Fanon:The Funhouse Secret

The Funhouse Secret is a short fan-fiction, created by HanaGoth96. The story follows the road-trip of Primrose Williams and her two friends who come across a trouble Alien who needs their help. This fanon is based in the neighborhood of Lunar Lakes.

Summary of the story
The fanon follows a road-trip theme, following the main protagonist Primrose Williams and her two friends; Wyatt Gray and Tara Cotton. Primrose is a Fairy while Wyatt and Tara are both Human Sims.

As they travel across open-land Lunar Lakes, they discover a wrecked spaceship where they meet an Alien called Ethan Tarmac, who badly needs their help to get back to his home planet.

During the story, new friendship blossoms and new lives are built.

Prologue
Primrose clunked up the stairs of her old family home and headed for her bedroom. She didn't understand how Wyatt and Primrose couldn't leave her alone while the two "love-birds" went on a small yet exotic road-trip for the next few days. She had just turned a Young-Adult a few days ago and was hoping to celebrate her new age by going out with friends, but instead they were dragging her across open-land Lunar Lakes for a road-trip.

Primrose sighed as she entered her bedroom, fetching her flowery patterned suitcase as she entered. This trip was last minute planned so Primrose had to be quick as, according to Wyatt, they were leaving at midnight on the dot. Primrose sighed again and began stuffing her clothes into her suitcase, not caring if they were folded or not. She could have used a simple charm to pack it all away, yet she was too lazy to cast the charm.

Primrose was the only supernatural in Lunar Lakes; being born a Fairy had it's good points sure, but being born on a planet full of normal Sims however had its points. The residents of Lunar Lakes were not scared of Primrose, yet they feared that she would bring bad things to their peaceful planet. And Primrose having a bad attitude did not help the situation. Fortunately, things had been looking good for Primrose lately. She met Tara, who is now her best friend, when visiting the local library and one thing lead to another then they were living together in Primrose's family home, which her parents had oddly called The Funhouse. Then, Tara brought Wyatt Gray home and ever since, the three of them had been living with each other since their late teens. Primrose was the last out of the three of them to age up into a Young Adult, Tara being the first. Primrose had hoped that now that she had aged up into a Young Adult that the residents of Lunar Lakes would hopefully see that Primrose was going to be more sensible with new new age, yet she wasn't going to have the chance to show them as she was going on a dumb road-trip.

A short and quick tap on Primrose's door set her out of her thoughts and caused her to turn around. Tara was standing in her doorway, smiling to her. Primrose smiled back to her and turned back to packing her suitcase.

"I'd thought you would like some help, but you clearly have everything sorted." Tara commented as she watched Primrose pack.

Primrose sighed and nodded. She wasn't in the mood for a confrontation with her.

"Yeah, I clearly do." Primrose quietly said as she continued to pack her suitcase.

She sighed as Tara entered her bedroom and walked over to her side, touching her arm in a consoling way.

"Come on Prim, what's up?" Tara asked in a caring way.

Primrose sighed and continued to pack her suitcase, ignoring Tara's question. She felt Tara's body language changing immediately, more into a demanding way. Tara had always been tough and could get the truth out of people. She had always been like that; it was what she could do the best.

"Prim, I know what you're thinking - he does trust you, it's just you know..."

"What? His way of saying that I can't be trusted alone in my own family home. Or is it way of him saying that I can't be trusted alone at all in the crazy town!" Primrose snapped back, with a little hostility in her voice.

Tara bit her lip and stared into Primrose's eyes. Primrose shook her head and continued to pack, ignoring Tara in one of her stupid trances. Tara had once said that she would one day be able to read minds in the 'foreseeable' future. Then again, Tara has always been a bit of an airhead, getting confused with what she did or what she was going to do. But still, everybody loved her, including Primrose. The two girls stood in silence for the next few minutes, Primrose looking towards Tara every few seconds just to make sure she was alright. Another minute had passed before Tara sighed with annoyance and wandered towards the door. Before leaving she looked to Primrose.

"Just get packed Prim, please?" Tara asked her friend before leaving her bedroom.

Primrose sat down on her bed and huffed as Tara left her room. She was regretting the trip already.

Chapter 1: In the Desert
The Toyota Prius sped along the vast road, deep into the mountains. While Tara was informing Wyatt on their route, Primrose watched as Lunar Lakes became a distant land. The lights were looking more like white dots in the far sky whereas the houses were all looking more like buildings. With no other houses or buildings accompanying it. Primrose sighed quietly and turned around in her seat, facing the front. Tara had stopped nagging to Wyatt about the instructions and had indulged herself in the book "Where's Bella Goth" while Wyatt focused on the road. Every so often, Wyatt would look into the rearview mirror to check up on her. Primrose understood.

Another few minutes had passed until Primrose was bored. She wished she had brought something with her to keep her from dying of boredom. Tara sighed with awe and closed her book, with a happy and glowing smile on her face. Wyatt shook his head and chuckled. Tara's mouth fell open.

"What?!" She asked with a whine in her voice.

Wyatt chuckled again and shook his head.

"It's just... I can't believe you believe in that crap!" Wyatt began laughing hysterically while still keeping one eye on the road.

Primrose leaned forward and put her head in between the two seats in the front. Wyatt was still chuckling away while Tara looked shocked down to her core.

"What's wrong with believing in what Alexander has written?" Primrose asked, in a defensive way.

Wyatt stopped chuckling after a couple of seconds had past and shook his head.

"Jeez, don't tell me you believe in the rumors too?" Wyatt asked with no manner in his voice.

Primrose bowed her head in distraught and took a few deep breaths in an out. Wyatt was challenging her, like he always did. Wyatt had always been competitive with Primrose. It was probably due to the fact of her state and his state. Primrose sucked in her breath and looked back up to Wyatt and Tara. By now, Tara had dropped into an awkward position, leaning down in her seat and blushing lightly. Wyatt, on the other hand was calm and collected, focusing on the road ahead yet still in challenge mode.

"I never said I believe it, I'm just saying that you can't speculate what has been guessed or stated." Primrose replied, with no hint of a challenge in her voice.

This caused Wyatt to laugh again, laughing for a few minutes. Out the corner of her eye, Primrose could see Tara biting her lip in a nervous way. Wyatt let out a breath of relief and licked his lip. He pushed a button on the car and cleared his throat.

"You just said that what has been suggested was a.... Look, why can't you two understand that ol' Bella was fed up with Mortimer and his 'ways' and decided to leave with another man. Aliens had nothing to do with her disappearance." Wyatt retorted.

Tara gasped and sat up vastly. Primrose whistled lowly.

"Oh boy..." She said quietly, sitting back in her seat.

Tara turned in her seat and faced Wyatt.

"How can you say that?! There is scientific proof, is there not?" Tara asked, with certain anger in her voice.

Primrose groaned, leaned forward in between the two front seats and listened to Wyatt and Tara argue over the disappearance for the next 25 minutes. Sometimes Tara would get angry and say something awful while Wyatt would do the same, neither apologising and forgiving to each other. Primrose was beginning to get fed up of all of the arguing and was about to interject when something in the sky caught her eye. A quick dot of light appeared in the sky, like a helicopter or something other. It disappeared but then reappeared, but this time it was closer to them, still in the sky. Tara and Wyatt were still arguing, Primrose wished that they would stop arguing for at least thirty seconds just to see what this thing in the sky was. Tara took one look at Primrose and bit her lip. Primrose was in a sort of trance, looking dead into the sky.

"Prim?" Tara asked in a timid voice.

Primrose pointed up to the sky, her eyes growing bigger. Tara and Wyatt looked up into the sky and their eyes began to grow too. A sort of aircraft was crashing down to the sky, making a loud and smashing noise as it fell. Wyatt pushed in foot onto the car break and stopped the car immediately. All three of them watched as the aircraft was coming closer to the ground.

"Oh my Plumbob!" Tara squealed in a scared voice.

The aircraft made a final thud sound as it crashed down onto the ground. Tara squealed again and grabbed both Primroses and Wyatts hands and squeezed them tightly. Primrose and Wyatt didn't even bother about the pain that Tara was bringing to both of them. They were too indulged on the aircraft that was 25 metres away from their car. Some sort of door opened with smoke evaporating out of the door, causing Tara to squeal again and squeeze their hands. Primrose swallowed and bit her lip.

"What the..." Wyatt muttered quietly to himself.

An alien stepped out of the aircraft.

Chapter 2: E.T
"You two have got to be kidding me! You actually believe his stupid story!" Wyatt shouted as he continued his pace around the kitchen.

Not long after witnessing his crash, Primrose and Tara had taken pity on the lonely alien and had invited him back to the Funhouse, at Wyatt's dismay. Wyatt had reluctantly agreed to driving back to the Funhouse just in-case the alien needed to rest. Yet, for the past hour, the alien also known as E, had explained what happened to his aircraft and where he was supposed to be heading for his planets mission. At first, Primrose chose not to believe his story as she had thought that it was some sort of commercial business. But the more E had told them about his mission, the more Primrose believed him. The four of them were now crowded around the kitchen, with Tara and Primrose sitting down at the table, E standing in one spot of the kitchen and Wyatt pacing frankly around the room. Tara sighed.

"Wyatt, why can you never believe in anything? I mean, are you not a little curious?" Tara asked sternly.

Wyatt shook his head and continued to pace up and down the kitchen, not listening to anyone. Primrose coughed and looked to E, who was focusing on looking around the kitchen, taking in his surroundings. Primrose coughed again and looked to Wyatt who had now stopped pacing and was instead looking in the fridge, weighing different food options with his hands.

"Look, he said himself that it will only be for a couple of weeks, a month at the most. And besides, once he has gone we can get back to our road-trip! The problem will be gone and everyone will be happy!" Primrose cheerfully explained, trying to lighten the mood.

The mood didn't lighten up, instead it felt like the mood had dropped even lower. Wyatt had stopped lifting different objects in the fridge and had turned around, staring at Primrose. Tara had buried her head into her arms and E was looking from Wyatt to Primrose. Primrose shifted in her seat. Wyatt smirked.

"You think, that after two weeks of having this thing stay in our house, everything will go back to normal?!" Wyatt challenged, taking a step forwards.

A huffing noise slipped out of Primrose's mouth as she stood up almost immediately, as her chair scraped across the floor, making a short but horrible noise.

"HEY! This is my house, you two are just friends who live here! I am the one who gets to decide who should stay and who doesn't, and I want him to stay!" Primrose yelled.

Silence fell in the kitchen. E was staring mindlessly towards Primrose while Wyatt was looking down to the ground, clenching his fists tightly trying to keep in his anger. Tara began sniffing and then started crying silently into her knees and arms. Wyatt looked from Primrose to Tara, it was almost like he was wondering who to chose; to argue with Primrose or to calm Tara down. Wyatt let out a short laugh and left the kitchen, almost quickly. Tara sniffed and looked up as he left the kitchen. Her mascara was smudged all over her face. Tara stood up.

"Wyatt!" Tara sniffed sadly.

Tara took one last look towards E and Primrose, before following Wyatt out of the kitchen. Primrose sighed and walked over to the sink. She rinsed out the glass that Wyatt had drunk out of and put it back on the rack.

"You are a Fairy, yes?" E had finally asked, moving away from the spot he had been standing on for the past hour and had moved over to sit down on the chair that Primrose was sitting.

Primrose smiled to herself and turned around, leaning against the sink. E was looking at Primrose, with his big black eyes. Primrose swallowed.

"You can't go around town, being called E.T. You're going to need a name." Primrose replied, ignoring his question.

E nodded and smiled to her, ignoring the fact that she had ignored his question.

"What did you have in mind?" E asked.

"Ethan; I have always liked that name." Primrose answered, smiling back to him.

E nodded. Primrose nodded back and walked towards the kitchen door. Before leaving, she turned around to E who was still sitting in the chair.

"I'll let you know when your room is ready." Primrose said, smiling to him once more before leaving the kitchen.

As she left the kitchen, she listened to the yells coming from Wyatt's bedroom. Primrose bit her lip. She hoped that she did the right thing, for Tara and Wyatt's sakes.