Fanon:Anticipation (Pleasantview Stories)
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Anicipation is the first episode of the series Pleasantview Stories, written by SebasV96. It only features the Goth family.
Synopsis
It was an unusually cold spring night, far colder than any spring Pleasantview had seen in many years. The cool, crisp air swirled around, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers everywhere it went as the moon made the flying petals glow. It really was beautiful.
Cassandra Goth lay on her bed, reaxing, deep in thought despite how late it was getting. The clock beeped 11.
Okay, it wasn't that late, but for the strict Mortimer Goth 11:00 was way past his children's bedtimes--even if one of them was 26 years old. Cassandra didn't care; she actually liked her father's strict rules andmoral codes. Cassandra herself was very mature for her age, a usually very serious and sullen, but that was to be expected after what had befallen the Goth family.
The aging Mortimer's wife, Bella, widely believed to be one of the most beautiful and charismatic Sims in SimNation, mysteriously vanished one night about three years ago. Whie no one could quite place their fingers on it, many Sims reported seeing strange lights over Pleasantview that night, and others claimed that electronics went hywire and that UFOs were seen zooming through the sky. Other rumors, yet, were far more troubling to Cassandra, and she couldn't help but think about them as she toyed with the engagement ring on her finger.
"Only two more days," she said, trying to change her mind to the upcoming wedding. She had actually bought the ring herself, since Don couldn't afford to do so, but her father was the fabulously wealthy Mortimer Goth, after all! Mortimer, however, was less than pleased about his only daughter's engagement to what he considered a rude, crude, slovenly, gross disgrace of a man. Still, Cassandra was willing to lay it all on the line for the love she felt for Don.
Cassandra lay there thinking when her sweet little brother, who was fifteen years younger than her, walked past her room.
"Alex," she called out, standing up. He returned into view. "Alex, what are you doing up so late?"
"Oh, I was just working on something," he assured her. "It's a new experiment that I hope can help re-evaluate the scientific and mathematical value of infinity. It's set up through a series of numerical equations that I theorize can be combined to find the root of the numerical order, thereby helping combine the numerous equations into one new mathematical format that can help figure out the answer. It's simple really, I don't know what to took so long."
Yes, Alexander was only a child. A brilliant one at that.