Boreal Springs

December 14, 2009

Saunders 2 – Round 27: ‘Don’t Stand So Close To Me’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , , , — Mao @ 3:08 pm

Gordon Saunders has had everything under control for a long time.  Can he continue or will everything that’s happening around him get the best of him?  Claude and Emily Saunders didn’t really plan on kids, but now they’re waiting on number 2.  Gordon certainly isn’t pleased about the new addition…

“Did you think you could hide it forever?”

Emily shook her head, “we weren’t trying to hide, Gordon.  We were just waiting for the right time to tell you…”

“Where is my son, anyway?”

“Um…”

Claude walked in, his timing as impeccable as ever.  He looked as if he had just rolled out of his coffin, taking a seat lazily next to Emily, who was showing through her dress.

Gordon sighed, hand on his temples, “Claude, can’t you be punctual for anything?”

“I’m here, aren’t I?  Besides, who is on time for a lecture…”

“Neither of you have jobs, you’re living off my goodwill, despite the foolish mistakes and ridiculous games you’ve played.  Do not think my mercy is endless.  You know what happened to Emma.”

Claude shuddered.

“He’s right, you know,” Emily said, turning to him.  “You could show a little effort.”

“What?  Babe, come on, I’m way too pretty for work.”

Gordon cleared his throat, drawing both of their attention back to him, “this won’t happen again, will it?”

“No,” they both said simultaneously.  It wasn’t said, but implied that if it did, they’d both be in hot water.

After he was done scolding her parents, Gordon went to see little Selene.  He had been fine with her, just one child was hard to mess up, especially with him around to ensure that it doesn’t happen.  Two, however, with his schedule and the knowledge of Claude’s other two children out there… well, that made things complicated.

He looked into Selene’s eyes, brushing her curly hair away from her face, “promise me you won’t grow up to be an idiot like your father.  An old vampire can only handle so much…”

She grabbed his nose and he took it as a hopeful indication that she would, indeed, be smarter than her careless father.

To make matters worse, Elena phoned in response to Emma’s punishment.  She had been all for it at first, but now that Emma had graduated and was out on her own, her apprehension was growing.

“Emma is fine, she can take care of herself.  I’m not taking it back, not until she can show she’s changed.  Elena, please, I know what I’m doing.  Don’t you dare go back on what I’ve said, either… you’re just as vulnerable as Emma.  Just focus on Emily and leave Emma to me.”

Since Gordon’s cutting off of Emma, he had warned Claude against aiding her or talking to her.  Claude wasn’t always so great at following Gordon’s directions, however, and spoke to her often.  Unfortunately, she happened to call while Gordon was in the room.

“Hey, Em,” Claude whispered into the phone, trying not to look suspicious.  “You should probably call back later…”

“Claude, is that Emma?”

“Uh, no,” he said, hastily hanging up the phone.  “Wrong number.”

Gordon gave him a look of warning, but said nothing and exited the room.  Claude shuddered, that was close.

“I want to see grandpa,” Grace Saunders said, storming into the house and nearly pushing Emily down on her laurels.

“He’s busy,” Emily called uselessly after her.  Grace, of course, ignored her and went into the basement in search of her nocturnal grandfather.

“You have to let me move in with you,” Grace pleaded, trying to don her best ‘pouty face’.  “The house is just insane with the twins.  You don’t understand, I’m suffocating… and mom’s preening… I can’t take it!”

Gordon sighed, “you’re too young, Grace.  You can’t move here, you have a family and you have your parents.  Things will get better, I promise.  You’re just… well, it isn’t easy being the ‘odd one’ out.”

“No, it won’t get better it’ll just get worse.  My tan is fading and when it’s gone, everything will just get horrible!”

“Grace, listen to me, you’re not moving anywhere.  You’re going to stay with your family and tough it out.  Do you want me to call your father and tell him what you’ve said to me?”

Grace looked sheepish suddenly, her determination faltering, “uh… you won’t, right?  I mean, you can’t, you can’t tell dad… they, he doesn’t even know I’m here!”

“Of course he doesn’t, he’d never allow you to come.  You’re too young, Grace, I’m sorry.  How did you even get here?  Wait, don’t tell me, I don’t want to know.  Come on, I’ll drive you home… it’s getting late.”

Selene was growing like a weed and before they knew it, she was a little girl.  She was talented, especially with the piano, plucking the ivories while her parents danced and laughed behind her.  Emily was at the end of her pregnancy and it showed, she couldn’t wait to get back down to a regular size.

Being the daughter to vampires and the only human in the house meant Selene got a lot of freedom.  She could jump on the couch, each pizza for breakfast, and even run laps around the house and no would yell at her.  Sure, she had Jeeves to look after her needs, but he rarely ever scolded her.  Instead, he joined in her games.

Her favorite game was to dress up in formal wear and dance on Jeeves’ large, metal feet in the upstairs hallway.  She still had to go to school, of course, but the weekends were hers to do with as she pleased.  Most children would feel lonely having so much time to themselves, but Selene relished in it.

She wouldn’t be an only child for long, as Emily soon gave birth to a baby boy they named Nicholai.  He had his mother’s fair complexion but his father’s hair and eyes.  Selene was passive about the new addition, she’d probably care more when he was old enough to do things other than cry, poop, and sleep.

Meanwhile, Gordon himself was feeling incredibly overwhelmed.  In his long history of juggling his criminal activities and his personal ones, he had never been so inundated with both as he was now.  They threatened to collide violently, pieces of one sneaking into the other.  It was a constant juggling act just to keep them from meeting and his personal duties were suffering for it.  He had yet to even make contact with Claude’s estranged children and they would soon be teenagers.

It was just too much, he needed a break.  There was no chance of that.  He’d never leave his empire in the hands of someone else for an hour, much less a day.  He would just have to shoulder the burden and try to balance everything as best as possible until everything calmed down.

He was mixing himself a little edge softener when Valerie walked into the room.  He really needed to get a guard or something for the front door.

“If I learned anything from Shelly Anderson’s party, it’s that drinking doesn’t solve anything.”

“It doesn’t, but it makes things a little easier sometimes,” he abandoned the mixer and looked up.  “What are you doing here?  You’re on vacation.”

She shrugged, “didn’t need one… you, on the other hand, look like you need five.”

“A lifetime would be nice but we can’t all be so lucky,” he said, walking from around the bar.  “What do you want?  I’m not giving you any work, not until you’re back on the level.”

“Well, I guess that means I’m unemployed,” Valerie replied hesitantly, feeling a little uneasy.  “I can’t stop this and I can’t control it, either.”

He shook his head, “Valerie, you’re not the first one to get caught up in the mystery.  It will pass.  It’s not serious.”

“Then why haven’t you had your fun and left it at that?  What do you care about anyone I’m connected to?” She moved closer, eyes never leaving his.  “I have to do this, it’s not going to leave my mind until I do… and I know you feel the same way.”

“Val–”

“You talk too much, Gordon.”

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Note from Mao: Buuhhuuuuh, long update is LONG.  Gordon is involved in so much crap it makes my head spin, I can only imagine how his poor sim feels!  Emily has been put on birth control and as far as I’m concerned, will NEVER be popping out another spawn, ever.  Ever.  No moar babies for Claude, four is enough!

Selene is adorable.  She and Jeeves are best friends and anytime she has a free moment, she’s harassing him.  It’s cute.  She has a fondness for the robot that her mother lacks, LOL!

Elena actually called Gordon and Emma actually called Claude.  I thought it was odd, but I guess it makes sense.  Claude better not be squirreling her money or his butt is in trouble.

Valerie popping up was inopportune but the wants could not be denied.  Valerie has had consistent wants to kiss and do dirty things with Gordon that REFUSED TO LEAVE.  When she visited (ON HER OWN, BTW), I checked and they were still there.  Imagine my surprise when Gordon rolled up similar wants, though I will say one wasn’t specific.  He wanted to kiss Valerie and woohoo in bed.  I took it for face value.

Let’s just hope ‘casual woohoo’ did not result in any unnecessary surprises, hm?  And let us hope this cools the fires a bit.  Marcus is still listed as Valerie’s One True Love, so… yeah.

July 29, 2009

Saunders 2 – Round 26: ‘Is There Something I Should Know’

Filed under: Saunders — Tags: , , , , , — Mao @ 9:57 pm

Gordon Saunders has been a vampire for awhile now, but can he really hold it together as generations pass him by?  Claude and Emily are married, but can their commitment withstand parenthood to little Selene?

Claude had never been good with babies.  They were bald, wrinkly, and they pooped a lot.  That was the extent of his baby knowledge.  Selene seemed different somehow, probably because she was his own.  He spent time with her, something that shocked Gordon to his core.  He really hadn’t anticipated that Claude would be a suitable father.  He still wasn’t sure he was ready to be the father of three children, thus the need to keep the twins’ identities and existence a secret.

Gordon, however, had plenty of practice when it came to raising kids.  He was Selene’s saving grace.  Emily was there for her when she could be and Claude played with her like he would some kind of grown-up toy, but Gordon was the true nurturing force behind her rearing.  She seemed to know this almost instinctively, clutching him the tightest and crying when someone took her away from his arms.

It wasn’t the best solution, but Gordon knew as long as he kept Claude under his careful watch, hopefully he could keep his son out of further trouble.  He was beginning to wish Claude had never discovered vampirism and that Roman hadn’t saw fit to interfere.

Jeeves was a big help during the day, when everyone was asleep.  Unfortunately, one day he malfunctioned and spent the majority of the day running around emitting sparks and gibberish.  Emily was not pleased.  She may not win any mother of the year awards anytime soon, but she loved her daughter and did not trust that chunk of metal for all its worth.  Gordon assured her everything would be fine and spent the next evening fixing Jeeves and getting him back into tip-top working condition.

Emily was still unconvinced.  She thought it would be a much better idea to bring a human into the fold.  They could care for Selene and she wouldn’t have to worry about some mechanical brute hurting her baby.  Claude wasn’t near as apprehensive.  He trusted his father and Jeeves was pretty amusing.  He liked ghosts for some reason, despite never having been to a graveyard.

When Emily suggested that Gordon just bring that girl–what’s her name–Valerie in to do it, Gordon gave her a look that could kill.  It didn’t quite kill her, but it certainly silenced her.  Valerie was not a topic he enjoyed discussing, at all.

Gordon had told Valerie to not make any impromptu visits to the house unless it was absolutely necessary.  Of course, Valerie was a bit of a free-spirit and was prone to doing as she pleased.  She strolled up to the house a little after twelve am.  No matter how many times she saw the house, it never failed to intimidate her.  It definitely looked like a vampire’s lair, especially from the outside with its iron wrought fences and dead trees.

Jeeves let her in and she was greeted by the sound of Gordon working the piano keys.  She hadn’t known he was a pianist, but he certainly had plenty of time to perfect his skills.  He hadn’t been expecting company and so he was not pleased when Jeeves let him know he had a visitor.

Valerie was a bit surprised when he wasn’t dressed, “I didn’t mean to just barge in but–”

“You’d better have a good reason,” Gordon said tersely, moving from the piano bench.  “However, it will have to wait.  Let me get dressed.”

He disappeared down into the basement for a few moments before emerging, fully dressed.  Valerie was thankful for this.  She wasn’t sure if she could deal with the half-naked vampire.  She had to keep reminding herself of Megan and Marcus.

There was also the fact that Gordon still wore his wedding ring.  Lauren had died some time ago and yet there it was, on his finger, an ever-present reminder of his age and truly, how little she knew of what he was.  He stared her down, waiting for an explanation.  It took her a moment to gather her thoughts.

“Megan brought home Nadia… and then Nadia introduced her to Dominic.  Both children have been to my house several times now,” Valerie began, confident.  “I figured that if you wanted to see them directly, or maybe observe them, you could come over when they are there.  You wouldn’t have to tell them who you are.”

Gordon looked thoughtful for a moment, “I can’t say that warrants a visit, but I will admit, I’m impressed.  I trust Megan has no idea what she’s done?”

“No, it was an accident that she happened to meet Nadia and bring her home.  Everything went from there.  I’m just being the supportive mother.”

“I’ll let you know, about coming over.  Until then, no more surprise visits.”

Selene seemed to be growing faster than the rest of her family could handle.  Emily found herself becoming more and more attached to the tiny life she had spawned.  She’d been a vampire for a long time and never once had she thought to become a mother.  Now she couldn’t imagine being anything else.  Claude, perhaps, was not the ideal father figure, but she loved him for all his eccentricities.  And even if she didn’t always agree with Gordon’s methods, Selene couldn’t have possibly had a better grandfather.

Emily was happy that she’d done what she done, even if she felt guilty about it.  Were it not for Roman’s little plan, she’d never have ended up here, watching her daughter sleeping peacefully, protected and safe.

Unfortunately, not all of Gordon’s grandchildren were little angels.  Emma Davis wasn’t Gordon’s actual granddaughter, in fact, they shared absolutely no blood relation, but he had adopted her mother and that made him grandpa enough for the both of them.  It seemed Emma had been a little too spoiled in her youth, for she was acting recklessly and without caution now.  Gordon was more than well aware of what she’d been doing at college.

“I would really prefer it if you left Gregory Davis alone, Emma,” Gordon warned her.  Not only was Gregory Roman’s son, but he was engaged to Lydia Anderson.  Gordon didn’t need anymore conflict with either branch of the family.  “It’s for the best.”

Of course, Emma would hear none of his reasoning.  What did he know about love, anyway?

As if Emma’s behavior wasn’t enough to cause him worry, there was another surprise waiting around the corner.  Emily was pregnant again.  Claude was suitably shocked.  One child was more than enough for him.

“I thought we had been careful,” Claude said after some moments of shocked silence.  “How did this happen?”

Emily was a little taken back by his lack of enthusiasm, “preventative measures are never one-hundred-precent, Claude.  It just happened.”

He sighed, shoulders slumped, “don’t you think one is enough?”

“We’ll figure something out afterward,” Emily said, trying not to be upset at her husband’s reaction.  “But there’s nothing we can do about this one.  We’re having a second, whether you’re ready for it or not.”

Claude watched as Selena clumsily walked past them, oblivious to the tension hovering between her parents.  He sighed and simply said, “you’re right, but dad is not going to be happy.  At all.”

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Note from Mao: Forget about Gordon being happy, MAO IS NOT HAPPY.  Why must every descendant of Henry Saunders insist on having A MILLION KIDS?  Do I have to whip out the family tree to illustrate this for you?  I probably can’t because it’s so huge.  Arhghghg, Emily is going on birth control after this.

Also, on a super-disturbing note, Emma?  Three bolts.  Gordon has THREE BOLTS for his adopted granddaughter.  HOMG.  And here I thought Valerie was a problem.  GAH!  This is a Woody Allen situation here, totally messed up.

This was also my first servo malfunction.  Very strange.

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