, healthy boy.  Daryl walked out of the hospital alongside her, still miffed at her high-handedness.  When she'd been filling out the discharge paperwork, she'd filled out his birth certificate with the name Pyro.

Pyro Knight-Fell...  what kind of name was that?

June 26, 2017

Intermission: Back in Sunset Valley, 2

Macy was humming as she mixed up a nice family salad.  She liked taking care of her family.  Her Dad kept trying to convince her to go out more, to date a little more, but she preferred to stay home.  It was just too difficult to put herself out there.

This, her family, it was safe.

"I'm going to beat you!" Jackson cried out across the room. 
She glanced over into the living room and saw Jackson and Jeremy getting into a video game. 

"No! No! No!" Jeremy called out with frustration, tapping his controller desperately in an attempt to beat his boyfriend.  She could've told him there was no way he could win.  Not with as much as Jackson "practiced" every day!
She chuckled under her breath, finishing off the salad with a low-fat vinaigrette. 

Then, the phone rang.
"I've got it!" she called out, setting aside meal prep.  Wiping her hands on her jeans, she hurried to the desk and grabbed the phone. 

"Hello?" she asked with a smile.
The voice on the other line filled her with dread.  "Lacie... oh my plumbbob," she whispered, horrified at the unwelcome reality check.  Her hand shook as she lifted her hand to cover the speaker and called out,  "DAD! It's Lacie!"

She heard a hiss from the phone, and lifted the receiver back up to her ear.  "Lacie?" she asked, relieved to hear the dial tone.

Jason's steps pounded on the stairs as he raced down.

"Is it Lacie?" he asked, worry and strain thickening his voice.
Macy faltered, dropping the phone back into the charger.  "She... she hung up..." she stuttered, looking away from the devastated look he shared with Moudy.  "I.... I'm sorry..."
"She hung up?" Jason asked, bracing himself.  "Well, this is good, right? She reached out to us.  It's the first step to getting her the help she needs, right?"  Jason turned to his friend, Moudy.  "Right?"
Moudy nodded.  "That's right. She heard you," he assured Jason. 
Jason's shoulders drooped.  "I just feel like I failed her," he said regretfully.  "I failed my baby girl.."
It killed Macy to see how much her Dad still suffered because of Lacie.  She'd argued with him about trying to reach out and contact her twin.  Unfortunately, he thought Lacie needed help and maybe some meds.  Macy knew deep down that Lacie was rotten to the core. 

She blew out a shaky breath and massaged the back of her neck.  But, still, nobody listened to her...

Unable to stand it a moment longer, she pushed past Dad and Moudy, racing upstairs to her room.  She paced for a few minutes, feeling such hopelessness and helplessness. 

With a frustrated shudder, she brutally wiped the tears from her eyes.

She was done crying.  She was done being helpless.

Slipping her phone from her back pocket, she thumbed through her contacts until she reached his number.

She only hesitated a moment before selecting the number.   She chewed her lip nervously as she waited for him to answer.   He answered the phone with a curt greeting.

"Hi.. This is Macy... Macy Black-Wolff..." she stuttered anxiously.  She gathered her newly-found confidence around her like a blanket.  "Can we talk?"

"Are you sure you can't come?" Jason asked with a strained smile.  She could tell Dad was trying hard to put on a happy face and act like nothing was wrong. 
"Yeah, I just wanted to hang out at home.  Maybe watch a couple of chick flicks," she lied.

Jason grimaced playfully.  "You're on your own on that one!" he teased.

Macy licked her lips and laughed, her gaze darting towards Jackson, who was watching her carefully.  "What?" she asked.
Jackson kept his gaze on her as he shrugged.  "Nothing," he said slowly, drawing the word out.  "Have fun!"

Macy couldn't help but feel like he saw through her.  How could he possibly know what she had planned?  One word from Jackson and it would all fall apart...

"Come on, Jackson! Let's go get Jeremy!" Moudy called out from the kitchen after shutting the dishwasher.  He smiled at Macy as he looped his arm around his son's shoulder. 

"Are you sure?" Jason asked again, hesitating a moment before adding, "We'll just be at the Winter Fair.  Feel free to meet us there!"
Macy waved as the boys headed out.  "I'll text if I change my mind!" she told her dad, anxious for them to leave.  It felt like it took them forever to leave!

Not long after they'd left, there was a slight knock on the door.  Macy batted down the fluttery feeling she felt at the sound. 
The door swung open and Macy stepped back to allow Leo to step inside.  "Th... thank you for coming..." she said nervously. Swallowing past the lump of unease was difficult since her mouth was so dry. 
Leo looked at her impassively.  "You said you wanted to talk?" he pressed, getting down to business right away.

Macy nodded tightly.  "I... I did." 

His lack of aura still bothered her.  Every one else she had run into had some sort of aura surrounding them.  Sometimes it was a deep color, indicating strong feelings of some sort.  Other times it could be a thin, light color.  But, there was usually something.
Apparently he was done waiting for her to get to the point.  Leo grasped his glasses off and pulled them off, leveling her with his straight-forward gaze.  "So? Talk."

Macy's mouth abruptly starting watering.  She shifted uncomfortably, feeling caught in his sights.  "I... it's about Lacie..." she said, reminding herself of the reason she called him over.

She was done being helpless.
Impatient, Leo prowled through her house, cataloging everything.  There was nothing that seemed to escape his laser gaze. 

She watched him move, likening his body to that of a panther in her mind.  He moved with a constrained grace, an economy of movement. 
He glanced over his shoulder and caught her staring.  She blushed brightly.  "Great picture," he said without emotion. 

Macy cleared her throat, determined to see this through.  Leo could help her.  "She called today," she began, trailing off when Leo turned to face her, taunt and ready to pounce.

She shook her head.  It must be her imagination.  Leo was a private investigator.  He'd offered to help.
He surprised her when he reached for the phone and quickly flipped through the last called log. 

"It was just her cell phone.  She didn't answer when Dad tried to call back," she said apologetically.

Leo nodded, setting the phone back in place.  "And you called me because?..." he trailed off.
"I... well... I was hoping that you could help find her.  I..." she hesitated, feeling it gauche to bring up money this early in the conversation.  "I don't have much money saved up, but I have a trust fund.  I can afford to pay you whatever you ask."

At this, the first sign of any sort of emotion cracked through.  Leo's eyebrow raised and his lip tilted, as if she'd amused him.  A light yellow pulse of aura crackled around him for moments before blinking out.  Macy's mouth dropped open. 

"We can discuss details later," Leo responded, putting her off.  "I'll get back to you after I've done a little investigating."  He turned to leave without another word.
"Wait!" Macy called out suddenly.

Leo paused mid-stride and focused on her again.  His piercing stare made her stomach flip.
"Be careful," she whispered, thinking about how dangerous her twin could be.  She would hate for something to happen to Leo because of her.

Leo's gaze shot up to her own.  He considered her steadily, as though waiting for her to say something more.

Macy felt like a fool.  Of course he was going to be careful.  He probably thought she was a simpleton!  She looked down at her feet, her cheeks heating with embarrassment.

Looking down, she missed the light swirl of green that shimmered around him for just seconds before fading into nothing.

Leo hit the call button on the phone as he drove away without a moment's hesitation.

"Yes?" The sound came in crisp and clear over the car stereo, thanks to the miracle of bluetooth technology.

"I have a lead," he replied. 

A pause.  "Good.  Very good."

Jackson knocked on the door and then stepped inside.  "Alright, so tell the truth," he said.  "What are you up to?"