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''This story has elements from every Sims game (including Medieval) and every expansion pack. Contains things that cannot happen in Sims. All items used are from TheSimsResource and the Sims 3. ''
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I looked at my new everyday outfit. It was a mint green silk dress that came to midcalf. It was not like I hated it. I liked it. Especially with the pearly white heels and the simple silver necklace. I knew that Grandmother would approve of it. The bow on the front would make sure of it. I put my hair in two braids with green plaid ribbons. My red hair made me look like an absolute leprechaun. My pretty, yet elfish face did nothing to prove my point wrong.
It was both Grandmother and Grandfather. Grandmother's full name (title included) was Contessa Hecate Delia Marie Delicourt Mandan. Grandfather's full name (title included) was Count Menalaus Conte Viktor Mercutio Mandan. They were the descendants of the royal family of SimNation when it had been a kingdom. That meant that my mother's full name (title included) was Viscountess Mayflower Alice Rosalie Hecate Delicourt Mandan Williams. She had three last names. Delicourt (Grandmother's maiden name), Mandan (Mom's maiden name), and Williams (Mom's married name). When Dad married Mom, he was granted the title of Viscount. So he was Viscount Marcus Daniel Williams. Me? I am Baronetess Lillian Dawn Hecate Delicourt Mandan Williams. My sister, Kate, was Baroness Katherine Mayflower Darcy Delicourt Mandan Williams.
Grandmother looked over me with the strange expression that felt like she was x-raying me. I curtsied and smiled my most syrupy smile. Grandmother gave a curt nod and moved out of the way for Grandfather to appraise me. Grandfather looked over me and gave a queer frown. He shook his head slowly and turned when Grandmother started to speak. "Mayflower! I suspect that you are making your daughter a rebel. After you hid Katherine away from me and raised her to behave like a peasent, I expected you to give your last child to me! I was right. You are an unfit mother," Grandmother stated with a calm ferocity.
Mom was livid, furious even. "Me? An unfit mother? You are to speak! You raised me to be a lady of high class and grace, but I have experience nothing but burdensome torture from your insane teachings!" she shrieked. I had never heard Mom blow her top before. Kate rushed down the stairs, her knee-length leather dress slowing her down. She cast down her eyes and curtsied. "Merry greetings, Grandmother and a happy salutation, Grandfather. I hope your visit is not wasted," she murmured tremblingly.
After an incident with Grandmother, Kate was never right again. She spoke softly and shook often. She would always be scared and whenever Grandmother visited, she behaved perfectly. Grandmother pursed her heavily lipsticked lips and tsked loudly. "See? Your eldest daughter is a cowardly simpleton because a strict upbringing was taken from her by a witch of a mother. At least Lillian has some grace and etiquette," Grandmother argued. At the last part, her angered snakey voice had softened to a light purr.
Dad started to intervene. He took Mom away, probably to WooHoo. I led Grandmother and Grandfather to the basement. They would sleep there for their visit. I always found them odd. They never ventured out of the house except at night. They liked the cooking, but they would always finish off the meal by slurping liquid from a reddish orange carton. Sometimes, they would divide Plasma Fruits for us, but we always got sick from them. Mom was the only one besides her parents and, surprisingly, Kate who didn't gag on them.
I never knew that my maternal grandparents were vampires until I researched their odd lifestyle. I also found records of Mom's family. Turns out, most of her family were supernatural creatures like werewolves, PlantSims, and witches. Only a few Normal Sims existed in her family, but only a handful survived their first weeks of marriage or birth. There was a legend that had sprung up about Mom's male relatives. The townsfolk said that the "horrible night monsters" lured pretty young women to their secret lairs, marry them, impregnate them, and kill them once the child had been born. The rumor had been born when sixteen women had been found dead in the park and ten of them were wives of the Mandan men. The other five were women that were romantically involved with the Mandan men. All of them women bore signs of recent birthing.
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